<?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-8001618536046874909</id><updated>2012-01-28T00:14:31.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogg (:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>huicong</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>397</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001618536046874909.post-8237045429572607918</id><published>2012-01-28T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T00:14:31.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met eeling in school yesterday, and saw jiaolian at the mrt station this morning. It is always a pleasure to meet someone you know (even an acquaintan7. ce) unexpectedly. Coincidental meetings are (: Thought about this on the way home earlier and it put in a good mood, I suppose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the point in telling me? As if I want things to be the way it is now. Huh. All of this is so damn screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have not stayed up this late for a couple of days now. To be precise, two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things I don't want to think about. Damn it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 or should I say 6. Not much time left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know when people have conversations that are within hearing distance... I always can't help but listen to these conversations. Today I was so tempted to go in and 插一脚. But it really does not make sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye. My mind is blank now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-8237045429572607918?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/8237045429572607918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=8237045429572607918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/8237045429572607918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/8237045429572607918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2012/01/met-eeling-in-school-yesterday-and-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-2170379811884936719</id><published>2012-01-20T12:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T12:38:44.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seeing a lot of nice shoes around and I am envious. I think I am going to have to start the cycle already, which is kind of sad and somewhat stressful. Oh wells, I don’t have much choice because I definitely don’t have the money to continue buying so often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to buy insoles, because my flats are way too flat. I bought mink oil yesterday. It’s like kiwi neutral polish minus the smell. Hopefully there will be no more blisters after this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The environment is interesting and the people are so funny. But no matter what, it is still kind of scary. I wanted to say “what’s more, it is a different place”, but while typing that I realise that maybe no, if it was the same, it would be scarier. Yes, no? I have no idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still hating the adult fare, because it is really sucking away all my money that can be better spent on much nicer stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look so old today, alamak. The shirt is nice, but doesn’t suit me. Sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, people are put in difficult positions, where it really seems like nothing can be done. Like, what can you do about it? Taking action might further agitate others and make the situation you’re facing worse. Not taking action is simply wrong totally unfair to you. Then what? The only idea I can think of it to talk, but I am sceptical about the effect it would have. When a perception exists and such a situation has already arisen, then I wonder how effective will the talk be. Probably not very? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it time I started again? My perseverance is so pathetic. Or maybe I’m just selfish and can’t be bothered. Everyone is selfish to some extent, I believe, though there are indeed acquaintances that might be able to challenge this. Note that I said acquaintances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When do you who and when do you use that? That for collective noun? Because I used who and then Word corrected me. Only people who OR that are suitably qualified will be chosen. Hm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week has been interesting. Spent Sunday with the ploty people. Went to sing and had dinner and icecream. I really went broke, but the food was not bad and the company was awesome. The company on Monday was equally awesome. Sqdms planned to go to pitstop and we ended up at some Jap restaurant. The food was good and the servings were large and the price (though expensive for me) could be considered reasonable for a restaurant I guess. Walked by the river for a bit and we sat down at some stairs. I happened to be walking at the back with melia and hong so I knew about the cake. And yup, they were so long and it was kind of funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, it is such a pity that we all had to leave early. It would be so awesome if we could have stayed out late. To sit by the river and talk. All the way into the night, as the place clears. How romantic (: But that will probably only happen only if we can stay over at someone’s one, hinthint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get out of my comfort zone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter is the best medicine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the ‘day’ to be over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-2170379811884936719?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/2170379811884936719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=2170379811884936719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2170379811884936719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2170379811884936719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2012/01/seeing-lot-of-nice-shoes-around-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-3687915146405504154</id><published>2012-01-10T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T23:29:51.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okaykay, this shall be a really quick one. So things may end up jumbled up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need money and clothes and shoes. I had an extremely disturbing dream a few nights ago. It freaked me out after I woke up, so I call it a pseudo nightmare. Need more sleep too. I got an eye infection, how awesome. It started on the day one. Ohmy, for a moment I forgot it was yesterday. I'm happy for you. It's funny how sometimes, things are not forgotten over time. It probably reflects the relative importance of things. I want a new desk. Should I apply to uk? mo will strangle me if I decide to now. Hope I'll end early on thurs. Bag will be heavy on that day... Need more time to think about stuffs. My flats are too flat and I need insoles. Adult fare still sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a horrible post. This is awful paragraphing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-3687915146405504154?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/3687915146405504154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=3687915146405504154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3687915146405504154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3687915146405504154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2012/01/okaykay-this-shall-be-really-quick-one.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-9143878122045086303</id><published>2012-01-08T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T22:58:55.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oops. The danger of technology. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3d course had been fun. I think I went out of my comfort zone, but only slightly. I suppose I was just lucky. Or not? 6 is a good number haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had better discipline. Just so that my time could be but to better used. I had always felt that as long as one takes on something, somehow or other, he/she will be able to find time to do it all. Then that day I thought of something: that certainly there's a threshold. Then what is the threshold? Can the limits be pushed? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been wanting to go to the gym at the nearby stadium for very long. Somehow I had just been sitting at home gaining weight instead, oops. Things got into the way. That is a bad excuse right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adult fare is creating a huge hole. Just saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-9143878122045086303?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/9143878122045086303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=9143878122045086303&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/9143878122045086303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/9143878122045086303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2012/01/oops.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001618536046874909.post-2310258628832462027</id><published>2012-01-03T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T01:00:04.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A quick note. Seems like the non-smoking zone outside shopping malls are not what they are on rainy days. Or maybe the no-smoking sign becomes invisible due to the rain. hur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall replace shoutmix with something else soon. I hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-2310258628832462027?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/2310258628832462027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=2310258628832462027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2310258628832462027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2310258628832462027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2012/01/quick-note.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-6150081874898960329</id><published>2012-01-02T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T01:21:17.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woahmph. ohmy. The situation looks good and I'm really just hoping that I'll ee :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-6150081874898960329?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/6150081874898960329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=6150081874898960329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6150081874898960329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6150081874898960329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2012/01/woahmph.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-1072471588916067126</id><published>2011-12-29T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T23:46:58.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To meichun: ah wells, I figured, but just saying (: Or rather, just hinting-not-so-subtly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only people could understand that acting cool isn't cool. Most of the time anyway, since I can't think of any exceptions offhand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you supposed to do when you bump into an acquaintance, whom you do not keep in contact with, whom you last interacted with over three years ago? Was that a flicker of recognition in the short span of accidental eye contact? What an awkward moment. Well, come to think of it, such incidents happen often, don't they?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-1072471588916067126?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/1072471588916067126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=1072471588916067126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1072471588916067126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1072471588916067126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-meichun-ah-wells-i-figured-but-just.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-1188714264910440485</id><published>2011-12-29T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T01:08:33.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shall sleep after this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hooked on a new show but still suffering a bit from post fazheng withdrawal symptoms (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with og today. It was fun, but not in the fun-fun way I suppose. I would not have went if I knew I was going to be the only girl. That was awkward. Had lunch, played pool and I left early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bball with clsmates. That was fun. The fun-fun type of fun. Played among ourselves and then a group of girls from smu soccer came and asked to play together. Played for a while. The seniors were really high and on and nice, like even their rough playing is nice rough playing, not the aggressive/fierce rough playing. So it was high. Surprisingly we won them though (: I think. I thought they would win but yay. And we just played a while more amongst ourselves. It was relaxing actually, come to think of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conformation bias. I can't help it but yea. Whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been wanting to talk about this for a few days. The feeling of anticipation and dread simultaneously. Sighs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-1188714264910440485?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/1188714264910440485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=1188714264910440485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1188714264910440485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1188714264910440485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/12/shall-sleep-after-this.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-6417014454662422847</id><published>2011-12-27T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T00:29:05.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Six or seven minutes late, but I hope it isn't late... The latest attempt was so much better than the previous one and I think it might actually be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hmmmm. I have a burning question. But it is okay. This is so retarded. It is annoying actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I think I'm having some kind of adrenaline rush from semi-meeting the deadline. Or did I? In anyway, that will be out of sight, out of mind, until something happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should go sleep now, but I am still rather full. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, see la, tay and sim, this is what happens when I don't have you two's accompaniment online. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am sorely tempted to continue watching yuanlaishimeinan on youtube, but I have already unintentionally overshot the tv schedule by one episode :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am bored. Maybe I should put everything into one paragraph to deter people from reading all these nonsense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, no more burning question. Oh wait, actually I do, but it's another one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is going to be a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gives me the chills. Eeeeks. I'm not talking about tomorrow, just saying. Tempted to do something about it, but no, that wouldn't be very nice of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-6417014454662422847?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/6417014454662422847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=6417014454662422847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6417014454662422847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6417014454662422847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/12/six-or-seven-minutes-late-but-i-hope-it.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-3763443317085469004</id><published>2011-12-26T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T00:15:30.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Took you twelve days to realize. Like, wow. Yes, I am being sarcastic, but seriously, that was really fast. Twelve days. Hur. Then again, it isnt entirely your fault. But that doesnt mean that I dont blame you. I am having a monologue here because you will never read this, that I am pretty sure of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procrastination. Argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side and happier note, I had a really pleasant dream last night. The best dream ever. I wish it would come true quickly :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you supposed to wish for at 1111. Small and specific? Or general but all-encompassing? Which is more likely to happen? Hms. Well, all this is superstition actually, but still. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always feel somewhat annoyed when I catch 1110. Then am I supposed to wait for 1111? If so, 1111 would not be special anymore right, because 特意等的. But if I don't then it is kind of stupid too right? Aiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels good lazing at home the entire day (: 可是看来接下来几天就没机会这么做了...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-3763443317085469004?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/3763443317085469004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=3763443317085469004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3763443317085469004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3763443317085469004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/12/took-you-twelve-days-to-realize.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-37084799311379857</id><published>2011-12-21T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T00:01:47.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm here to gush over forensic heroes again! Feels great to finish watching the entire show without fast forwarding. And some of the scenes are so funny/sweet. The way xuzishan walks is woohoo~ and that couple :) I think because of the videos, I ended up dreaming the night before. It was kind of a continuous dream though I woke up twice in the middle :p At the start I think I was investigating something (ohmy so funny!) and somehow it ended up with me going to some mall to have hotpot with sqdms, and the last scene I remember is seeing the class walking down the other side of the shopping mall, opp the place sqdms were at. Epic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent conversations have been interesting. Which may be an understatement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year feels like it is ending soon :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I think you still read, and I think you know that this is for you, yea. Um, just cheer up :/ because I really don't know what to say, and I don't know if I know or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="252" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nKHrcmhaVmQ" width="336"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-37084799311379857?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/37084799311379857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=37084799311379857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/37084799311379857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/37084799311379857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-here-to-gush-over-forensic-heroes.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nKHrcmhaVmQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001618536046874909.post-1484284458649756413</id><published>2011-12-19T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T02:25:29.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh wow, that was so not sarcastic. Haha, I really just couldn't resist, because I genuinely think this is super funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I'm in a good mood (: Erm, spoilers alert? For forensic heroes iii. I absolutely adore the ada and wind couple. They are so lovely (: And she's so pretty, her features are woah. And I think jim and mandy fit too, but i think mandy will end up with the prosir, eeps. Anyway, the ada and wind parts have been so funny for the past few episodes. Yays. On second thought, maybe the 接下来 won't be so nice, because the 暧昧 part seems to be the nicest...? hm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, it is late. I was planning to sleep early tonight, but I ate so must sleep later right! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempted to buy the f21 jeans. It's on sale eh. But nonono, I have no use for more jeans and I am broke. I realized that I didn't mention, that my debt meant that I already dug into my hongbao money (not completely) but am still in debt. How terrible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I have yet to revert to the american english typing, which I have been doing for the past years, simply because word's default language is us english. And why? Simply because for the a levels period, I changed to uk english for history. Awesome right. So now, I'm unconsciously undecided about the two, but it is annoying to type the s instead of the z and the spell check shows that it is a wrong word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, erm, should out more this year, because next year, it is adult fare :O Close to four times the student fare (if I am not wrong). Urgh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should start typing in proper english sentences..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-1484284458649756413?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/1484284458649756413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=1484284458649756413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1484284458649756413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1484284458649756413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-wow-that-was-so-not-sarcastic.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-1391569439288098964</id><published>2011-12-18T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:29:37.