<?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-35949111</id><updated>2011-12-26T05:32:43.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANTS is there. when you want it.</title><subtitle type='html'>all you need is a friend.
- to miss and to be missed.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-19718315422333241</id><published>2011-10-21T06:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T06:45:03.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You, just you.</title><content type='html'>It's been so long, over a year I guess, since I last walked beside you like that for that long. Everything feels like it was just yesterday, except the feeling's stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not everything can be diluted by time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings just get stronger, it's just a matter of whether positively, or negatively. Even if you try to ignore it, it's still in you and you know it. It's only a matter of recognizing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those reading until now must be pretty much sighing away. But to stop myself, I have to keep those thoughts in my head, even when I see her. To do that, at the end I'll have to ignore her. But it wouldn't make sense of you telling me that I can't be rude and have to just smile, reply when those thoughts are right there in my head! I really tried and I can't do that. It makes me crazier than I already am. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how shining knows why I do what I do but you don't. Probably because that's what I used to do for her too. But I think I probably didn't go to that much extent then. Or probably because you don't know if i'm going to go all emo and not do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i think I hesitate too much?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think people wonder why I like her so much. And what progress do I make to improve our relationship. Yet sometimes, rushing doesn't get us anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm just a guy who's just there. Has been, will be.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true that true friends won't feel awkward when they're with each other. But for me, if we can't talk, we probably won't be good friends. It's not about the awkwardness. I can look at you forever, but you'll be the one feeling awkward, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this isn't relevant but if i can't be good friends with people i can't talk with, what makes you think I'll date someone who won't talk to me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-19718315422333241?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/19718315422333241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/19718315422333241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-just-you.html' title='You, just you.'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-3985405043149895557</id><published>2011-10-21T05:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T05:09:02.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight</title><content type='html'>I can't seem to sleep well since the past month. Being able to sleep only at 1 or 2am and then waking up at 5 or 6am, like last night. Now listening to my mp3 hoping accompanied by the cold weather, I can sleep better. Doubt so Awy. Too much stuff on my mind.&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/35949111-3985405043149895557?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3985405043149895557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3985405043149895557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2011/10/midnight.html' title='Midnight'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-385231885863860971</id><published>2011-10-16T02:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T02:57:09.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past midnight</title><content type='html'>At a time like this,&lt;br /&gt;when you lie down you can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;when you close your eyes but are afraid to dream&lt;br /&gt;when you realise there's just nothing but yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry, be happy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times I have had enough of worrying. Most of the time worrying about things that won't happen, at others worrying about things that I know will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of it, I wonder if i'm just wasting my time worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever come back, if you decides to leave. Don't even turn, don't even take a look. Because the moment you do, you better make sure you don't ever leave. Otherwise, make sure you're far from sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have choices.&lt;br /&gt;To believe, or not.&lt;br /&gt;To trust, or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't teach me what to do, how to do it. Because one day, I may have to use what I learnt from you, on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-385231885863860971?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/385231885863860971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/385231885863860971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2011/10/past-midnight.html' title='Past midnight'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-1377687358924979597</id><published>2011-09-15T21:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T05:32:13.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For you</title><content type='html'>After typing the title, i realised i've never written a blog for anyone except myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there're lots of things on my mind i want to say. but the problem is, whenever i get down to listing them out, they seem to all go into hiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i shall &lt;s&gt;talk&lt;/s&gt; about the top thought on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these nine days have been difficult. struggling, strangling. mainly because of the things that comes into my mind, the things i hear, those eyes i see. not to forget you accompanied with your voice ringing away. painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;she wouldn't bother about you if she doesn't like you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, it's not the disheartening that kills me, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You're like banging your head on the wall.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i have been banging my head on the wall all these while, i must have been stabbing myself for those nine days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Giveup, giveup, just giveup.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget about this kind person chanting away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are just few of the whole lot that was pushed into me for those nine days. but im sure, if they could get that whole lot to me in nine days, they must have said much more in the past year. this shouldn't be the case. i'm sure there are dozens out there not wanting to even hear my name, or perhaps be hearing a topic that includes &lt;s&gt;Anthony Chan&lt;/s&gt;. this was in fact the first thing that came to my mind back in july &lt;s&gt;last year&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, if i &lt;s&gt;ever&lt;/s&gt; publish this post, i won't want you to see it. because you shouldn't know any of this. often, the things we know changes us. it changes our attitude, the way we approach people. i don't want you to use what you know about me, against me. never. please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know what it means when i see those eyes. i don't know if it's because of your shyness, or you intended ignoring state. but it is definitely not the usual ones i see. that's the only reason i keep my eyes on yours more than 3 seconds before i do anything. anything at all. because thereafter you would rise your brows. i always feel a heartmelting sensation whenever that happens. serious. anyways, therefore it would indicate something when there's &lt;s&gt;less than 1 second&lt;/s&gt; of eye contact. how accurate is that? i don't know. i really don't know. but it's deterring. that's definite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure if you ever noticed. usually, i'm the one who initiates conversations with my friends. but with you? i don't know what or where has gone wrong. but it's a fact i miss listening to you. the first day i took train with you and everyone from Dover all the way to &lt;s&gt;Pasir Ris&lt;/s&gt;, was the day i listened, while you shared. it was definitely not yesterday. it seemed to have set the stage for future conversations. perhaps the problem lies with me not being able to strike up a &lt;s&gt;proper&lt;/s&gt; i mean usual conversation with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is definitely easier to text you, than you talk to you in channel possible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, it's really obvious. the eye-contact, the text you send, if you go away from your usual, it's really obvious. i can feel it. either there's something serious you want to say to me, or you're not the one who texted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i keep having these thoughts, these emotions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never ever change what you have been doing in hope that to terminate these thoughts and emotions. because for all you know, it will become worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i realised i don't know you. but whoever has set rules you can't like the girl you don't know? in fact, very long time ago, someone told me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;很好很好的朋友是不可以在一起的。 因为他们太了解对方了。&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how true any of these is. but both statments when interpreted together, doesn't make any sense. at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i come to this point of realisation that i shouldn't listen to anything i hear. which of them are true, which of them aren't? which of them are just pure guesses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We all don't know what she wants/is doing.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side-track abit, i think the whole batam trip team, only mr ho doesn't know. poor him. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's this person i &lt;s&gt;don't&lt;/s&gt; talk to anymore. a better word to use may be avoid. we both know the reason. or perhaps, the whole world already knows. she's another person whom i used to talk to quite a lot and often, who also doesn't know what both of us wants. and for your info, i have been talking as much as i have even before &lt;s&gt;forget it&lt;/s&gt;. this doesn't matter now anymore anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You will find me where you left me.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was what i told her. how much we don't talk now won't change how much we will talk about. we can always talk like we used to, in the possible future. although nothing's definite, it doesn't change anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If you're okay, i'll be okay.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Your burden&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she keeps asking why i keep thinking this way. but i guess not letting go makes you a burden. i can imagine her saying the big, NO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-1377687358924979597?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1377687358924979597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1377687358924979597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2011/09/for-you_15.html' title='For you'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-6995029478376313469</id><published>2011-09-07T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T23:31:15.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good friends are hard-to-get</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2z_R_SFfijk/TmeN7NZgvfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/bmDYanSYa3w/s1600/DSCF4440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2z_R_SFfijk/TmeN7NZgvfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/bmDYanSYa3w/s320/DSCF4440.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649640305908039154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we just need a good friend to be there for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-6995029478376313469?