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dilemna. If you are asked to write about something that has changed you, would you write about some 'misfortune' that has happened to someone close to you, like a friend (and which has impacted you, of course)? Wouldn't that appear to be taking advantage of people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a random thought, and I would not write about it anyway. Maybe simply because it is too complicated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrote the above yesterday night, and I evenutally didn't write antyhing conclusive. Oh wells. Shall leave it at that for the time being until inspiration comes, since I am in no rush now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out w friends and someone mentioned that for the past years, at this time of the year, we would be treasuring the last few weeks of the precious memories. It feels great having nothing to rush for. Finally. After so many years of non-holidays. And considering that the years to come probably will be again full of non-holidays. Life's sad like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a short period of several days, the train lost its credibility. It really is a bad thing. With huge negative externalities, may I add. Hey I haven't forgotten my econs (: Businesses are delayed, More congestion. Wasted time of people waiting for commuters who are late because of delays. Ohmy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the green line at 12 plus today and it was crowded. I texted amelia to say that I felt like a sardine in a tin, an unopened tin, and I wasn't exxagerating. It was so stuffy. Lucky I was going to bouna vista only and the circle line seemed unaffected. Today. Hope the train gets better tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go shopping, but nonono. I am severely in debt, and my debt position is much more likely to worsen than to improve over the next few weeks. Because of gatherings and Christmas presents(?). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I finally found something specific to do. I started the drama watching. Forensic Heroes 3. It is GOOD. Seriously good. I have yet to fast forward any scenes. as far as I can remember and though some parts of the plot seem a bit duh and predictable, but it's really awesome (: Second day and I am on episode 12 already (Y) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, speaking of that, I kind of pangseh-ed sqdms today for the sewing things because I stayed up yesterday night :x Ep 3 was freaky and I had to continue to ep 4 so that I can sleep. And ... I think I dreamt of something related to the show. It wasn't a scary dream though, nteresting would be more apt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will drop by the library tomorrow, to pick up the knitting book, haha, so that I can knit my flats! So exciting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kbox on tuesday is on, no matter the attendance. I realised after I texted sqdms, that I should have just decided on the stuff and whoever turns up, then good. Don't turn up then don't lor. Simple and sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contemplating wearing the $2 pants on tuesday. So proud of my good buy (: It's nice and the only thing is that it is too long and I would need heels and my only pair is the prom pair and it'll be weird. Maybe I'll find some other way to deal with the length. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to exercise! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And haha found this while browsing through old photos. So proud of it :) Shooting is so fun, but I doubt I will ever do that again :( By "that", I mean real shooting, with a real revolver with live rounds. Hah. And in an air-conditioned range, not just some smelly, hot, outdoor range (oops). Anyway, this was from the air rifle range place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EOCXXL8E9d0/TuzRdXP06II/AAAAAAAAASA/QlUfG6Yg0-U/s1600/P8290014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EOCXXL8E9d0/TuzRdXP06II/AAAAAAAAASA/QlUfG6Yg0-U/s320/P8290014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-1391569439288098964?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/1391569439288098964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=1391569439288098964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1391569439288098964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1391569439288098964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/12/dilemna.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EOCXXL8E9d0/TuzRdXP06II/AAAAAAAAASA/QlUfG6Yg0-U/s72-c/P8290014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001618536046874909.post-1687773944793642652</id><published>2011-12-17T02:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T02:30:23.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>什么意思嘛！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-1687773944793642652?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/1687773944793642652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=1687773944793642652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1687773944793642652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1687773944793642652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-2506063657688618483</id><published>2011-12-16T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T00:39:11.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>那些年 will probably be all talk, I actually forgot about it today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remembered what I forgot yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things happen close to the heart, you are forced to change your mindset, the way you look at things and such. Jokes that used to be funny no longer are, instead, they become appalling. Things you thought you knew you believed in suddenly become (in a way) ambiguous, all the "what-ifs" emerge, and you don't know what to do if the possibility becomes a reality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking a bit of crap now I realize. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drives me crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, chuxi mentioned something in her blog and it was totally true. It was so so so weird going back for ct with the painted nails. And the bright colour somemore ohmy. I can still smell a hint of the cuticle oil (: on my nails, but I am going to have to remove the polish before stepping out of the house, because it is awfully chipped and it doesn't help that it's so fun to peel the polish off, oops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-2506063657688618483?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/2506063657688618483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=2506063657688618483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2506063657688618483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2506063657688618483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/12/will-probably-be-all-talk-i-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-5821832257126395920</id><published>2011-12-15T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T00:33:20.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone please find me a hole ohmy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-5821832257126395920?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/5821832257126395920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=5821832257126395920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/5821832257126395920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/5821832257126395920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/12/someone-please-find-me-hole-ohmy.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-6526160204738435896</id><published>2011-12-15T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T00:27:56.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okaykay, one last post today for all the random thoughts and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LuyF7xji0nc/TujGi49YVLI/AAAAAAAAAR0/P8VUP8hOnsE/s1600/yuno.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LuyF7xji0nc/TujGi49YVLI/AAAAAAAAAR0/P8VUP8hOnsE/s320/yuno.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not blaming anyone, but just saying... With only half of the upper body in the photo, there isn't anything much to see... In this case, more than half of the details of the dress or suit or whatever is missing. So sad right. Anyway, I think people generally look better in half or three-quarter body photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And haha, not everyone la. A few aren't. My prom photos are mostly the top part only though. I don't know what I didn't instruct people to take portrait photos, as I did during grad night. I just wasn't really in the photo-taking mood I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked about people. False first impressions. False impressions. And sometimes false peoples. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is bugging me, and I guess it has been for a while. But I will leave it at that and not get affected by what is said and stuff. Anyway, with time, it will be forgotten and at most become some (kindof) regret? Oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I have not done much since alevels ended. Oops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure. Am I? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tempted to go watch 那些年我们一起追的女孩 because I walked past gv today and it was still showing! If I do, I will be watching it myself though, and I'm just wondering if it'll be worth it or not. 看着办吧. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kbox anyone? http://www.kbox.com.sg/Promotion.aspx?u=158 (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh no! &lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/worldwide-cocoa-shortage-to-send-chocolate-prices-soaring.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; is really really bad ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-6526160204738435896?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/6526160204738435896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=6526160204738435896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6526160204738435896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6526160204738435896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/12/okaykay-one-last-post-today-for-all.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LuyF7xji0nc/TujGi49YVLI/AAAAAAAAAR0/P8VUP8hOnsE/s72-c/yuno.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001618536046874909.post-8963099539318410818</id><published>2011-12-14T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T23:47:52.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't want to put everything into a single post, so here goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back for ct training. LATE. (Oops.) Anyway, I don't really know if this should be here, but oh wells, I'll just make it vague. Well, I just hope things are made clear and we won't be useless or burdens and such. Just saying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today. Met pingting and jiayuin at orchard. I have to make it clear kae, I was not very excited or anything please! Ohgosh, these two arh, I never use fb so just 趁机 talk  rubbish alamak. (I am saying this in good humor though, such things are usually forgotten after the heat dies down...) Favorite part of the day was inside an aircon building in taka okay (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, seems like I am missing out on a lot of action on facebook. sqdms so funny arh. I am laughing and shaking my head in exasperation, sighs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-8963099539318410818?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/8963099539318410818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=8963099539318410818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/8963099539318410818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/8963099539318410818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/12/didnt-want-to-put-everything-into.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-4321777887084011660</id><published>2011-12-14T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T23:38:40.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been near a week since I last posted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom. Spent loads on prom, including the $$ for the tickets, of course. I am most proud of my heels, which only cost 20 dollars, not bad right. The only thing is just that the heel is a bit high for my liking, though apparently it isn't high by stephpang standards, haha. Anyway, it's nice and actually comfy! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-prom. Tiny, steph, sheryl and I went around to do makeup and hair. And well, I wasn't planning to spend on this at first, but it turned out quite okay and rather inexpensive I guess, so yup (: But aiyo the hair now is kinda bad because of the spray, as usual. It was lame-ly fun haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom. Met sqdms at swissotel and hmm. The table was too big luh. I rather have a simple dinner at a smaller table, and maybe with lesser people. I'm not saying that there were unwanted people at the table, oh please, but just that communication is much easier with lesser people. And there was also the going around to take photos thing. I think I just was not in the mood and I only went with sharonyeo to take tbm photo (Y) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-prom. Met the class outside for a while and it was a bit weird..? I don't know. I realized that I have not been to most of the class things hurhur. oops. Left the class to join ploty. Waited a long while and yea ppp. It just isn't my type of thing, I'll say. Just sat there watching people the whole night. It was kind of interesting to look at people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of that, wouldn't it be interesting to study human behavior (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After post-prom, we went to sit at the river. It was nice to just sit and chill especially with all the smoke and noise inside. The sky was cloudy though :/ Waited again, before going for the stayover. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the night ended at 5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-4321777887084011660?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/4321777887084011660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=4321777887084011660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/4321777887084011660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/4321777887084011660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-been-near-week-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-2451074201644351190</id><published>2011-12-06T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T18:01:14.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Voilà by Francoise Hardy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="252" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/unzmw94Ju4o" width="336"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This must be my favorite soundtrack from the movie (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-2451074201644351190?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/2451074201644351190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=2451074201644351190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2451074201644351190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2451074201644351190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/12/voila-by-francoise-hardy-this-must-be.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/unzmw94Ju4o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001618536046874909.post-740855084681102329</id><published>2011-12-06T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T01:30:14.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watched starry starry night with the class yesterday, and I found the movie surprisingly good. I have the impression that I'm among the extreme minority amongst the classmates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;SPOILERS ALERT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this part where xiaomei was following jay and I had this thought that it felt so 向左走向右走-ish and the movie is really based on a 几米 book! and the mag said that it's more of a 散文 because 很多抽象的感受. Which feels kindof true, because I feel like there are some parts that I don't really get yet, namely the unreal parts and especially the parts where the inanimate became animated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parts related to the 爷爷 were touching. It's like there's this bond between the yeye and xiaomei, something more than what she has with her parents. And well, I remember hearing comments about how the scene where she was throwing things was too dramatic, but I didn't find it so. It felt raw and there was a sense of helplessness and fustration..? I wasn't really thinking at the point where she met her yeye in her dream, but after that I figured it was saying goodbye. She never got to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The puzzle. It was so sad, that her dad chased her back to the room when she tried to get the family to do the puzzle together. It was a missed opportunity, no? And when she was completing the puzzle after her yeye died, it was so sad. I can't explain why I felt that way, but yea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dance. It feels like a happy dance, somehow. The feeling simply radiates and  it's so painful with the mum trying to find happiness when it's so obvious that she's unhappy. And I thought xiaomei taught jay the dance because she wanted to bring him joy..? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaomei's thoughts after jay left and life resumed... Some of the thoughts felt apt. Speaking of that, there are a number of meaningful quotes from the movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The puzzle shop. The missing piece from each puzzle seemed to be chosen specifically... Was it? There were a few where I thought the missing piece was where the heart was supposed to be. And one or two where the face should be. And the one with the couple kissing and the missing piece where their mouths meet. It kind of changes things... does it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wellwellwell, I'm actually fine with the ending, with not knowing what the adult jay looked like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh hm are the names intentional? jay. surname chou somemore. And the adult xiaomei was the 女主角 in secret. lol. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I realize we didn't do much yesterday. For the short time where we were seated at the cave, as caleb called it, we didn't talk much content. The most was said when the least were there, as always. When the numbers increase, people just start to split into smaller groups, no? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, got a bit tired of people somewhere along the day. These things are just not for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to daiso and I found a potential insole that can be used as a sole. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be interesting to study human behavior. Sometimes, even I don't understand the way I act. It's funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things can go so many ways. Even something as simple as a conversation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes I wanted to say there's really not much fun in watching the movie with people. Except for the discussion about the movie afterwards. Wouldn't it be nice to discuss and debate about the best part of the movie and what you feel it meant and stuff! But such discussions are only feasible with small groups. Like yesterday I didn't even manage to know everyone's take on the movie. But it'll be interesting, because I think the way we perceive would reflect on the way we think and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such a boring post, so something to hype it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GYMcEaoYAMk/Ttz_iZXhVgI/AAAAAAAAARc/OcwKGl7mm_Y/s1600/mm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GYMcEaoYAMk/Ttz_iZXhVgI/AAAAAAAAARc/OcwKGl7mm_Y/s320/mm.jpg" width="304" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LekeOP2pVB8/Ttz_ijpC9sI/AAAAAAAAARo/MOUHgwO7w6M/s1600/harry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LekeOP2pVB8/Ttz_ijpC9sI/AAAAAAAAARo/MOUHgwO7w6M/s320/harry.jpg" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-740855084681102329?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/740855084681102329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=740855084681102329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/740855084681102329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/740855084681102329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/12/watched-starry-starry-night-with-class.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GYMcEaoYAMk/Ttz_iZXhVgI/AAAAAAAAARc/OcwKGl7mm_Y/s72-c/mm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001618536046874909.post-1104402415487228448</id><published>2011-12-03T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T23:26:22.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Really like the $40 dollar thing at the shop with ridiculously bad service. I totally wanted to swear at the women. Bad service is one of my new pet peeves, I figured, hm. But seriously, who the hell &lt;i&gt;snatches&lt;/i&gt; the hanger back from the customer. SNATCH EH. wth right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not sure how appropriate it is for prom. andandand after the loooonnnnng time spent at fareast, I was just randomly walking jp2 and I saw this dress at $16 :O haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still haven't gotten anything though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;a href="http://theannoyingskwid.tumblr.com/post/13669406958/more-from-theannoyingskwid"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is for the zai woman who's going to run the full marathon tomorrow. Siao right. (Too lazy to save the pictures and post 'cause there are so many, but funny eh.) (And nothing related to the person in the photos - probably a korean star? Anyone enlighten me?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-1104402415487228448?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/1104402415487228448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=1104402415487228448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1104402415487228448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1104402415487228448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/12/really-like-40-dollar-thing-at-shop.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-4331021535173322627</id><published>2011-12-03T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T00:32:18.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So... liberation (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days since physics mcq have been a crazy rush. Great day at kimberly's house. Round one of shopping. Was super brief though. Staying up to finish the personal essays and the application. (The essays were not re-drafted or vetted or anything though &gt;&lt; Plans to complete the essays after physics paper 3 failed terribly.) And then was the tipthingy. It went okay and to some extent, yea, it was really kind of more like a discussion and I actually enjoyed it and time flew by, but erps. Round two of shopping tomorrow with sqdms this time. (And I'll probably go on a third trip by myself ...) And sunday will be with the class (I think).Going to rewatch two dramas and catch up on some new dramas. Jobs? Next year. I am so not going to start work in december. Kind of in spite but I mean yea, seriously.On a side note, the queasiness and stuff frm before-the-papers seem so long ago. Oh and shall really attempt to knit my flats! Been playing with the idea since long ago. And yes, I should have joined the two at chinatown today. Couldnt remember what I wanted to get there... aiyer. &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QAmAtvlDGMc/Ttj9hWuKXlI/AAAAAAAAARE/D1MHUwYjJHc/s1600/notfunny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="308" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QAmAtvlDGMc/Ttj9hWuKXlI/AAAAAAAAARE/D1MHUwYjJHc/s320/notfunny.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PIPpb6FfwE0/Ttj9hlNH3lI/AAAAAAAAARM/mnImRCm2OT8/s1600/sneeze.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="279" width="244" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PIPpb6FfwE0/Ttj9hlNH3lI/AAAAAAAAARM/mnImRCm2OT8/s320/sneeze.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-4331021535173322627?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/4331021535173322627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=4331021535173322627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/4331021535173322627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/4331021535173322627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/12/so.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QAmAtvlDGMc/Ttj9hWuKXlI/AAAAAAAAARE/D1MHUwYjJHc/s72-c/notfunny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001618536046874909.post-489348588577351434</id><published>2011-11-27T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T23:42:05.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was telling jiayuin, laughter is the best medicine. 后来又想到 food ranks first along with laughter :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope physics turns out well tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-489348588577351434?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/489348588577351434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=489348588577351434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/489348588577351434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/489348588577351434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/11/was-telling-jiayuin-laughter-is-best.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-3556435889627293497</id><published>2011-11-24T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T22:22:10.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is probably the nth number time i said this but I'm going to say it anyway. Sometimes it isn't that much about what you say or what you do, but the way you say it and the way you do it. How it comes across to other people. Argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got distracted, but I wanted to post because this thought had been coming to mind on and off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just felt that we are learning too much in too little time. Such that it is insufficient for us to understand. Like for econs, actually if you understand the concepts well enough, no matter what kind of weird question comes out, you will still know what to write and stuff, because you truly understand it. Guess that's what ml will call "knowing where the examiners come from". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks to be memorising all those stuff, because this cramming makes everything so boring. Remembering the stupid facts when the subject/concept put together can be so fascinating. Takes the joy out of learning. That's sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the bookfest with my sis. And saw this promoter promoting a set of assessment books to a mother. I was kind of appalled. I don't know how to say it. Maybe it wasn't the words per se, but more of the whole idea of how doing assessment books is solely to prepare for THE psle. There was something about how the book could be finished in the holidays, before the year began. If I was the child, I would probably be so sick of studying. I used to enjoy doing assessment books. Seriously. Like in primary school. Very fun what. But if I was forced to do so, then maybe it would have been another story altogether. It's kind of weird but ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling quite satisfied now. Read a book yesterday. Couldn't stop reading halfway so I ended up sleeping at 2 plus haha. Got another few more books onto my to-read list (: woohoo. Can't wait. Love the library especially since I don't re-read books so it would have been such a waste to buy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perks of being a wallflower was out, btw. meichun this is for you. And I wanna read that too anyway! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and must mention. It's awfully cool when you read a book and they talk about historical events/context and you know what's going on. Beyond cool, more of exciting even sometimes. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust that most people reading are sqdms so for old times' sake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z-_ujLnVzl8/Ts5R4BseC8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/M3uBqjjlVas/s1600/knots.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z-_ujLnVzl8/Ts5R4BseC8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/M3uBqjjlVas/s320/knots.jpg" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnzVFHRSNIc/Ts5S3I1qMRI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/PjE5PsBTzc4/s1600/shoes.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnzVFHRSNIc/Ts5S3I1qMRI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/PjE5PsBTzc4/s320/shoes.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>huicong</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z-_ujLnVzl8/Ts5R4BseC8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/M3uBqjjlVas/s72-c/knots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001618536046874909.post-906565808601942921</id><published>2011-11-23T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T00:39:42.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha yes jung ikr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this is to make up for yesterday's post! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nlU0cvsSnMI/TsvQK9Xs7EI/AAAAAAAAAQU/OyAQ8AhI3fI/s1600/forblog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="138" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nlU0cvsSnMI/TsvQK9Xs7EI/AAAAAAAAAQU/OyAQ8AhI3fI/s320/forblog.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;haha, how true is this hm?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-906565808601942921?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/906565808601942921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=906565808601942921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/906565808601942921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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1111 today just as it was ending and i managed to make a wish though i should have wished for econs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;econs was ... dunno la. it felt okay when doing, just some stuff not very sure, but firstly i didnt finish and secondly there were stuff that i should have written for the completed essays but i didnt. and some of which was simply due to bad time management... not very satisfied but not exactly dissatisfied either... &lt;br /&gt;the paper felt different. i think it's the paper that i've been most focused for and them most jinzhang before (like seriously i felt damn queasy). shall take that as a good sign. oh and handwriting was way better than p1 lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't say that everything has been without regrets thus far... i know i could have done better for some stuff had i prepared better i.e. procrastinated less... so whether there'll be regrets depends on what happens several months later. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics left!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want some post-prom programme leh. not necessary the ppp thingy but i just would much rather have a sleepover than go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backtophysics&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-7340776610746422801?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/7340776610746422801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=7340776610746422801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/7340776610746422801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001618536046874909.post-3760745037825111292</id><published>2011-11-18T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T00:07:18.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just saying, but the more I think about it, the more I feel that bad is a gross understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to do the personal statements tonight but a headache is building up. I guess I shan't go to school tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to start exercising.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-3760745037825111292?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/3760745037825111292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=3760745037825111292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3760745037825111292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3760745037825111292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-saying-but-more-i-think-about-it.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-7711022238015422904</id><published>2011-11-16T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T21:30:59.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Immediate goal: tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Short-term goal: Personal essayS&lt;br /&gt;Middle-term goal: Econs Paper 2&lt;br /&gt;Long-term goal: (temporary) freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is actually all very exciting, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-7711022238015422904?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/7711022238015422904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=7711022238015422904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/7711022238015422904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/7711022238015422904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/11/immediate-goal-tomorrow-short-term-goal.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-7807975144561112422</id><published>2011-11-11T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T23:50:53.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg yes I remembered. Been thinking about this a few times recently. It came to my mind that our jc classes will be the last ever classes we have. (right..?) Isn't it sad? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And adding on to the list of problems. My right little finger feels funny &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-7807975144561112422?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/7807975144561112422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=7807975144561112422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/7807975144561112422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/7807975144561112422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/11/omg-yes-i-remembered.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-2294002039573393447</id><published>2011-11-11T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T23:35:49.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Must make a post on this special day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was extremely sad that I didn't catch 1111 on 1111. Argh. I remembered halfway through the math paper and I scribbled down 1111 on one of the scrap paper. But I still forgot. Sad max. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review of this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Was scared for GP, well in part because it was the first paper, and because I really want to be able to do well for it, which is in part due to mo. Hope that the essay isn't bad, because towards the end I felt that it didn't feel correct and I hope it was just paranoia. And happiness didn't come out after all. (1111!!! PM, but nevermind. woohoo (: And I didn't intend to catch it k. yay.) City parks and green spaces. Doable but haha the smoke was so thick you can't see anything, as the class would put it. Oh but the short questions were ... kinda disappointing, in the sense that aiyo how can so hard! No paraphrase questions eh, alamak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Math. Was fun to do actually, simply because it's fun to do math. Paper 1 was particularly difficult, ridiculously so as compared to the past years one, frankly speaking. Paper 2 was easier. I think that's generally agreed upon. And ya, so happy for some of the friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. History. I was really very nervous for this. VERY. I was totally not confident and really very nervous. SBQ felt okay as I was doing, but as I was writing the conclusion, it felt, hmmm, I don't know. CW saved the day. Lucky it was origins and globalisation. (: But the globalisation was weird and it could definitely have been better in a lot of ways. I hope ai will be better than gibberish, because no time! Didn't finish, but it was not that bad. As I had been telling people, it was not good, but not bad too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoulder/neck ache/strain. Sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch today was fun with the class at adam road. Actually it was more of the girls. Somehow when guys share the same table, there is none/less of the talking and laughter and stuff. Seriously super funny. Have not laughed that much for so long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of that, I realised that, somewhere along this year, I have developed the habit of chuckling out loud when I read something funny. Not good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must not be spotting for econs and sea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New addition to the list of quotes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I don't love studying. I hate studying. I like learning. Learning is beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;- Natalie Portman&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such an apt description. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually intl history is all very interesting, come to think of it. Especially all the ai, indo-pak, rf stuff. But the cramping of information solely for the purpose of writing essays makes it unenjoyable. And sometimes, I just end up studying from outlines, which seriously give the events and stuff injustice, in a way. Because there are so many ways of looking at it and invariably, we will just remember the easiest way, and only know the easiest way, which is sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gp too. When I see an article that potentially can be used for evidence for gp essays/aq, this thought will automatically register in my mind. Which is annoying. And mo was right, where got people learn language this way one. One way of writing an essay, because there's no way to go wrong with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could better understand the beauty of the languages. And that I was better at reading into and analysing all the history stuff. It is all so interesting. But when these stuff are done for the purpose of examinations, half the fun is taken out of it, which is sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I rambled on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love bathing and walking. Without having to rush for time. Gives me the time to think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I wanted to talk about how all the studying and test-taking has taken a toll on the body. Alamak. My right wrist sucks like hell now. The cracking of the wrist when you rotate it is seriously freaking disgusting. And I think my writing speed is now slower than it was than at the end of last year. whyyyyyyy~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-2294002039573393447?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/2294002039573393447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=2294002039573393447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2294002039573393447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2294002039573393447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/11/must-make-post-on-this-special-day.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-8943450462328347906</id><published>2011-11-07T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T21:29:50.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gotta keep in mind that freaking out/blanking out is the dumbestdumbestdumbest...-ever thing to do. &lt;br /&gt;Mental state. chillchillchillchillchill. &lt;br /&gt;Gotta meditate&lt;br /&gt;It will be alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-8943450462328347906?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/8943450462328347906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=8943450462328347906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/8943450462328347906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/8943450462328347906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/11/gotta-keep-in-mind-that-freaking.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-8298260140425392410</id><published>2011-10-31T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T22:15:13.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hypothesis that home is a bad place for studying purposes is strongly supported by contextual knowledge. Support is further strengthen by the fact that source is highly credible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am supposed to be doing history. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I remembered about something and I had to rant. Promised myself to do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit must be given when credit is due, but in this case, I really don't see what credit there is. Even a secondary one student could have done the very same 'things' you did, I think. Good job. And you want applause? The only positive thing that I can garner from this is how good you are at garnering resources, but oh my, how poorly you can be trusted with them, I know that too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, hope no one figures out what I meant there. It is quite mean really. Just needed to put it down somewhere and the blog seemed the most appropriate place for such unpleasant memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently two sessions behind. So technically, I need to run thrice this week. Theoretically. In reality, I think I can only manage two. Oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I conclude that I was in a good mood this morning haha. Went a bit the very crazy with the texts with tayjia and claire. lol. oops haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today seemed rather okay actually. Despite the time wasted trying to login to the school computer. No logon servers available. I think they should say that the logon server is not available man. Seriously. Hope this relative productivity continues to improve (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-8298260140425392410?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/8298260140425392410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=8298260140425392410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/8298260140425392410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/8298260140425392410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/10/hypothesis-that-home-is-bad-place-for.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-6904789383993230731</id><published>2011-10-30T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T23:16:36.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Couldn't resist, because &lt;a href=""https://my.psychologytoday.com/blog/creative-thinkering/201110/can-you-answer-these-30-questions-about-life&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; was simply too good. It kind of reminds me of the beauty of language thing that was on tumblr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite ones: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;2. If a word is misspelled in the dictionary, how would we ever know?&lt;br /&gt;4. Why does "slow down" and "slow up" mean the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;5. Why does "fat chance" and "slim chance" mean the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;9. Why is it called "after dark" when it really is "after light"?&lt;br /&gt;10.  Doesn't "expecting the unexpected" make the unexpected expected?&lt;br /&gt;12. Why do "overlook" and "oversee" mean opposite things?&lt;br /&gt;24.  Why is something called your "only" choice when there is no choice?&lt;br /&gt;28. Why do people ask for an exact estimate or a detailed summary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope it will be a long long long long time before I'm back here (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-6904789383993230731?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/6904789383993230731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=6904789383993230731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6904789383993230731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6904789383993230731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/10/couldnt-resist-because-this-was-simply.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-5786556089558467284</id><published>2011-10-30T18:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T18:21:39.