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6995029478376313469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6995029478376313469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2011/09/good-friends-are-hard-to-get.html' title='Good friends are hard-to-get'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2z_R_SFfijk/TmeN7NZgvfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/bmDYanSYa3w/s72-c/DSCF4440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-3749187230682619726</id><published>2011-09-02T21:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T05:32:11.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Craziness</title><content type='html'>I am but a crazy idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read my tweets or facebook status from maybe 1 or 2 years ago, you will realise that i usually complain about others always not being able to understand what i say. though i can't say it isn't the same now. but perhaps i don't talk to those i used to, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always on this journey to understanding people. everyone is different, but if you look closely, they can be pretty similar. it's like mathematics. you have this specific rule you have to memorise, but when you're being tested, the question may be asked in such a way that you have to derive that equation to suit what you have learnt and thereafter use the rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are different in our ways, but always trying to be unique makes us similar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i think i havent answered the craziness part of myself. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's simply because i usually &lt;s&gt;don't think too much of what i do.&lt;/s&gt; i mean, i think so much of what i should do that i simply ignore all of that. deciding to go with my heart and the other side of my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;sometimes, &lt;/s&gt; or rather, all the time, thinking too much makes me stop. it makes me get nothing done. i decided to do away the thinking by telling that part of my brain to shutup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fyi, i have conflicts with my brain. to the point that i get angry with myself, for the things i did, am doing, have been doing, and will ever do. then again, i really hate myself. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever i say or do won't even make sense to myself. so i won't blame others for not being able to. it's always like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me, maybe i should one day write about my past. hahah although im like 19 this year only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Weird, craziness, nonsense may just be words people use because the lack of understanding.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-3749187230682619726?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3749187230682619726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3749187230682619726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2011/09/craziness.html' title='Craziness'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-4118556717178873660</id><published>2011-08-31T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T05:32:10.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>it is one of the things that brings trouble to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet at the same time, it is one of those that creates memories i'll treasure for live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more often than not, people use this word to describe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-天时、地利、人和-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as they say: there is a time for everything&lt;br /&gt;yet sometimes, things happen when you least expect it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-do not create a container. instead, let the water flow to where it should go-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;often, we try hard to control everything around us. as humans, we do not like things that are beyond our control. indeed, we love to keep things in order - in our own way of defining order. yet, it is those things which are beyond our control which we love to try. to try and take control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since a very long time ago, i've realise that whatever you have against a person, may be what the person have against you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we may not realise it, not because it is not there. but perhaps simply because we overlooked, or neglected its presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed, your worse enemy may just perhaps be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, something so irrelevant, may become close to the heart because of something, or someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day, we don't know what to trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do we trust what we: see? hear? or perhaps, read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if two people each tells you something that contradicts the other, it is still understandable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now what if someone were to tell you two things that contradict each other directly? it wouldn't be difficult to understand if both were told with an interval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it can be puzzling that something somewhat small, and simply, can become so devastating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right, someone told me a few days ago,: basically about loving myself more, not to be so available and always there for the girl you like next time. AND also to change my ways of treating people. or was it girls? or was it the girl i like? i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i don't think i could do that. perhaps if we were talking about someone i do not know personally, someone i personally detest, i don't think i would have any difficulty accomplishing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my friends? people i know? you got to drop that idea. although i personally feel, and i do realise, i often tend to 'over' help people. i'm totally not sure if this is a good thing at all. perhaps irritating may fully describe this? i really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's kind of like a involuntary reflex. someone asks and you answer. simple as that. unless, unless it's somebody i totally do not want to help at all. seriously, my bones would moan even at the thought of it. you ask and you get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though people often tell me that i would be taken for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truth is, if you do not take me for granted, you're one less person who does. smiley face for you.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met people who worries for me. i thank them for their concerns. perhaps it's times like this you know who cares for you? but then again i asks myself, i have been like this for the past 10 years. does it makes any difference if i change now. and. if i were to change now, wouldn't i not be myself anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one thing i hate, is not being able to be myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this may just be the longest blog post ever written.&lt;br /&gt;if you happen to read this, like all bloggers, i sincerely thank you for trying to understand what's in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thing is, my brains changes it's direction of thoughts every 10-20 seconds. i maybe thinking about all these now, yet i maybe thinking of other possiblities by the time you read this. which is why this paragraph was added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. seriously, wow anthony. i dont think i'm even finished. till next time then! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-4118556717178873660?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/4118556717178873660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/4118556717178873660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2011/08/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-6392560492380445287</id><published>2011-08-15T10:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T05:32:00.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DumDeDum</title><content type='html'>it always take me ages to think up a blog post.&lt;br /&gt;and when i do, the probability of me posting it is freaking low.&lt;br /&gt;yet the probability of anyone actually reading this blog wouldn't be anywhere higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this sudden surge of feeling that came over me after i received those two sms yesterday. i wanted to reply a smiley face. but why do it when i'm still bothered by the first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't explain nor describe what and how i was feeling. given your nature you would have asked me to describe them. and given my nature, i would reply but unable to descibe them to you and would have taken ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes. i ended up not being able to describe althought you didn't asked. i couldn't even give myself an answer. i had to guess why i was feeling that way. i end up contradicting myself anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is probably why i am always feeling angry. i am not angry with anyone or anything, but myself. i get angry with myself when i dont know how to feel. and letting go doesn't solve the problem mind you. it seems to be the case for me for everyone im with. yes, every single person around me. it's just that it bothers me since last night and more since 8 hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always get this kind of feeling. always. you must be wondering why in the world this idiot is like this. but i can't help it. yet it seems to have gotten better since the past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i'm starting to think if i should read more into what i am reading.&lt;br /&gt;&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/35949111-6392560492380445287?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6392560492380445287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6392560492380445287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2011/08/dumdedum.html' title='DumDeDum'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-5626257314181332865</id><published>2011-05-09T02:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T03:04:50.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog post, on the old blog</title><content type='html'>A usual blog post would start like: it was so long i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;but that's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been really long since i blogged and something proper too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to use back the same blog link because it has too many memories.&lt;br /&gt;this blog draws back more memories than i blog, if i do blog at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought about her again and it suddenly came to me that i havent changed much in that aspect at all. still as crazy as i was 7, 8 years ago? i think i just got crazier over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answers are always the same, though the surrounding circumstances just got worse. heard more and more ridiculous things though they do make a whole lot of sense, provided you don't know me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall find one brave day to blog about this. and it's totally amazing that blogger doesn't notify anyone of your new blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-grab hold of what you hold dear now&lt;br /&gt;for you do not know when lives may cross again-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-5626257314181332865?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/5626257314181332865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/5626257314181332865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-blog-post-on-old-blog.html' title='New blog post, on the old blog'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-8534058506421405423</id><published>2011-03-03T16:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T17:15:52.