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have not been very productive these few days. Evident from the fact that I have been posting at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week. That sounds scarily near. The post-prelim schedule only seemed to begin not too long ago, when it was still 30+ days. What happened to all the time. Not point lamenting over the past though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must practice what I preach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lol jung I'm fine. Late nights just don't go well I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I love the peace of being the only one up, when it kind of, in a way, seems like you are the only one in the world that is still awake. Hm, though it is pretty nice to have company. This sounds contradictory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for all this to end. And yet I don't want the next phase of my life to start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I got distracted and came upon this. On facebook. I am still disapproving of the tumblr-like thingy on facebook, but whatever~ Anyway, would anyone care to explain? I gave up after a while, but maybe someday when the opportunity cost isn't so high, then maybe I'll think about it again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c22KPaddulk/Tq0iSWzkqRI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fm-IchmsOlQ/s1600/convoluted.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c22KPaddulk/Tq0iSWzkqRI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fm-IchmsOlQ/s320/convoluted.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a59881;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 5px;"&gt;On a side note, this was just a sudden thought, but no one is likely to need to get to me urgently at 2am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-5786556089558467284?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/5786556089558467284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=5786556089558467284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/5786556089558467284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/5786556089558467284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/10/have-not-been-very-productive-these-few.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c22KPaddulk/Tq0iSWzkqRI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fm-IchmsOlQ/s72-c/convoluted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001618536046874909.post-4273102751067081957</id><published>2011-10-30T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T00:58:07.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Foresee a long night ahead. And it is going to be worse than yesterday :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoomph omg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-4273102751067081957?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/4273102751067081957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=4273102751067081957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/4273102751067081957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/4273102751067081957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/10/foresee-long-night-ahead.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-2197186784170717818</id><published>2011-10-29T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T00:29:05.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right now, I just feel like holing up and ignore everything and everyone. It would be nice to have nothing to worry about for once. Nothing like really nothing, not simply the pseudo nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just ranting. Please ignore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-2197186784170717818?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/2197186784170717818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=2197186784170717818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2197186784170717818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2197186784170717818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/10/right-now-i-just-feel-like-holing-up.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-2890357552643283866</id><published>2011-10-24T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T00:25:28.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shouldn't be posting, but yeap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I realized that despite what I've been saying and what I've been thinking that I've been thinking, alevels is still important. It is undeniably important, just not to the extent that it entirely determines one's future. Doing  well would facilitate success, but doesn't mean that success will come. Doing relatively badly doesn't mean that success is impossible, just that it might be more difficult to achieve. And may I point out that by success, I mean the individual's perception of success. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. linghan rightfully pointed out something. It is really very annoying how everything we have been doing these two years are with the end goal of alevels in mind. Much as it is a fact, it is really very irritating to have people constantly reminding you that in alevels... I didn't exactly realize, but come to think of it now, yea... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Again, this is my opinion, but I think it is kind of sad when people have to resort to writing about academic stuff in messages. If the message is entirely about school, then isn't it as if you don't have anything else to say, as if the two people have nothing else in common besides school? Yeap, that was my point about how a message might be sincere, but just not that _. Well, I am not really in any position to comment though, since I had talked about school to some people in the class messages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The grass is always greener on the other side, but it's just as hard to mow. 可是很难免地，我还是会比较. It is weird to put this here, but there are people I envy, though I think envy is a stronger word than what I actually mean. For the way they deal with things, for the way they interact with people, for the way they think, for the way they are able to 谈心事, for their relations with people. Yup this is really weird. Oh yes, the point of the quote is just to serve as a reminder to myself that most of the times, the outsider sees only a small part of the picture and usually the more beautiful part of the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Foolscap supply is depleting rapidly. Finished one stack in approximately 2 weeks, I think. How is this even remotely possible! Ohgosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-2890357552643283866?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/2890357552643283866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=2890357552643283866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2890357552643283866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2890357552643283866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/10/shouldnt-be-posting-but-yeap.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-1775313476752370457</id><published>2011-10-23T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T21:13:25.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeeaaap~ Indeed I regretted. and 6 visitors today &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words can't be taken back. oh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-1775313476752370457?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/1775313476752370457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=1775313476752370457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1775313476752370457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1775313476752370457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/10/yeeaaap-indeed-i-regretted.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-37756879739266780</id><published>2011-10-23T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T21:08:48.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Graduation night yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. This is really a hard post to craft, because there is a whole series of diverse thoughts running through my mind and it's horribly messy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning. &lt;br /&gt;CT session. &lt;br /&gt;History lecture. (nothing much)&lt;br /&gt;Lunch. (Weird conversation about pregnancy and parenting, all caleb's fault lol.)&lt;br /&gt;Chinatown. (That's 牛车水 in chinese, haha.)&lt;br /&gt;Orchard. (Weird shopping.)&lt;br /&gt;Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty sad that I could not sit with the class. I mean, it's graduation ceremony eh. I am not graduating with the cca leaders, I am graduating with my class, for goodness sake. And yet, there is not a single time I can sit with my class? I thought it was ridiculous. My personal opinion, but seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of cca leaders, aiyo. Sighs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the ceremony turned out okay. Cass and eeling were right behind me and a great source of entertainment. And we slipped out, only to find a lot of the rest of the class. We went to the central plaza to attempt jumpshots, but got chased back. What a pity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like our montage a lot (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last song was woah epic. All the people in front ran back to their class aww. And after that was really just spamming photos until we got chased out of the hall. I wish... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAP with the class. It was weird. I think it was simply too many people. It is just easier with less people. Left quite late, but quite early. The best part of all outings is the last part, when you are the only people left. This is always the case. But it really was late and yea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel socially awkward, aiyo. The dealing with people and stuff. And there have been so many instances whereby in the aftermath, I thought I should have reacted in another way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV's playing zhu4ni3yi1lu4shun4feng1 now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, dental in the morning. The previous one wasn't in but got a nice dentist (: Decided that it is just the private dentists that are bleah. Okay actually no. The first dentist I had in the sdc was quite bitchy too &amp;gt;&amp;lt; haha. Back to today, I felt like a kid and it was the nice feel-like-a-kid feeling. I feel so old and even tired of life sometimes, but actually there's still a ridiculously long time to go. I'm only eighteeen wow. Things will get better. Things will get better?   I love my bear.   Don't feel like continuing.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to end it off on a lighter note: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n01o_iLAlCk/TqLyP0DF8AI/AAAAAAAAAP8/5ejmJIQDgDk/s1600/Saypeople.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n01o_iLAlCk/TqLyP0DF8AI/AAAAAAAAAP8/5ejmJIQDgDk/s320/Saypeople.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://leilockheart.tumblr.com/post/9263439425"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DZwzOh1KwuI/TqLxSwE9ahI/AAAAAAAAAPs/1BFFg1LUkLM/s1600/taurus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DZwzOh1KwuI/TqLxSwE9ahI/AAAAAAAAAPs/1BFFg1LUkLM/s320/taurus.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://zodiacchic.tumblr.com/post/11691043886#axzz1bWl4v4gV"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-37756879739266780?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/37756879739266780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=37756879739266780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/37756879739266780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/37756879739266780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/10/graduation-night-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n01o_iLAlCk/TqLyP0DF8AI/AAAAAAAAAP8/5ejmJIQDgDk/s72-c/Saypeople.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001618536046874909.post-2157286683683825308</id><published>2011-10-18T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T22:35:41.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't blogged for quite a while, I think. Which is a good sign. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the first step today, albeit a minuscule one. I genuinely hope it will turn out well, and if it does, viola~ things will probably fall in place and (Y). Okay provided that the other things turn up well too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I remembered what I initially wanted to blog about. Facebook. Oh gosh. I seriously seriously seriously cannot stand the sharing of stuff. It is so tumblr-ish. I mean like whaatttt~? Much as those things are interesting and thought provoking and what-nots, I think it has gone beyond the function of facebook. Idk. As in I rather know more about what people are doing or discussing about rather than this kind of 'trivia'. But well, seeing the popularity of this thing, I sense that it is here to stay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the topic of social networking sites ... That was precisely what the nj paper was about. And I had this random thought that it totally makes sense to set a compre paper on a relatable issue. What's the point of giving something so out-of-the-world that half the people are smoking things out right? More interesting for the examiners to read also, not? Well, I wouldn't know too actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People cannot be replaced. So stop trying so hard. It is freaking annoying. And nothing good will come out of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought the shirt and the court shoes. And the court shoes is 5 cents more expensive than the shirt. How ridiculous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why shoes so expensive sia. I would want to have manymany but limited by $$. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to run some day last week and today. 8 rounds the other time. Woohoo, broke my personal record on the track. I surprised myself too heh heh heh. And 6 rounds today. I kind of wanted 8 rounds initially but I guess I gave up plus I needed time to bathe. Still running behind though, because I'm supposed to exercise once a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyebags are getting horrendous. I just pray that they'll go away before prom..? If not all the photos liddat, cannot leh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I knew if I am going too far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start of the end is coming. Looking forward only to the end of that though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-2157286683683825308?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/2157286683683825308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=2157286683683825308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2157286683683825308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2157286683683825308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/10/havent-blogged-for-quite-while-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-5453599839462625085</id><published>2011-10-09T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T22:28:27.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tayjia: the ask box really doesn't like me. so I have no choice and I trust that you'll see this. eh wl you make it sound like it's my ec -.- but hahaha you can tell me about it. and hope you do actlly. then will have lots of interesting stories to listen to lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-5453599839462625085?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/5453599839462625085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=5453599839462625085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/5453599839462625085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/5453599839462625085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/10/tayjia-ask-box-really-doesnt-like-me.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-7437505284024360745</id><published>2011-10-08T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T21:31:20.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A collection of random thoughts in the midst of 'studying' (sighs)</title><content type='html'>It is kind of funny. A subject like history is supposed to train your critical thinking. And indeed, it very much has the potential to. But now, for the most of it, it doesn't entirely do that. Much of the stuff that we write in essays are based on what we memorized from the essay outlines given to us, only changing a few keywords here and there. And the stand often is one of those provided by the teacher, or what we remember from someone else's essay. Not saying that this means that we don't think, but just that we are thinking less than we could be. I mean, it is not like we blindly memorize and regurgitate. That would not get anyone anywhere. Then again, with limited time and power, it is difficult for us to have such good grasp of the content knowledge needed for a proper critical analysis of the events and stuff. To do that would probably only make us lose out to others, which is definitely something most, if not all, do not want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is running out. Yesterday was friday and the last friday felt like yesterday yesterday. This sounds funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道是不是真的日有所思夜有所梦? I vaguely remember dreaming of reading a friend's blog. Anyway, there have been some interesting dreams recently. Hope it continues (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayou everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night there was a flying cockroach. omg the horror. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I randomly and suddenly thought of the time sqdms walked to kap for lunch from nanyang. so that we would have more money for lunch. it is so hilariously pathetic, oh my. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too slow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-7437505284024360745?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/7437505284024360745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=7437505284024360745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/7437505284024360745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/7437505284024360745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/10/collection-of-random-thoughts-in-midst.html' title='A collection of random thoughts in the midst of &apos;studying&apos; (sighs)'/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-8269024162278057015</id><published>2011-10-06T00:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T00:12:08.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="252" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/to-byBE7p9I" width="336"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. thanks to the lovely tbm for the intro, though this was so long ago haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-8269024162278057015?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/8269024162278057015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=8269024162278057015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/8269024162278057015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/8269024162278057015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/10/ps.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/to-byBE7p9I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001618536046874909.post-769209313185037864</id><published>2011-10-05T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T00:09:56.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hate to push the sqdbday post down so fast, but I didn't want to add this to that post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a (what you might call a) sudden revelation, that people are limited only by themselves, most of the times. I'm sure there's some quote out there that embedded this idea somewhere inside. And the old and cliche adage: "when there's a will, there's a way"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-769209313185037864?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/769209313185037864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=769209313185037864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/769209313185037864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/769209313185037864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/10/hate-to-push-sqdbday-post-down-so-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-5809359897193071052</id><published>2011-10-04T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T23:51:28.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy squad birthday! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 12 of us now have a history of '6 years' (plusminusabit). Not every sqdm will read this, probably, but it has really been a wonderful time. Admittedly there were numerous times where I wanted to distance myself, but I suppose I am quite glad that I just didn't manage to do that. Those NP memories were one of a kind and I seriously doubt that I will ever experience anything even remotely close to that. The stupid things we did, like analyzing and practicing how to ask for permission to enter the room (oh wait there's no the!), 'liking' ma'ams, tiaotiao and all sorts of stuff. Remembering such memories makes me laugh. And dalt. Practicing ba in 112 classroom! How I dreaded that! I actually preferred np to dalt in the early times and I still remember my first dalt and what sqdms told me about dalt (how ma'ams are less fierce during dalt hahaha). Progressing to long2, which was enjoyable. It is funny how we always have to ask pooh to slow down when running out hahaha. And the memories of pooh doing solo longzhu sequences in the quad o.o haha. Also seriously doubt that we will ever wulong again (and maybe shi too), which is kind of sad, because it means that there will never be the same feeling again. There are still so many things than I can put down here, because it'll take forever. As I am typing, more memories surface and it simply is never-ending. And yes, I think it is hard not to admit that sqdms have drifted apart, in some sense, but also not, in another sense. For now, I am really just glad that I am still close to at least a few of the sqdms, and I really do hope that this sqdmateship/friendship will continue many many many many years to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-5809359897193071052?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/5809359897193071052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=5809359897193071052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/5809359897193071052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/5809359897193071052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-squad-birthday-12-of-us-now-have.