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>): Goodbye Year 2! :(</title><content type='html'>Reading blogposts and facebook wallposts makes me miss year 2 more!! ):&lt;br /&gt;realise it's been so long since i last blogged. and i took a look at my dashboard: i have 7 blogs in total! (mostly for school work lurh.) hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and reading my past sms-es makes me more ): !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and reading my cbox makes me decide to take it down. so much spamming by one website! aRgh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-8534058506421405423?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/8534058506421405423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/8534058506421405423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2011/03/goodbye-year-2.html' title='): Goodbye Year 2! :('/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-7574659301609042440</id><published>2010-09-01T19:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T19:53:17.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get to know myself better</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your views on education&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-7574659301609042440?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7574659301609042440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7574659301609042440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2010/09/get-to-know-myself-better.html' title='Get to know myself better'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-908910257788196916</id><published>2010-08-20T10:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T10:17:00.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone once told me</title><content type='html'>Someone once told me: Friends don't need to talk right&lt;br /&gt;Someone once told me: You will find a better girl&lt;br /&gt;Someone once told me: Honestly i don't feel anything for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although they are said by three different people, they all mean the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;i guess if you're clever enough to find this, you jolly well know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever do/say things that contradicts themselves from time to time because i remember.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts more than a stupid headache or a dumb gastric pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-908910257788196916?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/908910257788196916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/908910257788196916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2010/08/someone-once-told-me.html' title='Someone once told me'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-6901386848326407860</id><published>2010-08-18T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:47:44.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time fly~</title><content type='html'>Time fly like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only realised it's been so long since i last blogged after carrie asked for my url.&lt;br /&gt;almost gave her the class blog's. rofl.&lt;br /&gt;looking at my dashboard, i realised i have 6 blogs altgt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANT.S ANTS is there. when you want it - the one you're reading&lt;br /&gt;DOPT/2A 2010 - the class blog&lt;br /&gt;CP3013 OCULAR PHARMOCOLOGY - pharmo project&lt;br /&gt;Ocular Physiology - last sem's module project&lt;br /&gt;Tuberculosis - last year's module project&lt;br /&gt;'xingan - trial of new blogskins i come across&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心情比翻书还快的我来说, blogging takes forever.&lt;br /&gt;and basically my life takes on the form of how i see it.&lt;br /&gt;problem is, i see it different minute by minute. maybe faster than that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know what to do, what to think le..&lt;br /&gt;keep on contradicting myself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-6901386848326407860?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6901386848326407860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6901386848326407860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2010/08/time-fly.html' title='Time fly~'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-5467660277483483629</id><published>2010-05-30T11:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T12:22:35.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when was it?</title><content type='html'>Since when was the last time i wrote a post.&lt;br /&gt;Since when was the last time i read my post.&lt;br /&gt;Since when was the last time i was alone.&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/35949111-5467660277483483629?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/5467660277483483629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/5467660277483483629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-was-it.html' title='when was it?'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-1891402705031736759</id><published>2009-09-28T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T12:29:44.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's all in the mind.</title><content type='html'>it's all in the mind.&lt;br /&gt;it's all in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;it's all in the brain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-1891402705031736759?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1891402705031736759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1891402705031736759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-all-in-mind.html' title='it&apos;s all in the mind.'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-5469756525479470535</id><published>2009-09-25T11:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T12:52:40.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAM RESULTS ARE OUT!!</title><content type='html'>i know i am pretty lag at this but.&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO~&lt;br /&gt;for anyone who is reading this post,&lt;br /&gt;thank you! :D&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i passed my semestral exam,&lt;br /&gt;flying colours or not,&lt;br /&gt;you decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i love the grades.&lt;br /&gt;know me well enough and you will know that i am no ace student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;Semestral Examinaton Results for Academic Year 2009/2010&lt;br /&gt;DOPT/FT/1A/03&lt;br /&gt;for all of my 7 modules,&lt;br /&gt;i got 2A, 4B+ and 1B&lt;br /&gt;with a GPA of 3.5&lt;br /&gt;woot~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad for first attempt. huh. :D&lt;br /&gt;yeah~&lt;br /&gt;can enjoy my brain for the next 3 weeks lo.&lt;br /&gt;sweet~.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-5469756525479470535?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/5469756525479470535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/5469756525479470535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/09/exam-results-are-out.html' title='EXAM RESULTS ARE OUT!!'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-256265065252469969</id><published>2009-08-23T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:00:46.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIR - CUT.</title><content type='html'>had a hair-cut today.&lt;br /&gt;YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;finally convinced my mum to get rid off my long hair. (despite the fact that it isn't that long. still, it irritates me to that point that i feel hot.)&lt;br /&gt;given the circumstance that it's been warm, humind, and tgt with the work of global warming, &lt;strong&gt;I'VE GOT MY HAIR-CUT. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. btw, my mum helped me cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;after all these years, she's still the one doing the job.&lt;br /&gt;psss... i haven't gone to a hair-dresser for my hair-cut know...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. &lt;strong&gt;BLESSED TO HAVE SUCH A GREAT MUM. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. feeling great today.&lt;br /&gt;away from the stress from managing human relationships. (which i sxxx at. trying hard to get things right. but i guess i'll need time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us humans keep losing to time.&lt;br /&gt;for instance, crs was not really complete bcos of the lack of time, how the timetable was scheduled and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;like i wrote for chris' feedback, &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no one was to blame. we just lost to time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-256265065252469969?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/256265065252469969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/256265065252469969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/08/hair-cut.html' title='HAIR - CUT.'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-2016021356627584744</id><published>2009-08-22T12:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T19:51:44.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semestral Examinations for Academic Year 2009 / 2010</title><content type='html'>EXAMS are just round the corner.&lt;br /&gt;(i hate this sentence. seriously.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mugging now.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i can never imagine how anyone can switch on their com,&lt;br /&gt;go online,&lt;br /&gt;and leave it on and then go do their revision.&lt;br /&gt;dang. i just can't.&lt;br /&gt;i myself don't switch the laptop on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, only modules specifically, chemistry, anatomy and physiology, and general optics are being tested.&lt;br /&gt;spread over two weeks, they aren't out to kill us. (unlike psle, o levels,...etc.)&lt;br /&gt;if they were, well, i dont see the reason why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST PEEPS! :D&lt;br /&gt;let's mugg hard together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ANTS. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-2016021356627584744?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2016021356627584744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2016021356627584744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/08/exams-are-just-round-corner.html' title='Semestral Examinations for Academic Year 2009 / 2010'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-6883941953041961143</id><published>2009-08-03T19:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T19:33:54.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLEH! TOO BAD! :P</title><content type='html'>not gg to blog today cos i was fixing my blog.&lt;br /&gt;and im gg for dinner now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE~ :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-6883941953041961143?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6883941953041961143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6883941953041961143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/08/bleh-too-bad-p.html' title='BLEH! TOO BAD! :P'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-3101583683025727309</id><published>2009-07-10T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T17:09:39.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me. Today.</title><content type='html'>played soccer with the guys today.&lt;br /&gt;woah.&lt;br /&gt;now my legs seem to go numb.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's because we played basketball yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;mst results are out by 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First. Anatomy and Physiology ---&gt; 58/100&lt;br /&gt;expected lah. bio mah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second. Chemistry ---&gt; 45/50&lt;br /&gt;yes mann. chem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third. General Optics ---&gt; 34/40&lt;br /&gt;woot~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;sadd lah.&lt;br /&gt;genopt having test 2.&lt;br /&gt;although have mcq, every wrong we get must minus marks.&lt;br /&gt;ouch.&lt;br /&gt;i dont get the mark still must minus.&lt;br /&gt;somemore if we dont do well for the test, we must have a prac test.&lt;br /&gt;we're on the losing side mann! T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-3101583683025727309?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3101583683025727309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3101583683025727309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-today.html' title='Me. Today.'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-7391874787977195531</id><published>2009-07-05T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T14:54:43.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MST IS OVER!</title><content type='html'>you must be wondering,&lt;br /&gt;when did it ever start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i last one week. 5 days to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;ended just yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;still the same as last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here dunno. anyhow lo.&lt;br /&gt;there dunno. still anyhow lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you know me well enough, you will know what i have been saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. anyway, waiting for results to be out.&lt;br /&gt;hope it isn't that bad. aiming for GPA 4.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-7391874787977195531?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7391874787977195531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7391874787977195531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/07/mst-is-over.html' title='MST IS OVER!'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-7449387570437596153</id><published>2009-06-19T16:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T16:59:18.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEING NICE AND ALL. = BEING MYSELF.</title><content type='html'>din realise a pack of pocky could remind me of who i am.&lt;br /&gt;it brings back the reason why i bought pocky.&lt;br /&gt;chocolate pocky sticks. to be specific.&lt;br /&gt;packs and packs for her.&lt;br /&gt;becos i cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confusion is like a ray of light.&lt;br /&gt;it shines on you until you cannot see.&lt;br /&gt;it blinds it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, im using my heart to see the way.&lt;br /&gt;instead of using the eyes or the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the human brain does not like things that are not logical.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, the brain makes you think what it wants you to think.&lt;br /&gt;logically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus, the human brain will want to see what it wants to see.&lt;br /&gt;it sees the way it wants to think.&lt;br /&gt;the lethal weapon is'nt nuclear weapon.&lt;br /&gt;it is the human brain itself.&lt;br /&gt;what kills us is not our enermy.&lt;br /&gt;it's us ourself.&lt;br /&gt;the human brain. to be specific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally.&lt;br /&gt;it all shows up, as clear as diamond.&lt;br /&gt;but we must be careful.&lt;br /&gt;the chromatic dispersion of the diamond may cause another confusion.&lt;br /&gt;it never ends.&lt;br /&gt;just like life never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life after death is yet another life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-7449387570437596153?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7449387570437596153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7449387570437596153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/06/being-nice-and-all-being-myself.html' title='BEING NICE AND ALL. = BEING MYSELF.'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-5931308427534692560</id><published>2009-04-19T16:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T17:49:30.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOPT/FT/1A/03</title><content type='html'>SCHOOL'S TMR!! YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excited luhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had orientation on mon. took each other's phone no. and emails.&lt;br /&gt;had spice training on wed.&lt;br /&gt;had flag day on thur. at farrer park mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;met a few ppl frm 04.&lt;br /&gt;i collected the highest!&lt;br /&gt;66.64 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;although lower than 04.&lt;br /&gt;but who says tht farrer park not good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took a class photo back at T242.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAEiztERJSI/SerzfbZrKAI/AAAAAAAAABo/cz-aWpn54u8/s1600-h/class+photo+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAEiztERJSI/SerzfbZrKAI/AAAAAAAAABo/cz-aWpn54u8/s320/class+photo+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326337230575970306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-5931308427534692560?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/5931308427534692560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/5931308427534692560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/04/doptft1a03.html' title='DOPT/FT/1A/03'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAEiztERJSI/SerzfbZrKAI/AAAAAAAAABo/cz-aWpn54u8/s72-c/class+photo+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-7664926724715432527</id><published>2009-04-13T10:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T19:45:59.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freshmen Orientation Programme (FOP)</title><content type='html'>TODAY! @ 1pm - 5pm for School of Chemical and Life Sciences.&lt;br /&gt;@ SP Convention Centre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-7664926724715432527?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7664926724715432527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7664926724715432527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/04/freshmen-orientation-programme-fop.html' title='Freshmen Orientation Programme (FOP)'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-1222281182047766136</id><published>2009-04-05T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T23:20:22.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QingMing</title><content type='html'>just came back from malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;CHAAH to be specific.&lt;br /&gt;went with dad and ah mah.&lt;br /&gt;just came back home at 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah.&lt;br /&gt;orientation's next week. so fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-1222281182047766136?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1222281182047766136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1222281182047766136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/04/qingming.html' title='QingMing'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-9145018770981788000</id><published>2009-04-02T12:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T12:49:45.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 april</title><content type='html'>feeling randomly random happy today.(:&lt;br /&gt;dunno why.(:&lt;br /&gt;just plain happy.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to SP ytd.&lt;br /&gt;walked frm MRT to CASS.&lt;br /&gt;dist. is damn long.&lt;br /&gt;woah.&lt;br /&gt;damn tired. i shall not list out what i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm plain happy today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-9145018770981788000?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/9145018770981788000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/9145018770981788000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/04/2-april.html' title='2 april'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-8311107914651504677</id><published>2009-03-28T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T19:54:21.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay at home Sat.</title><content type='html'>Due to special request from Ms Christy Yong, i am thus here updating my blog.(:&lt;br /&gt;haha. but this is gd. cos i'll know if there are anyone reading my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU CHRISTY!(:&lt;/strong&gt; for reading my blog.(:&lt;br /&gt;oh yah. i'm getting shorter. i can almost feel it. backache sia. i think my backbone shrinking liao. oh dear. i think i've grown shorter by 3 inches? how much is inche in cm anyway? HAHAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another month is drawing to a close.&lt;br /&gt;coming up next... April!&lt;br /&gt;woah.&lt;br /&gt;sch is gg start like in another 2 weeks or so.&lt;br /&gt;fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now tht sch hasn't start, i'm still excited abt it.&lt;br /&gt;it's natural tht after sch has started, i'll be tired.&lt;br /&gt;LoL!(: i think tht's life lah.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i din sign up for the camp on 1st - 3rd Feb.&lt;br /&gt;was thinking, 'if the camp were to let ne know my friends even before sch starts, what would be the use of orientation camp from 13th - 17th Feb?'&lt;br /&gt;there's like 100 people in my course(optometry.) how many would my no. of classmates be? say, ard 20? anyway, i'm not going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it is in times like this then i realise i do not have many friends. i try to hate some, so tht i can forget abt contacting them. i have my reasons. i don't know ppl whom you used to be very gd with can now become so far frm you. they can tagg at your blog, yet sms seems to be out of the question. anyway, neither can be trusted. you don't even know if it's the actual people sendng you the msg. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't affect me. at least i hope it won't. having one or two might just be enough for me, though. as long as they don't find me irritating.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm stupid in a way tht i do not understand the meaning of best frens. i do have a DAO POK sister. POK~ lah rachel. Christy is one of my best fren(: cos she bothers lah. who else. i don't think i'll like to bother abt it liao.&lt;br /&gt;you can become my best fren if you just bother lah huh. haha. but of cos i have to know you. you think some uncle on the streets can be my best fren meh?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i want to name out my best frens, yet realise that i have only a few. well, life is short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for reading this.(: tht's because you care.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-8311107914651504677?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/8311107914651504677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/8311107914651504677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/03/stay-at-home-sat.html' title='Stay at home Sat.'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-6235743771601830179</id><published>2009-03-18T10:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T10:16:32.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAEiztERJSI/ScBY6IDTzaI/AAAAAAAAABg/dlH3tbnmi_s/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAEiztERJSI/ScBY6IDTzaI/AAAAAAAAABg/dlH3tbnmi_s/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314345315914206626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the result of my new hair cut. but it has grown another 2 weeks of hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-6235743771601830179?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6235743771601830179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6235743771601830179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/03/heres-result-of-my-new-hair-cut.html' title=''/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAEiztERJSI/ScBY6IDTzaI/AAAAAAAAABg/dlH3tbnmi_s/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-1139568297564006543</id><published>2009-03-06T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T22:50:10.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hair-cut. hair-cut. short hair. short hair.</title><content type='html'>I'VE HAD HAIR-CUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was like last sunday le.&lt;br /&gt;HAAHHAAH!&lt;br /&gt;i'm like soooo lack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DONT CARE.&lt;br /&gt;so what. huh. so what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-1139568297564006543?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1139568297564006543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1139568297564006543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/03/hair-cut-hair-cut-short-hair-short-hair.html' title='hair-cut. hair-cut. short hair. short hair.'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-2157693527095514065</id><published>2009-03-02T08:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T08:44:54.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One step closer as each day pass.