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-6582972990767123562</id><published>2011-10-02T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T23:13:50.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eh tayjia, your ask questions thingy got problem eh. I wanted to say that actually I only queued the posts haha. If not I sure forget one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I managed to stay off facebook, but I guess it is pointless. Made a comment at gc's status in a kind of an impulse and kind of regretted. Should have taken a step back and thought about it again, as is often the case in reality. But I suppose I'm calm enough to look at it again, I sure hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It randomly occurred to me how everyone has this bit of craziness inside them. It is just a matter of how close you need to be with that person to see this bit of craziness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, people have pet peeves. Sometimes, we are critical of some of the actions or the lack thereof by others. But hm, sometimes, we don't hold steadfast to our dislike of these things. In short, we often commit the very same mistakes/do the very same things that we criticize others for doing. Kind of like 旁观者清. In a way la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is interesting how some people are able to see through people and understand people so well. I wish I could do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-6582972990767123562?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/6582972990767123562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=6582972990767123562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6582972990767123562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6582972990767123562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/10/eh-tayjia-your-ask-questions-thingy-got.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-4225573337367473051</id><published>2011-09-30T21:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T23:23:01.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Prelims are over. And for quite a while already now. I don't dare hope for satisfactory results, because I know. And results aren't meant to be compared with other people's results. It is meant to be compared with your past results - whether you improved or not. I just hope the disappointments will be enough to drive me for the next month to not let history repeat itself. And for whatever improvements to motivate continued improvements. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel like continuing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. I'm just feeling angsty and this feeling shall pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angryangryangryangryangryangryangry. screw it la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have more or less chilled. Don't know why I got so fed up. Culmination of many things and then the straw that broke the camel's back. lol. Oh wells. No more facebook for the weekend, and I hope I can keep to that. Or actually I should just swear off the internet too. And it'll be troubles begone. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just feeling dumb for wasting the whole evening away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-4225573337367473051?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/4225573337367473051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=4225573337367473051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/4225573337367473051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/4225573337367473051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/09/prelims-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-581406274374859244</id><published>2011-09-30T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T00:11:07.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Angry with myself ): I lost the free milo from the monopoly thingo. Saddddd!!! This is really dumb, because either 1. it dropped out when I took my money out from the wallet or 2. it was stuck to the piece of entry proof i used as rough paper today and threw away. Argh. I'll get over it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to finish the class messages oh man. It needs to be quiet and no one around before I can do it. And it takes ages. And I'm stuck at a particular someone I don't interact with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP was satisfactory I suppose. Sighed a sigh of relief, so yeap. Hope this trend of improvement continues *crosses fingers. And (: it is really kinda awesome to see fellow classmates doing well. heehee. Plus the compo, hope we'll all pass! &gt;&lt; Speaking of that, apparently crossing fingers used to be done between two people for luck. Something like hooking pinkies. Cool. Wanted to sleep by twelve, but I doubt I will. Interesting dream last night. About real people! Some sqdms were inside and some other people. Some event like csm was happening. And a group of us were supposedly going to compete and I apparently made my teammates or opponents (can't remember which) promise something. And I was super insistent o.o Interesting. I didn't realize I dreamt until a good 20++ minutes after I woke up, as I was walking to the bustop. Didn't sleep well anyway. It felt like the first day of school. And there was just some kind of apprehension, the typical kind. Which is kind of dumb, because I had not gotten such insomnia since ages. And tayjia, very logical meh? Haha logical is such a weird word to describe. Anyway, yeap I miss those times. But hanging out with sqdms is kinda like the nanyang times (: heh most of the time la, oops haha. Oh and the trust quote was from a friend's twitter, just to make things clear. Should I apply.. hm. &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RbmU80PuooA/ToSX9VqQ6AI/AAAAAAAAAPU/j5Km0U-XMpI/s1600/teletubbies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RbmU80PuooA/ToSX9VqQ6AI/AAAAAAAAAPU/j5Km0U-XMpI/s320/teletubbies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oywD8a7zzyQ/ToSYCv4fI1I/AAAAAAAAAPc/BrQA1t1EVZ4/s1600/sailormoon.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oywD8a7zzyQ/ToSYCv4fI1I/AAAAAAAAAPc/BrQA1t1EVZ4/s320/sailormoon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the teletubbies is kinda cool. childhood memories. oh gosh haha. those were the times. aiyer. the sailormoon thingy is supposed to be a gif. oh wells. but that was so long ago too. I think my dad threw away my sailormoon discs. How it loved it then hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-581406274374859244?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/581406274374859244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=581406274374859244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/581406274374859244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/581406274374859244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/09/angry-with-myself-i-lost-free-milo-from.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RbmU80PuooA/ToSX9VqQ6AI/AAAAAAAAAPU/j5Km0U-XMpI/s72-c/teletubbies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001618536046874909.post-7129993200799396275</id><published>2011-09-28T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T00:27:46.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Places have meaning only because of the people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a wonderful day out with squadmates+2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah sudden big wind. Scary. And it started raining. Love the smell of rain. I have been wanting to walk in the rain, but I suppose that will have to wait till after 'A's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school in the morning and saw the uprooted tree. I was just thinking what kind of wind+rain that had to be the night before. Went to dalt room and chatted with bio sqdms and subsequently meichun. Went to library at 9.30 to start revision, and got restless by 1130. Went down and sqdms started playing truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics was reasonable I suppose. But I wasn't in the best condition. Restless, maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed down to orchard. katherine and jiayuin were super funny. Especially about some stuff. haha. Hung around. Nothing much really. Dinner was my favorite, besides the random standing-at-a-corner-and-gossiping moments at h&amp;m. We should really have just found a place to sit and talk. Next time just go kap can? MRT ride back home was :) too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't feel like all that happened only yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day more before going back to school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making someone's day makes your day too (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, some things just have a reverse psychology effect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this quote on tumblr. "Trust is like paper. Once it's crumpled, it can't be perfect again." How true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was talking to guochen a while back. And I was just saying that most people probably have some idea of what they want. Subconsciously or consciously. Maybe all we need is just some sort of affirmation. And well, I hope I know what I'm doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should start planning and counting down. Like now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've changed. We've all changed. For better? For worse? I don't know ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, posted because I came across &lt;a href="http://leilockheart.tumblr.com/post/10726508760/how-to-make-google-translate-beatbox"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; on tumblr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;How to make Google Beatbox&lt;br /&gt;1) Go to translate.google.com&lt;br /&gt;2) Set the translator to translate German to English&lt;br /&gt;3) Copy + paste the following into the translate box: pv zk pv pv zk pv zk kz zk pv pv pv zk pv zk zk pzk pzk pvzkpkzvpvzk kkkkkk bsch&lt;br /&gt;4) Click the listen button&lt;br /&gt;5) Be amazed =)&lt;/blockquote&gt;So funny and cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-7129993200799396275?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/7129993200799396275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=7129993200799396275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/7129993200799396275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/7129993200799396275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/09/places-have-meaning-only-because-of.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-6671156654914754848</id><published>2011-09-25T14:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T14:03:19.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Too quiet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 怕只怕不习惯慢慢变成习惯&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-6671156654914754848?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/6671156654914754848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=6671156654914754848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6671156654914754848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6671156654914754848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/09/1.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-298961957805191818</id><published>2011-09-24T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T00:34:31.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am devastated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can laughing die! Such a 冤枉死 somemore, sighs. The show generally is still very nice though. HK police shows are imba. Or rather, police shows are imba, haha. I am still quite sad that I didn't watch clif. Back to the show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is better than the second one. Enjoyed the first one, but the second one was ... if I remember rightly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughing and liwen are my favorite characters in this show. boqiao looks good in o-ji, but just kind of pales in comparison. He was my fav character in the first show, and I was just urgh at liwen then haha. The characters are different now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show is interesting. Actually jiangshixiao kind of epitomizes the idea of how a person has multiple facets to his/her personality, something missong has mentioned multiple times. He is nice and yet so evil. He is clever though. Cunning, maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tempted to buy a dvd set. There's a sale. Maybe I will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for a levels to end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went running with stephpang today. It was funny. But nice too. And had a nice long chat on the buses (: hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because stephpang xian1 yue1 wo3, didn't go out with the class. And I realized that I went for very little class stuff. Okay actually I realized that long ago. Things just don't happen to happen at the right time. 就是这样&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to monday. It will be a day of (: before the craziness starts again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crafting the messages for the class now. And 有些人的我真的不知该写什么 and I am trying hard not to write the duh-of-course kind-of-stuff. And this is quite bad of me, but there's also the problem of trying to think of something for people whom I don't know will take it properly or simply consider this whole idea as a joke. Then it becomes pretty meaningless and maybe even a waste of time. It is going to take a loooonnnnng while. And still need to write out aiyo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is going to be a long day. Probably one of the longest days this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I will have self-control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-298961957805191818?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/298961957805191818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=298961957805191818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/298961957805191818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/298961957805191818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-am-devastated.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-6711042800518678725</id><published>2011-09-22T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T21:39:05.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a good day (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math seemed better this time round. For me la. I think I'm more mentally prepared this time. Like I was thinking and I realized that I was quite huang (kinda) for paper 1. So yea... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, didn't go run. Sat around with claire until she had to leave for cse. And hm. Then I left early for cck. Saw melia on the way to beauty world and later saw gao at the library, pleasant surprises haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read two books (: One was about Audrey Hepburn. Something like a biography. The text was rather short and mostly pictures. It was interesting though some parts gave me the chills. Another was the play kind of book, by the author of emilyofemeraldhill if I remember correctly. It was interesting, but I just can't appreciate such things, so oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And borrowed another three books woohoo. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I realized I have not went for a morning assembly since GP paper. I think. That was a memorable morning assembly :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watched johnnyenglishreborn with sister (: It was super funny! &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;SPOILER ALERT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;My favourite part was the chair part. I laughed until my stomach hurt. It was crazy funny. Most unliked part was the one where he revived. So dotdotdot. I mean like whaaatttt?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommend the movie anyway (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half tempted not to post this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song for today. The lyrics are kinda like a break-up song. And whilst I generally avoid such songs, I think this rendition is absolutely amazing. It's my calm-down-song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="399" height="224" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Swunvk7MJhs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-6711042800518678725?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/6711042800518678725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=6711042800518678725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6711042800518678725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6711042800518678725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/09/today-was-good-day-math-seemed-better.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Swunvk7MJhs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001618536046874909.post-6201686435835851908</id><published>2011-09-19T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T23:30:24.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hm. This shall be a quick short post of fleeting thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My right thumb and index finger are hurting bad from econs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMG OUR SHANGHAI HOST FRM SEC 3 EMAILED! (: (: (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the class. Econs paper is kindof like the funnest because there are these hang-around-with-classmates-time before and after the paper, unlike when it is in the hall for every other paper ): where everyone just san4 immediately. But sighs, times like this are gonna be rare, and rarer, and rarer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been spending time with sqdms recently because of going to dalt room to chope the socket. Heh. How to say this? But the atmosphere is nice. Argh, can't express that feeling properly. Just the feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss ploty too. It feels like ages since we went out, and I think it actually has been ages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, okay, I miss seeing friends around. Probably triggered by stephpang. But yea, feeling so out of touch with some people and it just doesn't feel right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drastic changes. It is never going to be the same again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do things change. Slowly, bit by bit, so slow that you don't realize. But it changes. And suddenly, everything just becomes so foreign. How did things turn out this way. Applies to many things hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end off, this was koped from &lt;a href="http://keepembracinglife.tumblr.com/post/10354816846/haha"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Not true but funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JZ_zWbIxyy0/Tndf-n6bqDI/AAAAAAAAAPM/yg9I8SSbVJY/s1600/pms.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JZ_zWbIxyy0/Tndf-n6bqDI/AAAAAAAAAPM/yg9I8SSbVJY/s320/pms.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-6201686435835851908?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/6201686435835851908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=6201686435835851908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6201686435835851908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6201686435835851908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/09/hm.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JZ_zWbIxyy0/Tndf-n6bqDI/AAAAAAAAAPM/yg9I8SSbVJY/s72-c/pms.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001618536046874909.post-4722354697488279422</id><published>2011-09-15T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T21:24:58.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Prelims feels like it is almost over hohoho. I am sososo thankful that the timetable was changed. I would not have been able to manage it at all if it was econs+history twice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time these few days, it occurred to me how important prelims is. For all the applications. It's the prelims results that you'll be sending, no? Sighs. It's blah. I think I will underperform ._. which is annoying because I know it was not my best effort and argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you know how sports people get sports injuries. I think students get study-related injuries too. Chronic backache + elbow-ache + neck-ache + wrist-ache + I'm cracking all over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs was lol. The trend question was ._. because I did not think before answering. intl history was bad-okay because I did not have a choice for essays, but sbq was my longest attempt. math was okay, I guess. Careless mistakes will be my downfall. Whilst revising for history, it suddenly occurred to me that I committed a careless mistake. SEA was bad-okay because again, I did not have a choice for essays. Hope sbq will be fine. I think I wasn't clear-headed enough. I should have done ntlst achievements before economic dvlpment. Didn't study for it, but the content is in the lt memory already, so it would have been much better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 mooncake (: Haven't had enough of the snowskin ones, and there aren't anymore left. In any case, I gotta cut down on intake and increase output.Almost forgot. Laughter is the best medicine. Wanted to put a gif, but apparently it doesnt work. &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ngymVE5fLI/TnH8lJqFYcI/AAAAAAAAAPE/1CIdMEL031w/s1600/h2o2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="243" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ngymVE5fLI/TnH8lJqFYcI/AAAAAAAAAPE/1CIdMEL031w/s320/h2o2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Old joke, but always funny (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-4722354697488279422?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/4722354697488279422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=4722354697488279422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/4722354697488279422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/4722354697488279422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/09/prelims-feels-like-it-is-almost-over.