</title><content type='html'>i'm done with the medical check-up!(:&lt;br /&gt;went to SATA at bedok.&lt;br /&gt;reach there at 9:45am.&lt;br /&gt;long queue sia.&lt;br /&gt;i was the 92nd!(: haha. nice no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to wait for like 1 &amp; half hours before it was my turn to go to the registration counter. :o (meaning 11:15am.)&lt;br /&gt;by that time, the no. was 140. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. got my urine test done.&lt;br /&gt;2. checked my eye sight. [6/6] with specs of cos!&lt;br /&gt;3. measured height and weight. [175cm &amp; 50kg] i grew taller by 1cm &amp; heavier by 1kg since early july last year! wheee...&lt;br /&gt;4.measured my blood pressure. [forgot no. LoL!]&lt;br /&gt;5. check for colour blind.&lt;br /&gt;6. went for x-ray scan.&lt;br /&gt;7. went for lunch. by then, it was alrdy 11:45am.&lt;br /&gt;8. came back at 12:15pm to see doctor. still have to queue and wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY! IT'S OVER! woah! waited for like so long....&lt;br /&gt;cos a lot of poly students there. got nyp, tp, sp. not sure if i saw any np...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now waiting for enrolment day [12mar]to come. it's just less than two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'it sure is fast.&lt;br /&gt;seeing the days that pass.&lt;br /&gt;For the world is ever changing.&lt;br /&gt;And we cannot stop the earth from spinning.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ANTS '09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-2157693527095514065?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2157693527095514065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2157693527095514065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-step-closer-as-each-day-pass.html' title='One step closer as each day pass.'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-8814239541636162421</id><published>2009-02-25T14:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T15:07:19.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOPT 2009/2010 S1</title><content type='html'>have been in the library since 10++ in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;completed my pre-online enrolment.(:&lt;br /&gt;left with medical checkup.&lt;br /&gt;enrolment is two weeks later.&lt;br /&gt;12 march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orientation's on 13 April.&lt;br /&gt;school's starting on 20 April.&lt;br /&gt;Bless me man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-8814239541636162421?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/8814239541636162421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/8814239541636162421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/02/dopt-20092010-s1.html' title='DOPT 2009/2010 S1'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-3739919270380723030</id><published>2009-02-16T11:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T11:15:58.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>:D&lt;br /&gt;changed my blogskin again.&lt;br /&gt;i think this is better than the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;i think i just love grey and black. LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My enrolment package hasn't arrive yet.&lt;br /&gt;so i dunno when sch starts.&lt;br /&gt;still waiting for it. hope it comes by the end of this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;btw, i'm gg to SP. Singapore Polytechnic. Taking the course: Diploma in Optometry. *proud. LoL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm still rotting at home. rofl.&lt;br /&gt;not gg to work. but i'm staying at home doing housework know.&lt;br /&gt;but i still find the time to rot, though. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Reply to Christy's blog:&lt;/span&gt; Hey FYI, i'm 174.5cm. (and that was like in July last year.) how short do you want me to go? It would be easier if you could give me a no. :) Aiyo. you're not that short right. use the word super somemore. got meh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-3739919270380723030?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3739919270380723030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3739919270380723030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/02/random.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-2795915469670045801</id><published>2009-02-11T14:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T15:29:59.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Junior College or Polytechnic</title><content type='html'>It seems like if you want to go to a jc, you have to go to the best.&lt;br /&gt;cos you'll realise that the normal jcs are the ones that people normally go to.&lt;br /&gt;for example, our sch has a lot of ppl going to a jc in the east. Two of them are regretting. no offence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-2795915469670045801?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2795915469670045801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2795915469670045801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/02/junior-college-or-polytechnic.html' title='Junior College or Polytechnic'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-6209380282892640346</id><published>2009-01-08T11:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:58:42.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>General Certificate of Education Ordinary-Level</title><content type='html'>WOAH WOAH WOAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The GCE 'O' Level results are out next Monday, 12 January 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.channelnewsasia.com/stories/singaporelocalnews/view/400799/1/.html"&gt;[News] Channel News Asia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. i couldn't sleep for the past few days but yesterday, i managed to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Bless me man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moe.gov.sg/education/admissions/jae/"&gt;MOE Singapore JAE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-6209380282892640346?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6209380282892640346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6209380282892640346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/01/general-certificate-of-education.html' title='General Certificate of Education Ordinary-Level'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-3091543774980606606</id><published>2009-01-05T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:12:06.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME</title><content type='html'>It's a new year with a new start.&lt;br /&gt;How about starting to blog about myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not really good with words. if you know meh well enough.&lt;br /&gt;i am irritating. i admit.&lt;br /&gt;i believe i have many friends.&lt;br /&gt;i am crazy sometimes. okay. a lot of times.&lt;br /&gt;i am crazy, meaning i over-think things.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have a good temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not good in any sports, at least not totally good at it. not even half of it.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, unless it is PE,&lt;br /&gt;i dont play soccer.(a sport that guys i met &lt;S&gt;likes.&lt;/S&gt; loves.)&lt;br /&gt;i dont play basketball.&lt;br /&gt;i dont play what else? any sport a bunch of guys would play lah. i dont.&lt;br /&gt;people are frequently amazed at my height.&lt;br /&gt;what they would say are things like: woah so tall, play basketball issit?&lt;br /&gt;                                                or play sports ah?&lt;br /&gt;but really i dont play sport other than PE and CCAs$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit having naps during my whole of P6 life.&lt;br /&gt;after school(GMPS) at 1pm, i would reach home at 1:20pm.&lt;br /&gt;after lunch at 2pm, i would usually fall asleep before i could go for a bath.&lt;br /&gt;i would usually sleep until dinner at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;but that was obviously before August. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont go for class chalets.&lt;br /&gt;i dont go out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;i dont take any pocket money. not a day, a week, a month or even a year. till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to go. my brother is coming back from school.&lt;br /&gt;i got to go lecture him. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-3091543774980606606?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3091543774980606606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3091543774980606606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/01/me_05.html' title='ME'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-3601569069657253830</id><published>2009-01-05T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:11:27.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME</title><content type='html'>It's a new year with a new start.&lt;br /&gt;How about starting to blog about myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not really good with words. if you know meh well enough.&lt;br /&gt;i am irritating. i admit.&lt;br /&gt;i believe i have many friends.&lt;br /&gt;i am crazy sometimes. okay. a lot of times.&lt;br /&gt;i am crazy, meaning i over-think things.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have a good temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not good in any sports, at least not totally good at it. not even half of it.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, unless it is PE,&lt;br /&gt;i dont play soccer.(a sport that guys i met &lt;S&gt;likes.&lt;/S&gt; loves.)&lt;br /&gt;i dont play basketball.&lt;br /&gt;i dont play what else? any sport a bunch of guys would play lah. i dont.&lt;br /&gt;people are frequently amazed at my height.&lt;br /&gt;what they would say are things like: woah so tall, play basketball issit?&lt;br /&gt;                                                or play sports ah?&lt;br /&gt;but really i dont play sport other than PE and CCAs$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit having naps during my whole of P6 life.&lt;br /&gt;after school(GMPS) at 1pm, i would reach home at 1:20pm.&lt;br /&gt;after lunch at 2pm, i would usually fall asleep before i could go for a bath.&lt;br /&gt;i would usually sleep until dinner at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;but that was obviously before August. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont go for class chalets.&lt;br /&gt;i dont go out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;i dont take any pocket money. not a day, a week, a month or even a year. till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to go. my brother is coming back from school.&lt;br /&gt;i got to go lecture him. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-3601569069657253830?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3601569069657253830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3601569069657253830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2009/01/me.html' title='ME'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-4378792181910483978</id><published>2008-11-21T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T08:54:42.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom cum chaleh. [not my cup of tea]</title><content type='html'>first of all, kat got a blog. &lt;a href="http://katkat-thatmemories.blogspot.com/"&gt;KAT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only after seeing qn's blog then i realised prom night's over.&lt;br /&gt;okay. i'm quite slow.&lt;br /&gt;i din go luh huh.&lt;br /&gt;not that kind of person. not the time. not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year f4-1 no chaleh. wonder why only 5 wants to go.&lt;br /&gt;still say 'dont call ms choong go.'&lt;br /&gt;last year many ppl went. ms choong also went along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i suppose its not suprising tht i din go.&lt;br /&gt;i have not went for any class chaleh since there was actually one during P6. not a single one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dont suppose it'll change anything even if i really went.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-4378792181910483978?