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ngymVE5fLI/TnH8lJqFYcI/AAAAAAAAAPE/1CIdMEL031w/s72-c/h2o2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001618536046874909.post-3879118872494987436</id><published>2011-09-11T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T01:48:12.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inevitably, people tend to compare. 为什么她/他有的我没有？为什么她/他得得到我却不行？I admit that I do compare to. But I wish people were more clear that no one is perfect, that different people have different standards (set by themselves for themselves), different aspirations, different dreams. What someone hold dear may be nothing or even less than nothing in another person's eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have expressed before that I think studies aren't everything. And well, I realized that I have not been exactly kept to this belief. Now I will, I suppose. If you are clear about what you want, which I think you do, then I suppose that is good for you, not that you will ever see this. Or I hope. It is none of my business anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, just to lighten this up a little. A math question (: &lt;br /&gt;[which I remember stella asking in class last year haha]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You saw a shirt for $97. You didn’t have the cash, so you borrowed $50 from your mum and $50 from your dad = $100. You bought the shirt, and had $3 change. You gave your dad $1 and your mum $1 and kept the other $1 for yourself. Now you owe your mum $49 and your dad $49. 49+49 = 98 + your $1 = 99. Where is the missing $1?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-3879118872494987436?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/3879118872494987436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=3879118872494987436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3879118872494987436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3879118872494987436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-is-late.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-3372198737538061597</id><published>2011-09-10T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T16:06:45.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seventeen/Eighteen year olds playing catching? Well, that's okay. But in the reading room? dotdotdot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreamt about ploty. it was some camp-like thing, like graces camp. i think we could like choose where to go or something and we went into this huge audi and went to the back and hung around, like we always do. then the teacher came and said we needed to go off for lunch, and for some reason i had to leave the group. so i did. then i realized that i didn't take my belongings! including my phone :o and i didn't know where they were, so I went to this public phone, which miraculously allowed me to call melia. I can memorize her number even in my dreams. cool~ And then somehow I was on this bus cruising down the road and I saw this restaurant which apparently the school brought us to before. hm, come to think of it, the restaurant feels like the place we had our first meal in germany during the sch trip last yr :o anw I can't remember anything else. I think I woke up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided. As much as I want to watch the dalt performance, no MAF. I don't like the hype anyways. Have not done any work since I reached home yesterday night because I had to chill, so now it's time to get back on track. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to liven up the space. This is a bit disgusting, but kinda funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u2PU-dEVLrI/TmsaZS8nTyI/AAAAAAAAAO0/rZAwnWPVTk8/s1600/blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="254" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u2PU-dEVLrI/TmsaZS8nTyI/AAAAAAAAAO0/rZAwnWPVTk8/s320/blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from &lt;a href="http://www.passiveaggressivenotes.com/2011/07/12/opposite-day/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-3372198737538061597?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/3372198737538061597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=3372198737538061597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3372198737538061597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3372198737538061597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/09/seventeeneighteen-year-olds-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u2PU-dEVLrI/TmsaZS8nTyI/AAAAAAAAAO0/rZAwnWPVTk8/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001618536046874909.post-7938717119722931883</id><published>2011-09-09T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T00:01:33.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It baffles me how people who study in the reading room can don't realize that the window pane isn't exactly soundproof, and that people inside can actually see you outside. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way, it is kind of sad how people blog less during exam time. It is as though there's nothing to blog about. Oh maybe there isn't. Because life is just studying. Well, that's sad too. &lt;br /&gt;Hm, this is the second day straight that I've been reminded of yq's post about studying makes us less of a person. Just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing how people can harp on certain stuff for ages. It's going to be two years and you are still on that topic. It is not like I can change anything now. grah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-control. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, should I go for maf? I want to see the dalt performance. It will be the first time I actually watched a dalt performance since dunnowhen. 看着办吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very unproductive still. blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-7938717119722931883?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/7938717119722931883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=7938717119722931883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/7938717119722931883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/7938717119722931883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-baffles-me-how-people-who-study-in.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-1549169540015684488</id><published>2011-09-07T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T00:05:21.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am a little creeped out by something. And my dream. Some time this afternoon, I realized that last night I dreamt that I asked mrong whether it would be more convenient to clarify stuff with him through the email or whether I should book a consult. And he said either is fine. Is that a sign? It is funny in a way, but dreaming of these things is such a sad thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll email. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the middle of the sept holidays already. And I'm not half done. Far from it actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will reward myself to a book after prelims, or maybe two. I haven't read in ages and it isn't easy to not succumb to the temptation to go to the library and borrow a few books and read all day and ignore all this. But no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to find a way to stay awake in the afternoon. And be productive. Can't possibly be a night owl. That reminds me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-1549169540015684488?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/1549169540015684488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=1549169540015684488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1549169540015684488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1549169540015684488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-am-little-creeped-out-by-something.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-7067579138121544954</id><published>2011-09-03T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T23:33:45.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything's so vague in intl history that it is so annoying. argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wanted to post because I remembered something else I forgot yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;At the library. There was also this bunch of stupid guys running around, making noise, and worst of all, spraying deodorant for fun! Who the hell sprays that for fun! In an air-conditioned, enclosed, public space! And ohgosh, it was so smelly, it should be called an odorant instead. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-7067579138121544954?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/7067579138121544954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=7067579138121544954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/7067579138121544954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/7067579138121544954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/09/everythings-so-vague-in-intl-history.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-4444114138952885021</id><published>2011-09-02T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T22:18:11.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It occurred to me for a while that this is almost like the same thing all over again. But to a different person, a different kind of frustration, a different degree of severity involved. And then it didn't seem that similar anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to be a lot more productive than this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the library today. And I am more-than-shocked-but-less-than-appalled. Choping a seat, no, make that two seats, for three hours? (PS. Suddenly thought of the choping the table thing from the other day haha) I won't even agree to help chope in the first place, nor would I dare to ask someone chope for me. 3 whole hours eh! People come and go already please. Oh gosh. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-4444114138952885021?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/4444114138952885021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=4444114138952885021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/4444114138952885021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/4444114138952885021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-occurred-to-me-for-while-that-this.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-9047952428854062119</id><published>2011-09-01T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T23:43:09.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tired plus a bit lazy to write. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to pri sch to meet lulaoshi and mrkong in the morning made my day! I was still rather hesitant in the morning because I had not visited since sec 1 :o and I felt so bad, but I am so glad I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to say happy teachers' day to miss ong. Haha it was funny because we went into the staffroom and kindof 'scared' her from the back. We put mrtan's board at his desk and when we saw him later, somehow we managed to convince him that we didn't bring it. It was so funny but so bad, because he was really sad. erps haha. And mrleong was so happy. It didn't exactly occur to me then, but I thought of it later and tada the fbmsg kinda proves it. mrteh's board. Met a11, and well... All I can say is that omg I'm so proud of us. And mrlow's board. haha it was funny (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to nanyang but I didn't manage to catch any teachers. Oh wells. The walk back was (: I love walking alone. OTOT. And the serenity. And I can actually think about stuff, unlike when running (esp on the track). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-9047952428854062119?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/9047952428854062119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=9047952428854062119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/9047952428854062119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/9047952428854062119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/09/tired-plus-bit-lazy-to-write.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-5314334459511843750</id><published>2011-09-01T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T00:42:37.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I declare that I absolutely hate running on the track. Ran a 2.4 today at an ultraaaa slow pace. (Oh no my yakult almost got frozen!) And I felt that I wasn't running properly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP is hopefully okay... I don't know. Well at least the mental state was kinda there, which I suppose is a good start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlight of the day was after morning assembly when missong asked us to stay back. I thought she was going to remind us about what to take note of, but it turned out that she just wanted to say a few words of encouragement and she made caleb and sisi do so too, before getting us to do a whoosh. And the whole time we were in a smaallll circle our hands in the center. It was ... nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paper itself wasn't boring either actually. junxiang was epic - sit at the wrong seat. And his story about mr lee was hilarious la! And I asked for a piece of paper, without realizing that it was 10 seconds before the end -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But heroes...? Seriously. AQ was a bit screwed up though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我太多事了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now that GP is over, the real battle has begun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though oops I took another excessively long nap, sighs. Discipline. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-5314334459511843750?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/5314334459511843750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=5314334459511843750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/5314334459511843750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/5314334459511843750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-declare-that-i-absolutely-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-5310752067300688097</id><published>2011-08-30T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T23:48:28.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm stuck. Writing notes for the class. And I am only one-third done. I estimate that I need ten minutes for each note and it is getting close to midnight. And nowhere am I close to feeling prepared for the GP paper that is due to being in less than nine hours time. I almost feel like swearing. Surprisingly, I am actually not freaking out. I am so calm that it kind of scares me. Have I gotten to the stage where I no longer care? The way I have been so nonchalant about the many academic disappointments this year. If this had happened a few years ago, or maybe even a year ago, I might have broken down, I don't know. It definitely isn't a good sign. Hm, I realized I have strayed. The way I have done countless times these past few days. I cannot afford to do so anymore. I have not started my revision on anything else beyond what has been done in class and lectures for math and physics. Not that I feel like doing so, and this is the real problem. What happened to me, I wonder. I strayed again. I wanted to say that the writing of notes has brought to mind how sad it is that one and a half years of being in the same class has not given sufficient non-superficial interaction to write a few lines of non-typical and sincere words. It has also highlighted how severely limited by vocabulary is, when "nice" is the only word I can think of to describe some people who deserve way more. This is quite a bad post because I am too lazy to paragraph it properly. People like pinky are going to hate reading such a post. That brings to mind the fact that statcounter and blogger register different statistics. It is interesting to know that people still visit, because in no way I can imagine myself wanting to read my posts if I wasn't me. The last part sounds kind of convoluted. On a random note, recently, I have somehow taken to laughing out loud when I read something ridiculous or funny. It is such a joy, but oh gosh, it can be so embarrassing at times and I hope that doesn't happen tomorrow. This reminds me of cuisheng's hahaha during block test two. I feel like I am not posting the way I normally do today. And great, I spent 15 minutes typing this. Back to note writing? Or GP? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-5310752067300688097?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/5310752067300688097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=5310752067300688097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/5310752067300688097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/5310752067300688097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-stuck.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-6492812991394744</id><published>2011-08-28T18:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T23:34:31.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is time to settle down and focus on the thing of utmost immediate concern - studies. It has long been time to do so. ARGH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ... As much as I do not like to go out, the house is really an extremely un-conducive place to study! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need and I want to learn how to meditate ): haha. I need to calm down and chill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-6492812991394744?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/6492812991394744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=6492812991394744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6492812991394744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6492812991394744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/08/it-is-time-to-settle-down-and-focus-on.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-2519784549613200395</id><published>2011-08-28T12:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T12:45:08.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://amitaytweeto.com/thequietplace/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a hint. Oh scrap that. More hints please. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-2519784549613200395?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/2519784549613200395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=2519784549613200395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2519784549613200395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2519784549613200395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/08/httpamitaytweeto.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-8889882474636805865</id><published>2011-08-26T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T00:39:03.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohnoiamreallygoingtomisstheclassalotalot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-8889882474636805865?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/8889882474636805865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=8889882474636805865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/8889882474636805865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/8889882474636805865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/08/ohnoiamreallygoingtomisstheclassalotalo.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-3323103568227493565</id><published>2011-08-24T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T00:56:48.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The idea of confirmation bias is a really interesting one. The way things so seemingly 单纯 can be interpreted as something else altogether. It's scary in a way. And it's just proof of how subjective we all are, which is another kinda sad thing. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-3323103568227493565?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/3323103568227493565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=3323103568227493565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3323103568227493565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3323103568227493565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/08/idea-of-confirmation-bias-is-really.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-1777714108119651079</id><published>2011-08-23T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T22:48:29.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh no! the spammers have invaded shoutbox too :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-1777714108119651079?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/1777714108119651079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=1777714108119651079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1777714108119651079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1777714108119651079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-no-spammers-have-invaded-shoutbox.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-4968654042071049264</id><published>2011-08-21T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T21:45:29.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Clearing my backlog of articles to read and haha &lt;a href="http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/the-good-life/201108/dealing-e-mail-the-24-hour-rule"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is kinda funny, but not that 'big' a thing to save it, so onto the blog it goes (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I want to get the "I don't friend you" notebook/journal it's so cute haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I'm in a good mood today, though theoretically I shouldn't be. Arab-Israeli test looming and so is GP and so are econs and hist. Oh wells. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-4968654042071049264?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/4968654042071049264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=4968654042071049264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/4968654042071049264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/4968654042071049264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/08/clearing-my-backlog-of-articles-to-read.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-3630393545745571266</id><published>2011-08-21T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T00:31:11.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hm actually I realized that the Guest is somewhat annoying. Not that I'm angry, but if you have the guts to tag, then tag in your own name la. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-3630393545745571266?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/3630393545745571266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=3630393545745571266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3630393545745571266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3630393545745571266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/08/hm-actually-i-realized-that-guest-is.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-3522497461934853306</id><published>2011-08-11T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T19:54:56.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just to clear &lt;a href="http://sg.yahoo.matchmove.com/news/article/a-fathers-message-from-beyond-the-grave"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; from my saved tabs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A FATHER'S RULES FOR FINDING FULFILLMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be courteous, be punctual, always say please and thank you, and be sure to hold your knife and fork properly. Others take their cue on how to treat you from your manners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be kind, considerate and compassionate when others are in trouble, even if you have problems of your own. Others will admire your selflessness and will help you in due course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show moral courage. Do what is right, even if that makes you unpopular. I always thought it important to be able to look at myself in the shaving mirror every morning and not feel guilt or remorse. I depart this world with a pretty clear conscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show humility. Stand your ground but pause to reflect on what the other side are saying, and back off when you know you are wrong. Never worry about losing face. That only happens when you are pig-headed.&lt;br /&gt;Learn from your mistakes. You will make plenty so use them as a learning tool. If you keep making the same mistake or run into a problem, you’re doing something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid disparaging someone to a third party; it is only you who will look bad. If you have a problem with someone, tell them face to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold fire! If someone crosses you, don’t react immediately. Once you say something it can never be taken back, and most people deserve a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun. If this involves taking risks, so be it. If you get caught, hold your hands up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give to charity and help those who are less fortunate than yourselves: it’s easy and so rewarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always look on the upside! The glass is half full, never half empty. Every adversity has a silver lining if you seek it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make it your instinct always to say ‘yes’. Look for reasons to do something, not reasons to say no. Your friends will cherish you for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be canny: you will get more of what you want if you can give someone more of what they desire. Compromise can be king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always accept a party invitation. You may not want to go, but they want you there. Show them courtesy and respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ever let a friend down. I would bury bodies for my friends, if they asked me to . . . which is why I have chosen them carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always tip for good service. It shows respect. But never reward poor service. Poor service is insulting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always treat those you meet as your social equal, whether they are above or below your station in life. For those above you, show due deference, but don’t be a sycophant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always respect age, as age equals wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be prepared to put the interests of your sibling first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be proud of who you are and where you come from, but open your mind to other cultures and languages. When you begin to travel (as I hope you will), you’ll learn that your place in the world is both vital and insignificant. Don’t get too big for your breeches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be ambitious, but not nakedly so. Be prepared to back your assertions with craftsmanship and hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live every day to its full: do something that makes you smile or laugh, and avoid procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give of your best at school. Some teachers forget that pupils need incentives. So if your teacher doesn’t give you one, devise your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always pay the most you can afford. Never skimp on hotels, clothing, shoes, make-up or jewellery. But always look for a deal. You get what you pay for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never give up! My two little soldiers have no dad, but you are brave, big-hearted, fit and strong. You are also loved by an immensely kind and supportive team of family and friends. You make your own good fortune, my children, so battle on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never feel sorry for yourself, or at least don’t do it for long. Crying doesn’t make things better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look after your body and it will look after you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn a language, or at least try. Never engage a person abroad in conversation without first greeting them in their own language; by all means ask if they speak English!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, cherish your mother, and take very good care of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you both with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy x&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a really touching story and yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess people actually do know what they want, either subconsciously or consciously. And I suppose we are just all afraid of the consequences. Hm, consequences is a weird word to use. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-3522497461934853306?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/3522497461934853306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=3522497461934853306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3522497461934853306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3522497461934853306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-to-clear-this-from-my-saved-tabs.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-2680583805939901441</id><published>2011-08-10T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T23:05:18.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Never perfect the perfection&lt;br /&gt;Life is meant to fail&lt;br /&gt;Never forget your direction&lt;br /&gt;Keep an open sail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-2680583805939901441?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/2680583805939901441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=2680583805939901441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2680583805939901441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2680583805939901441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/08/never-perfect-perfection-life-is-meant.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-7291268398326439571</id><published>2011-08-10T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T19:48:14.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hm, happy national day? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was celebrations, which was quite zz in general, besides the spending-time-with-friends part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the parade and military band performance and I'm still sore about it. Particularly since it's not like I missed it for something meaningful. Or rather I didn't actually miss it for &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert itself was pretty okay I guess. Juniors performance was not bad and they didn't break any plates. mo was saying that they thought the ceramic plates were plastered to their hands until they transferred the plates to their heads. haha. It was quite a good performance I guess. And the costume is finally different! Significantly different rather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed most of the we are singaporeans quiz, but I'm not interested in it anyway. It's nice to watch performances but not this kind of stuff. Anyway I only like the wearesingaporeans segment on the noose coz it's so funny, but not the game show itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back for the mass singing with yenmyjingrongyeephon and it was so funny! The session was short though. I preferred last year's sing-a-long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was hm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the ndp parade on tv. And I concluded that my favorite part of the whole thing is the parade! And the favorite part of the parade is where the goh contingents march out to the tune of tenterasingapura. All this simply because there are memories attached to drills and to the tune itself, haha. This year's parade is so cool omg!! I love the part where they march towards the audience! And the inspection part where the ugs will wave their flags is actually quite cool too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that sylviaratonel didnt actually appear on stage at all, to perform the song. Interesting. But this year's song is nice! Tear-inducing though, in a way, especially with the mv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just randomly thinking. Do you have to have a reason to like something. I mean it's weird to like something because of a characteristic that something has. But it's also weird in a way to like something for no reason. Hm./? This thought is probably 'induced' by the funny philosophy book I attempted to read a few years back, when I actually had the luxury to visit the library weekly and to read. Those were the days. I'm straying from the topic. This is pretty incoherent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人与人之间的关系真是复杂。真与假，爱与恨，it's only a thin fine line that separates them，有时好难分辨。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-7291268398326439571?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/7291268398326439571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=7291268398326439571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/7291268398326439571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/7291268398326439571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/08/hm-happy-national-day-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-8733152693961380488</id><published>2011-08-08T22:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T23:08:01.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This will be a short one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a backyard with a starry sky, coz I want to lie there, look at the sky and just chill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, though, all I need is some solitude. The kind where everyone in the house has gone to bed. And there's this nice peacefulness and silence around. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-8733152693961380488?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/8733152693961380488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=8733152693961380488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/8733152693961380488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/8733152693961380488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-will-be-short-one.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-8034036417017799641</id><published>2011-08-02T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T23:32:28.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two years is waayyy toooooo short. So much can happen and yet so little can happen. That probably won't make sense to anyone but myself though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs today could have been better. It's (not) funny how it's so much easier to get past the inertia for maths. And possibly to some degree physics. But absolutely not for econs and hist. I guess it all boils down to ability and preference and the laws of motion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a bit freaky. Took a nap on the chair and set 5 alarms so that I would not have an unintentionally extended nap. To no avail. Woke up on the bed 4 hours later, with no idea how I got there and with no impression of hearing the alarm. Oh gosh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this morning I half freaked out, because on the way to the bus-stop there was this old man sitting alone at the badminton court. It was just freaky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala~ I have this budding suspicion. Make that two. But I'm just going to leave it as it is, because I'll probably be happier/more at ease being ignorant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a happy day, I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-8034036417017799641?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/8034036417017799641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=8034036417017799641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/8034036417017799641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/8034036417017799641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/08/two-years-is-waayyy-toooooo-short.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-2497672871705343642</id><published>2011-07-30T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T23:56:07.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So yesterday, after finishing the post and everything and right before I was going to go to sleep, I remembered something that I wanted to post but forgot. Haha. It's about something mt said in class. About how the thing he feared the most was to go into an exam knowing that there's something he isn't sure of. Agreed and I was thinking that it's more scary to go into an exam knowing that you aren't sure of something and yet be so calm and orhokay about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today wasn't very productive. Flea with sqdms was funny, in the sense that the highlight was at artease, before the flea. Think it started going downhill when we went to the flea... Sort of la. And the ending was really weird. Bought a capsule pen haha and a pencil case (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall resist the temptation to go out from now onwards. Like really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh just saw this thing on facebook. "It's National Book Week. The rules: Grab the closest book to you. Go to page 56. Copy the 5th sentence as your status. Don't mention the book. Post these rules as part of your status." Here's mine: "The logic goes that if Hari Raya is such a big deal among the Malays, it &lt;i&gt;has&lt;/i&gt; to be their new year." Wanted to use another book, but this is the only fiction I have now coz I haven't been to the library. Another temptation to resist. I'm gonna read this book again someday. Struck by Lightning, Singaporean Voices Post-1965. Azhar Ghani, Peh Shing Huei, Laurel Teo and Lydia Lim. It was interesting and some parts were particularly thought provoking but I hadn't really thought through it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm oh ya. The whole thing about the railway. The closing, soon-to-be-gone railway. Honestly speaking, I don't really get it. Shared this with l and she agreed. Don't really plan to visit it because it's not like there's a special significance for me. Yup, that's it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was no internet and no phone, I'll have more life than I do now. Hm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to do that's it's so easy to lose (touch) of things. Too easy, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-2497672871705343642?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/2497672871705343642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=2497672871705343642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2497672871705343642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2497672871705343642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-yesterday-after-finishing-post-and.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-3116941102271514471</id><published>2011-07-30T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T23:18:03.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>typing on the phone now coz i don't want to use the comp and anw i need to use up the battery so that i can charge the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out w sqdms tmr. Hope it'll be fun. Probably will be considering the who. Thinking if i shld join later or something though. considering how i shldnt spend that much since i bought stuff last week too. Good bargains (: haha and the company was (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great i forgot what i actually wanted to blog abt. It'll come along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mt was right in saying how the week has passed v fast, like how it felt like the week barely started and it's ending alrdy. during lunch, i realized it was friday and tmr is sat and it felt like woah where did the week go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;several declarations of how ppl will miss the cls and well yea. I think i'll miss s69 a lot. Was thinking abt it the other day and i came to the conclusn that s69 is the nicest cls i've been in. Sec sch clses were fun but just not as class-like. Not that 69 has been the typical cls. anw actually 1/207 and 3/409 are quite like 69 in terms of the feel, somewhat different but generally the same. Anw ploty is a different issue altgth, just to make it clr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think people-people relatns are rlly interesting actually... Like what ppl think of ppl. What ppl do. How ppl hide/show their emotns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's rlly coool how mo is able to read ppl. well yes she isnt always accurate but i think most of the time she is able to read the emotns of ppl quite well and i think her descriptns of things are usually v apt. And it's rlly interesting and fun to listen to this kind of things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i rmbed. This week has been rather interesting. mo shared some stuff abt herself in cls (not just once!) and it was nice. it felt unexpected though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for blood donatn for first time on thurs. It was ... Interesting i guess..? Um the entire pre-donatn stage was scary and the needle prick is pain! but okay it seemed less painful than i rmbed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat at the chair for quite a while before everything was set up. didnt dare to look at the needles during the injectn though super scary. I think at some pt i was thinking why am i doing this to myself. And anw i was a bit surprised that my iron count passed coz ya just because. Back to the donatn, it was quite funny coz i think i looked a bit weird)retarded at the start because i might have been smiling to myself because it was ticklish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm i think this is a rather long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is snowballing. Gotta get back the energy and the determinatn and the discipline frm start of last yr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am lamenting on the fact that it's so difficult to cultivate friendships. proper ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something just popped up in my mind. Sometimes doing things too much is simply counterproductive. Doing things just for the sake of doing it. Putting it crudely (compre haha), it's just plain dumb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-3116941102271514471?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/3116941102271514471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=3116941102271514471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3116941102271514471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3116941102271514471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/07/typing-on-phone-now-coz-i-dont-want-to_30.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-1507026481054577625</id><published>2011-07-26T20:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T20:30:08.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>心有余而力不足&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-1507026481054577625?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/1507026481054577625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=1507026481054577625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1507026481054577625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1507026481054577625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-4020288914401750374</id><published>2011-07-17T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T19:21:15.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh gosh i feel so nua.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-4020288914401750374?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/4020288914401750374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=4020288914401750374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/4020288914401750374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/4020288914401750374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-gosh-i-feel-so-nua.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-8917260694466747692</id><published>2011-07-17T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T01:06:48.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>有些话想对有些人说，但是说不出口。There are currently two people that I really want to talk to now, (not literally now, but yea...) but I doubt I ever will. Leave it to fate I guess..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawdled my time away. This is so annoying. The way I always end up wasting time whenever there's something tough waiting to be done. No wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I should write more about thurs (: Just the highlights maybe. Went to dominos and stayed there until 5 plus. So long that a staff jokingly asked, when his shift ended, whether we were intending to camp there overnight. lols. we were really wolfing down food at the start. Ong and colegoh came. And ong somehow got bullied into getting a pizza. Onions = 4 wings and cinammon bread, like woah. sticker to remember the day that ended up on tiny's bottle. korean. wolf=waffle. "that's a scary waffle". (Rmbed that during class and friday and haha). Gossiped. Red tape. Lee being epic. Werewolf. Colegoh talking loads. Werewolf without narrator. Letting ong win. Taking polariod. 