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/4378792181910483978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/4378792181910483978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2008/11/prom-cum-chaleh-not-my-cup-of-tea.html' title='Prom cum chaleh. [not my cup of tea]'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-4395466881679125754</id><published>2008-11-15T08:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T08:39:05.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Alive Somewhere On Planet Earth</title><content type='html'>well i've gone bloging somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;but i wont forget about this place.&lt;br /&gt;i'll reply taggs [and delete if it reqiures.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POK ON! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-4395466881679125754?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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many.]&lt;br /&gt;and people studying chapters after chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, i havent started any.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll try.&lt;br /&gt;try to memorise the textbooks.&lt;br /&gt;time, i need time.&lt;br /&gt;so does everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just dont see the point.&lt;br /&gt;if i wont even study at home,&lt;br /&gt;what makes anyone think that i will in the school canteen, at night?&lt;br /&gt;[perhaps the school canteen is quiet, no TV disruption]&lt;br /&gt;but. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;although its just 2 traffic lights arcoss,&lt;br /&gt;i'm just lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i got a A1 for chinese.&lt;br /&gt;hurray!?&lt;br /&gt;didnt disappoint &lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; my chinese teachers.&lt;br /&gt;:D OF COURSE i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;who wouldnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ lying around the house.&lt;br /&gt;ANT.S =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-1257103813712273686?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1257103813712273686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1257103813712273686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2008/08/prelims-coming.html' title='Prelim&apos;s coming...'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-3480701901326991524</id><published>2008-08-04T15:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T16:00:02.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving.</title><content type='html'>- Thanksgiving on sat. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum and nini both went.&lt;br /&gt;took quite a lot of pics.&lt;br /&gt;and nini was saying its more like her thanksgiving than mine.&lt;br /&gt;took a lot of pics of her and her ex-teachers.&lt;br /&gt;most of whom had left the sch at least 4 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;and i help take the pics. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah.&lt;br /&gt;i took pictures with Mrs Chng and Ms Wendy Wong. :D&lt;br /&gt;see if i can post the pics on friendster.&lt;br /&gt;maybe not here.&lt;br /&gt;with all these gm spammers around, you dont know what will happen to your own pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-3480701901326991524?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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good.&lt;br /&gt;if not better.&lt;br /&gt;have been doing Amath midyear paper of other schools.&lt;br /&gt;i suppose it is of great help.&lt;br /&gt;at least we can have a range of questions to do.&lt;br /&gt;Chem and phy's are coming too.&lt;br /&gt;bio syllabus STILL not done.&lt;br /&gt;darn.&lt;br /&gt;revising for both Geo and SS.&lt;br /&gt;i havent been doing revision and prelim's 3 weeks away.&lt;br /&gt;i'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese 'O'Level is far from over.&lt;br /&gt;now we're all waiting impatiently for the results.&lt;br /&gt;william was saying,"these few weeks must watch the news."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English 'O' level Oral is coming.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can get it over with.&lt;br /&gt;teachers, please have mercy on me!&lt;br /&gt;i know i have poor vocab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's mum's birthday.(so is huien's)&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUM!&lt;br /&gt;we're cutting the cake tonight.&lt;br /&gt;and we're going to sing on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Lalala~&lt;br /&gt;going to sing my hearts out!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUIEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving's on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;going there as prize winner and CCA leader.&lt;br /&gt;mum and nini are going. wee~&lt;br /&gt;i'll have to reach there at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;"we'll give you food" Mr lee was saying.&lt;br /&gt;lunch after that.&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;food or no food, doesnt seem to matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what matters is you live. i live. we live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-3645927289898618298?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3645927289898618298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3645927289898618298'/><link 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Shi Yun, you made my day</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;2 June 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite a bad day, i am feeling &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;to start off with, i didnt sleep well last night.&lt;br /&gt;then i broke my bottle.):&lt;br /&gt;then everyone in class seem so tired/sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;after chatting with shiyun(who made my day),&lt;br /&gt;well, how to say, (im not really good with words you know.)&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i'm now in high spirits!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;23 June 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been so long.&lt;br /&gt;she came to school on the 23rd.&lt;br /&gt;"Barbie" i stopped in my tracks.&lt;br /&gt;right in my mind, i was wondering, "did i hearing wrongly?"&lt;br /&gt;i mean there's only 2 person in the whole world knows this.&lt;br /&gt;when i turned around, guess who i saw. SHIYUN!!&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;but i had to go for chinese remedial.&lt;br /&gt;but we managed to exchange numbers.&lt;br /&gt;mann was i glad to see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today we chatted online.&lt;br /&gt;chat quite a lot.&lt;br /&gt;then we talked abt my name ya. the name she gave me, that is.&lt;br /&gt;how i miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;but its alrite.&lt;br /&gt;we can still chat online, post pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. isnt it great to have such a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-7418579423013216238?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7418579423013216238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7418579423013216238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2008/06/whee-shi-yun-you-made-my-day.html' title='WHEE! Shi Yun, you made my day'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-6181863258584814182</id><published>2008-05-26T16:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T16:57:30.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont know when i should disappear and shut up. =X</title><content type='html'>ok. i haven been blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my results were. aRgh.&lt;br /&gt;i got B3 for chinese. wth?&lt;br /&gt;L1R5: 22.sad. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is chinese 'O'level.&lt;br /&gt;pretty ok i think.&lt;br /&gt;shouldn't say too much. but i do hope i get a good grade though.&lt;br /&gt;A1? which means i'll have to work really hard for LC &amp; oral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;i hope i can do it.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-6181863258584814182?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6181863258584814182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6181863258584814182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-dont-know-when-i-should-disappear-and.html' title='i dont know when i should disappear and shut up. =X'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-1192488213552986033</id><published>2008-03-09T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T23:53:28.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's the start of the 5 day holiday.&lt;br /&gt;sad ah. so much hw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did some. ya. in the last 2days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog's dead.&lt;br /&gt;my heart's alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, where are friends when you need them?&lt;br /&gt;they're right in front of you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maomao, zoo-keeper, wugui and aligator.&lt;br /&gt;haha. we make up a zoo alright. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than tht, there's pokpok too. =D&lt;br /&gt;ya. to be poked. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-1192488213552986033?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1192488213552986033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1192488213552986033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2008/03/tmrs-start-of-5-day-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-7620493298450880788</id><published>2008-02-29T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T22:58:56.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29/02</title><content type='html'>wooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its yet another leap year and i see a pathetic face.&lt;br /&gt;who else.&lt;br /&gt;lard.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;does it makes sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pathetic is pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Faith 4-1 has such a person in the class.&lt;br /&gt;poor us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its not like everyone likes it.&lt;br /&gt;action liao liao.&lt;br /&gt;critise critise.&lt;br /&gt;like god like that. DONT ACT AS GOD!&lt;br /&gt;poor fellow.&lt;br /&gt;thinks he's god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i havent seen the post.&lt;br /&gt;why bother.&lt;br /&gt;**** here ****.&lt;br /&gt;粗活一大堆.&lt;br /&gt;恶心.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got gf somemore.&lt;br /&gt;i was like shocked! =O&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;stupid to like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya. enough talking abt him.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like vomitting liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ants&lt;br /&gt;vomitting off~...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-7620493298450880788?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7620493298450880788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7620493298450880788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2008/02/2902.html' title='29/02'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-7309825780697430488</id><published>2008-02-17T17:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T20:59:56.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17/02</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;hate &amp; forget&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i'm suppose to stay away.&lt;br /&gt;dont give me that kind of eyes. H.P.&lt;br /&gt;i hate eyes that doesn't say a single word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-7309825780697430488?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7309825780697430488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7309825780697430488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2008/02/1702.html' title='17/02'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-2335322870074892533</id><published>2008-02-13T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T21:00:02.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey. 13/02</title><content type='html'>today is the seventh day after new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. sch's the same.&lt;br /&gt;but ppl changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;but maybe its me who have changed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-2335322870074892533?