1-2-3-4-5-6 like zzz. Cannot press button lol fail. Steph trying to give fierce fail and utter fail when we started _. haha. Talking w steph on the bus. Felt like a friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday. Hm. It brought a whole new perspective to things I suppose. I still don't know how exactly I feel, and what exactly the scenario is like. I guess I can only do what I can to the best of my abilities and hope that it adds value or something. Leads me back to the near start of the post. I'll wait for a while more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think small things that people do unconsciously are really way more aww-ish than stuff that are done with the intention to impress, you could say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught up on my sleep on friday afternoon. Took a five hour nap and a good night's sleep. But I think today's going to negate the effects of that :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for two talks today. First one was rather rubbish. Gave a new option, which probably will be discarded soon. Second one was ... hm ... I guess it was rather inspiring, but I'm still not sure. Wish that I could take it easy though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four months. That's an awfully scary thought. Several years of your lifetime depending largely on the results you are going to churn out after these four months. Woah. Okay, technically it isn't exactly a result of four months, more like one and a half years. But now it really depends on these four months, how you choing and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And great I havent done any work today. tyvm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-8917260694466747692?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/8917260694466747692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=8917260694466747692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/8917260694466747692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/8917260694466747692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/07/there-are-currently-two-people-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-2409531945412996943</id><published>2011-07-14T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T21:42:14.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Of all days, it had to be today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, but today was fun. 4 hours of stupidness, laughter, talking, crapping and just hanging out. This is the warm, fuzzy feeling that people talk about haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides ploty, there's probably only with some sqdms that there's this feeling (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. I hope _&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt quite bad about pang-ing the class though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. Physically. Need to sleep. But gotta finish work first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, the colorectal cancer advertisement is pretty cute/aww-ish/funny. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-2409531945412996943?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/2409531945412996943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=2409531945412996943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2409531945412996943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/2409531945412996943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/07/of-all-days-it-had-to-be-today.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-3813884198192456899</id><published>2011-07-10T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T18:33:32.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recommend &lt;a href="http://www.mrbrown.com/blog/2011/06/警徽天职-clif-the-many-faces-of-tay-ping-hui.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; for a de-stresser. It's super funny. Bad kind of funny, but yea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-3813884198192456899?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/3813884198192456899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=3813884198192456899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3813884198192456899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3813884198192456899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/07/recommend-this-for-de-stresser.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-6336617100019021338</id><published>2011-07-07T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T20:24:52.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="382" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/t4fGEMiBOZ4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-6336617100019021338?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/6336617100019021338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=6336617100019021338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6336617100019021338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6336617100019021338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/t4fGEMiBOZ4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001618536046874909.post-8768946351782677745</id><published>2011-07-03T11:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T12:12:01.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sea was baaaddd. like worse than intl. which is sad coz i like the former more. sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally caught up on my daily reads ytd and today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UdNir6VBXkQ/Tg_o4TcMQ5I/AAAAAAAAAOs/F3YdcXjCu-A/s1600/aljaffeetalltales.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UdNir6VBXkQ/Tg_o4TcMQ5I/AAAAAAAAAOs/F3YdcXjCu-A/s400/aljaffeetalltales.jpg" width="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://thedailycrosshatch.com/tag/snappy-answers-to-stupid-questions/"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want "Al Jaffee's Snappy Answers to Stupid Questions"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-8768946351782677745?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UdNir6VBXkQ/Tg_o4TcMQ5I/AAAAAAAAAOs/F3YdcXjCu-A/s72-c/aljaffeetalltales.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001618536046874909.post-1725594030213537445</id><published>2011-06-27T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T14:33:21.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>有时候，我们也应该慢下脚步，享受当下。&lt;br /&gt;为何总是要匆匆忙忙的呢？赶什么嘛！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-1725594030213537445?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/1725594030213537445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=1725594030213537445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1725594030213537445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/1725594030213537445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-880924998571577217</id><published>2011-06-26T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T23:25:45.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Plan to sleep at 11 failed utterly.&lt;br /&gt;Back to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Never really felt away actually, except for that 6 days (: &lt;br /&gt;I'm anticipating the end of a levels lol &lt;br /&gt;Gotta get past the next few days first.&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be hell and I'm freaking out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-880924998571577217?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/880924998571577217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=880924998571577217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/880924998571577217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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I went to the dentist in the morning and I decided that one of the things I'll miss most from being a student is the sdc lol. The dentist was awfully nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-79874343821674108?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/79874343821674108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=79874343821674108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/79874343821674108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/79874343821674108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/06/thanks-jung-youre-like-only-active.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-6513223555657284840</id><published>2011-06-17T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T19:18:21.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10 days to block test and I'm so screwed. I am not in the mood for studying, for block tests or for school. All I did today was to edit 1 history essay. Kudos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I wanna do: &lt;br /&gt;1) Shop!&lt;br /&gt;2) Hang out and party with friends&lt;br /&gt;3) Listen to my music&lt;br /&gt;4) Stare at a starry sky&lt;br /&gt;5) Exercise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thought of the countdown gives me the chills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-6513223555657284840?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/6513223555657284840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=6513223555657284840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6513223555657284840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6513223555657284840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/06/10-days-to-block-test-and-im-so-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-4442268085722785694</id><published>2011-06-13T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T17:27:40.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The trip was fun. Not a typical one, but oh wells. Right from day one we were woah-ed. Brief overview: flowers, k-box, cockroach-become-cockroaches!, mani-pedi, school, chairs, english, jelly, wangwang, lychee, alotof-funny-things-at-restaurants, party, table football, beach, pool basketball, slide, mantou, staying-up-overnight-fail, going-crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now it's back to reality. But the mind is not willing to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comeon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, woohoo I got tanned!(: Looks a bit funny though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to ppc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-4442268085722785694?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/4442268085722785694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=4442268085722785694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/4442268085722785694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/4442268085722785694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/06/trip-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-3832741438156899339</id><published>2011-06-03T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T20:56:35.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>extended nap :o&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck&lt;br /&gt;haha (: &lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;if only &lt;br /&gt;it has been ages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o that's a nice shape haha. so long~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-3832741438156899339?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/3832741438156899339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=3832741438156899339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3832741438156899339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/3832741438156899339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/06/extended-nap-o-wish-me-luck-haha-sighs.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-7320827172199923820</id><published>2011-06-01T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T23:37:35.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. thresholds. pls know where to stop, for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. stop giving that black face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. self-control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. hello? people do have eyes and ears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. on a lighter note, I knew it haha,  but so what&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-7320827172199923820?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/7320827172199923820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=7320827172199923820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/7320827172199923820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/7320827172199923820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/06/1.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-5343142049801811325</id><published>2011-05-31T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T22:19:23.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i. The joys of having people you can call friends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii. I wanted to type more, but I shall just leave it at that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iii. Another day wasted :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iv. I need to exercise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v. 4 day to subject tests. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vi. 5 days to haikou..? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vii. nayyaung said something that struck me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;viii. it shouldn't actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ix. thinking too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x. dancenight was good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xi. need to focus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xii. prove them wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiii. ask leh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiv. sighs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-5343142049801811325?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/5343142049801811325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=5343142049801811325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/5343142049801811325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/5343142049801811325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/05/i.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-6141580374587889366</id><published>2011-05-30T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T01:17:37.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, or rather yesterday, was a fun day. I got home much much much later than intended, but I guess it was worth it. Simply the sitting down and gossiping and chatting about everything under the sun made it all worthwhile. Too bad we didn't find the passport photo machine lols. Another highlight was the annoyingly long monopoly deal game. 6 people monodeal is ... tiring. But it was funny hahaha. Oh and there's the cat and the cat. And sharonyeo's radical views on food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's been no confirmation about the 'issue'. I wonder if I should warn the others just in case, or whether things will straighten themselves out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is running out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had all the time in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope tomorrow will be fun and more productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running behind the schedule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lala~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-6141580374587889366?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/6141580374587889366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=6141580374587889366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6141580374587889366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6141580374587889366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/05/today-or-rather-yesterday-was-fun-day.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-6569561969181669337</id><published>2011-05-29T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T01:35:35.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grah I am so irritated. just be glad that I didn't blow things up. I'm going to try and take this calmly and make my case. Even though I have this budding suspicion that there's something else underlying this issue. Which is so ... I don't know what to say, but seriously, 我不是没有自知之明 and I do need a break at times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should talk about the past week, which has been quite eventful and rather enjoyable for several reasons. But it's not going to come out right. So another time, I hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-6569561969181669337?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/6569561969181669337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=6569561969181669337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6569561969181669337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/6569561969181669337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/05/grah-i-am-so-irritated.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-8349685100298457248</id><published>2011-05-24T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T00:22:23.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 random thoughts</title><content type='html'>1. The weather is disgustingly hot. Just by sitting still and typing, I'm sweating like crazy. I stink and I need a cold shower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Global economy grahs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. So irritated with z now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Shit I forgot to reply, and it's so late now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Thinking if I should take a later bus to school. It won't solve the problem though. What should I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I don't want to go school on _! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The greatest joy in sch is to see sqdms or plots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Oops I dao-ed tiny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Back to global economy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-8349685100298457248?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/8349685100298457248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=8349685100298457248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/8349685100298457248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/8349685100298457248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/05/10-random-thoughts.html' title='10 random thoughts'/><author><name>huicong</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-8001618536046874909.post-5267417474713258838</id><published>2011-05-23T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T18:36:45.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think some people have really weird ideas about things in life. Maybe I'll elaborate on this some other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now even more impressed by mrchange after going for the workshop. His experiences are rather amazing and it's really cool and respectable how he is able to see through so many things in life, how willing he is to share, to teach and to help, among some other things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something that I strongly agree with him about: it is not the straight-'A's that excel in the workplace/in life, but rather the 'B's. There's quite some logic behind this, but I don't care to go into this. Anyway, I mentioned this to a friend rather long ago but she disagreed. I still think it's largely true. It may not always be the case, but generally speaking ... yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... PE today was fun, but I enjoyed last week's PE more. Played basketball after PE. It was fun, especially since I had not played since what seems like forever. Hopefully, they will play on wednesday or friday and I'll join them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about wednesday, there's the global economy test, which is so screwed. How I wish I'm adequately prepared for that! If I am, that's 1/3 of history paper one block test settled. Fat hope though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going for the Jurong Lake Run, but I doubt I will. Early bird registration has passed and today is the last day of the normal registration and there's no way I'll do a late registration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more days to the end of the term. I seriously don't see what everyone is happy about. Every day is one day nearer to a levels and yet i'm not 'nearer'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que sara sara. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Pulled out' of arts fest performance. If a had asked me to perform I would have agreed but oh wells. But basic courtesy tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _, everyone would be more _ _ _. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, basketball after school on wednesday is out of the picture. sian. grah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering  if the stat count on blogger is accurate. It's higher than expected I guess. I wonder who reads, besides sqdms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pissed off. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to exercise more. And cut down on junk food. And to stop spending money unnecessarily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in the mood to continue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001618536046874909-5267417474713258838?l=myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/feeds/5267417474713258838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001618536046874909&amp;postID=5267417474713258838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/5267417474713258838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001618536046874909/posts/default/5267417474713258838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myosotisscorpioides.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-think-some-people-have-really-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>huicong</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></feed>