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2335322870074892533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2335322870074892533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2008/02/hey-1302.html' title='hey. 13/02'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-2018225621138249539</id><published>2008-01-01T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T17:58:20.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>01/01</title><content type='html'>its sooo fast.&lt;br /&gt;its been a year.&lt;br /&gt;or rather,&lt;br /&gt;its been almost 16 years. in just 7 more hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a year, there's 365 days, but this year, there's 366 days. ok.&lt;br /&gt;so THIS year, there's 366 x 24 = 8,784hours to spend.&lt;br /&gt;since 18 hours have passed, we now have 8, 874 - 18 = 8,766hours left.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;half a day has passed. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well woke up at 12+ today.&lt;br /&gt;mum's sick. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel wished me happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS sister!&lt;br /&gt;daphne wished me too.&lt;br /&gt;but today's not my birthday,...&lt;br /&gt;its tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;only mao got it correct.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thanks! thanks! thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to rachel: yes. i can watch nc16 movies liao. haha. but havent thought of it.&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL'S starting tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm going to see those i love and those i hate.&lt;br /&gt;or... those who love and those who hate me me are going to see me tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not gona name who ba.&lt;br /&gt;cos by missig out names, its quite sad know.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-2018225621138249539?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2018225621138249539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2018225621138249539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2008/01/0101.html' title='01/01'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-240198995084198491</id><published>2007-12-28T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T11:42:57.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the world is changing, ever-changing, and its fast and weird.</title><content type='html'>when the storm comes and the wind blows,&lt;br /&gt;you may be able to withstand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when death seeks you,&lt;br /&gt;there's no blocking him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather's upset by the world.&lt;br /&gt;the world's upset by the weather.&lt;br /&gt;we are upset by what we upsetted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what comes around, goes around.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day when you upset somebody,&lt;br /&gt;you'll get upset by someone else on another day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;someday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it may come now, tmorrow,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may think it'll never come, but it'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's flood in M'sia,&lt;br /&gt;there's flood in indo.&lt;br /&gt;but there's drought in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's too much water over here,&lt;br /&gt;but there's not enough over there.&lt;br /&gt;the weather's upset.&lt;br /&gt;our life's upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i dont know if anyone has written the above words before.&lt;br /&gt;but i just want to put it here.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i didn't infringe any copyright.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-240198995084198491?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/240198995084198491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/240198995084198491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/12/world-is-changing-ever-changing-and-its.html' title='the world is changing, ever-changing, and its fast and weird.'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-6591322034055912906</id><published>2007-12-26T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T22:51:09.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26/12</title><content type='html'>gonna grow old next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people like rachel just turned 15 niah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm turning 16. growing old so fast.&lt;br /&gt;at an amazing speed.&lt;br /&gt;hope it'll slow down.&lt;br /&gt;EXTRA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn extra sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite a while nvr talk to yingmin leh.&lt;br /&gt;i posted '[[ pss... yingmin hello. you're missed smilex!]]' on msn.&lt;br /&gt;den she asked me why her name over there.&lt;br /&gt;well, you're the one lah. why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why not other ppl?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno. cos you're online and i saw you online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm take note that i'm asking myself questions and answering them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn extra siah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that had a hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;kerene [ah girl jiejie.] help me cut one.&lt;br /&gt;THOUSANDS of thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;po'fessional&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-6591322034055912906?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6591322034055912906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6591322034055912906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/12/2612.html' title='26/12'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-3296376852459712906</id><published>2007-12-25T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T10:17:16.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25/12</title><content type='html'>HO!HO,HO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys are STILL missed!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed missed missed missed missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to switch off after a few more merry christmas wishing,&lt;br /&gt;hahas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg, missing you guys ants&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-3296376852459712906?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3296376852459712906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3296376852459712906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/12/2512.html' title='25/12'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-5944754323677386294</id><published>2007-12-16T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T10:42:31.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU PPL ARE MISSED! =P</title><content type='html'>I MISS YOU GUYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;- bean-brain mao&lt;br /&gt;- ms pokpok&lt;br /&gt;- qianning&lt;br /&gt;- daphne&lt;br /&gt;- her.[whoever thinks its her, its not her! =P lol.]&lt;br /&gt;and lotx more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;sounds like an ad.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; introducing......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends whom i missed! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-5944754323677386294?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/5944754323677386294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/5944754323677386294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-ppl-are-missed-p.html' title='YOU PPL ARE MISSED! =P'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-3196727462667205921</id><published>2007-12-06T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T11:27:03.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i have nth more to say to you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-3196727462667205921?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3196727462667205921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3196727462667205921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-have-nth-more-to-say-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-2162400360866435916</id><published>2007-12-04T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T11:10:40.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>04/12</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;when all hopes are gone. will you still hang on?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-2162400360866435916?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2162400360866435916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2162400360866435916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/12/0412.html' title='04/12'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-5657892254446668629</id><published>2007-12-01T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T11:00:48.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i bet with my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Why doesnt anyone tell me anything?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I said this before: dont make me hate you.&lt;br /&gt;but I din think tht the line after it would apply: or you’ll regret it.&lt;br /&gt;tht’s  why I din use it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;ppl dont regret losing a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;worse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its me they lose.&lt;br /&gt;whts there to regret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;but for me, hating ppl requires me to...&lt;br /&gt;really, they'll have to put in A LOT and i mean A LOT of effort.&lt;br /&gt;for example, i was reading her blog just now.&lt;br /&gt;and i was feeling so angry.&lt;br /&gt;and i felt like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;but hey.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot wht to write.&lt;br /&gt;but it still applies.&lt;br /&gt;i am sure it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i bet with my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. if they hate you tht much.&lt;br /&gt;i dont.&lt;br /&gt;then you cant say tht the whole world hates you. etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;if i can for sure tell you the answer, then, i am it.&lt;br /&gt;another example,&lt;br /&gt;if you say tht you have no friend &amp; tht nobody likes you,&lt;br /&gt;and i i can for sure tell you tht you have,&lt;br /&gt;then i'm tht friend lar.&lt;br /&gt;aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.[Mr.P was indeed a guy from geylang.]&lt;br /&gt;    [Mr.T was from geylang too. tht i din expect.]&lt;br /&gt;    [typical guy from geylang.]&lt;br /&gt;if you dont understand the words above, dont bother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-5657892254446668629?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/5657892254446668629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/5657892254446668629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-bet-with-my-life.html' title='i bet with my life.'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-2853178570245531699</id><published>2007-11-27T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T12:53:33.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>her.</title><content type='html'>although i said i'll forget about her,&lt;br /&gt;but i kept on thinking about her from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;只要你对我好，我不会对你不好的。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; when death comes, how would you face him? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-2853178570245531699?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2853178570245531699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2853178570245531699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/11/her.html' title='her.'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-2566576790139334724</id><published>2007-11-27T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T11:59:35.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>living for the sake of living?</title><content type='html'>活着的价值、的意义。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday nini didnt felt well.&lt;br /&gt;so she din went to work.&lt;br /&gt;went to see the doc at 11+ with her.&lt;br /&gt;rained afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;kao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was raining so heavily.&lt;br /&gt;crossed the overhead bridge and went to the library.&lt;br /&gt;went to ah mah house for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why can life be so miserable? maybe. but stay happy! =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-2566576790139334724?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2566576790139334724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2566576790139334724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/11/living-for-sake-of-living.html' title='living for the sake of living?'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-6181254640752714163</id><published>2007-11-21T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T10:43:38.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that special day will come some day.</title><content type='html'>its been weeks since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;boring life mah.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but everyday is special to me.&lt;br /&gt;[even if it may seem boring to others.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hols has started for jacky.&lt;br /&gt;so as promised with gd results, kc gorgor brought his xbox over on sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;a very big THANK YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;for bringing your xbox over although its your exams.&lt;br /&gt;yupps. he's having his exams now..&lt;br /&gt;加油加油！！&lt;br /&gt;then you can play with us on friday. :D&lt;br /&gt;thank you oso for the games you brought over on sat! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so no need to say, these few days have been playing Dead Or Alive 2 (DOA 2)&lt;br /&gt;with nini, jack and also by myself.&lt;br /&gt;only allowed to play for 1hr++ everyday per person.&lt;br /&gt;den we played DOA 2 with nini when she came home at night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-6181254640752714163?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6181254640752714163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6181254640752714163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/11/that-special-day-will-come-some-day.html' title='that special day will come some day.'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-1647338905106410857</id><published>2007-10-23T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T23:50:54.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YingMin a.k.a. LYM</title><content type='html'>saw yingmin on sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;(yah miss barley)&lt;br /&gt;with her family at the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called me 'guai ren' (怪人)&lt;br /&gt;for being taller than her. [walao]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaaa..&lt;br /&gt;but its been a long time since i saw her, this old friend of mine. (face-to-face.)&lt;br /&gt;so i hit her head as 见面礼. hahaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to see her again sometime.&lt;br /&gt;ms barley =D smiex lotx! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i also realised.&lt;br /&gt;how my friends were.&lt;br /&gt;i realised my primary school friends understand me more.&lt;br /&gt;when they only knew me for less than 2 years then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the friends i have now dont.&lt;br /&gt;pathetic. isn't it? sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote from qian ning's blog, "god please grant me the serenity to accept the things i cannot change and the courage to change the things i can change" unquote.&lt;br /&gt;although i'm not a christian, but it is a fact that there are some things you cannot change for example, the way a person thinks.&lt;br /&gt;yet, there are some things you can change. that is, the way you, yourself think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~juzme smiling off? no. but i'll try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-1647338905106410857?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1647338905106410857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1647338905106410857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/10/yingmin-aka-lym.html' title='YingMin a.k.a. LYM'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-8116340292789845035</id><published>2007-10-23T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T17:23:05.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANTS = ANTHONY</title><content type='html'>AM I IRRITANTING?&lt;br /&gt;well, i asked her.(chose not to disclose as i din ask for her permission.)&lt;br /&gt;she replied no. (sigh of relief. LOLX.)&lt;br /&gt;well, although i want this answer,&lt;br /&gt;but since she is my friend, i believed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yah. i am ANTHONY CHAN&lt;br /&gt;its written on my blog alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope to maybe get more responds?&lt;br /&gt;from my friends.&lt;br /&gt;no outsiders please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, through asking these kinds of questions, you can actually i dont know, you'll know how to react to the person the next time? since you know what the person thinks about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rather than talking to a person who actually dislikes you.&lt;br /&gt;and imagine having to talk to a person you dislike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its weird really really weird.&lt;br /&gt;that people would care to talk about the person they dislike.&lt;br /&gt;wasting time discussing about the person they dislike.&lt;br /&gt;what for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, she is missed for not being online for 'N'years. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-8116340292789845035?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/8116340292789845035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/8116340292789845035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/10/ants-anthony.html' title='ANTS = ANTHONY'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-541900515225163289</id><published>2007-10-11T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T16:21:43.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HURRAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXAM'S OVER!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a long war,&lt;br /&gt;we have survived!&lt;br /&gt;WAHAAHAAA...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally can relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;i have to help out.&lt;br /&gt;in tidying the house. again.&lt;br /&gt;yes again.&lt;br /&gt;its been a year since i did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well holidays' coming.&lt;br /&gt;yupps.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i came home, my mind was practically blank.&lt;br /&gt;now i understand.&lt;br /&gt;my mum once said: if you play now, what are you gonna do after the exams?&lt;br /&gt;true enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. slacking here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always wonder.&lt;br /&gt;guys i met always say that i am a gay/cc because i always go with girls.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day a guy posted it on my friend's friendster comment.&lt;br /&gt;somemore say that i spam her comments.&lt;br /&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;like she started spamming me first. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;scold me until like i had spammed his girlfriend's comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind him. another typical guy in geylang. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;somemore he scolded vulgar at me on her comments.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;what kind of friend is he????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you judge him yourself. i'm not gona bother him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU'RE NOT BOTHERING MY LIFE!!! TOO BAD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...=P&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-541900515225163289?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/541900515225163289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/541900515225163289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/10/hurray-exams-over-after-long-war-we.html' title=''/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-2697043141732565367</id><published>2007-08-22T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T20:46:21.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22/08</title><content type='html'>went for cip today.&lt;br /&gt;i have awful skills. [opps.]&lt;br /&gt;most of the class werent there.&lt;br /&gt;huien was there to join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was similar.&lt;br /&gt;had geo test.&lt;br /&gt;crap and craps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after recess was phy. gone through pressure.&lt;br /&gt;chinese was okay ba. i guess. same old teaching method. storytelling.&lt;br /&gt;then came ss. have to do essays. again. like everyweek?&lt;br /&gt;math next. gone through ws answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the cip then.&lt;br /&gt;i was cruel to the stickers i guess.&lt;br /&gt;grhh... was like pehcek.&lt;br /&gt;was good at it after the first box of 40tins.&lt;br /&gt;opps. although there were some mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;kat stuck one upside down and we laughed about it.&lt;br /&gt;lol... funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*what does leave without saying bye means?*&lt;br /&gt;i dont get it.&lt;br /&gt;is it just a maybe?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-2697043141732565367?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2697043141732565367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2697043141732565367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/08/2208.html' title='22/08'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-1454710709746062281</id><published>2007-08-21T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T18:11:04.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21/08</title><content type='html'>today school was okay.&lt;br /&gt;no particular event took place.&lt;br /&gt;still ants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a burger and half a lunch[containing rice, chicken wing &amp; vege.]&lt;br /&gt;came online and gave mao testimonials.&lt;br /&gt;check mailbox.&lt;br /&gt;gotta go off now.&lt;br /&gt;okay stay happy okay ppl.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ants live simple lives.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-1454710709746062281?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1454710709746062281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1454710709746062281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/08/2108.html' title='21/08'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-6832673651116787788</id><published>2007-08-16T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T23:05:29.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16/08</title><content type='html'>throat still sore.&lt;br /&gt;rah.&lt;br /&gt;[hahaa.. sorry, qianning, to use your TradeMark irritated sound.]&lt;br /&gt;anyways, I'm back at school.&lt;br /&gt;dawn din realised i wasn't in school the day before.&lt;br /&gt;me: you focus too much on your studies liao. you never realise there's one less extra walking about the school meh?&lt;br /&gt;wanying told me it was damn quiet when i wasn't in school.&lt;br /&gt;now that I'm back, its getting noisy. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;well, erm I'M that noisy! aren't i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="verdana" SIZE="4" COLOR="red"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you have always been thinking negatively.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;not staying happy lately.&lt;br /&gt;but under those circumstances, i don't think you can stay happy.&lt;br /&gt;=((&lt;br /&gt;but I'll try. I'll try to keep you happy.&lt;br /&gt;as far as i can.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;*nods* yesh! yesh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-6832673651116787788?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6832673651116787788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6832673651116787788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/08/1608.html' title='16/08'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-5818166016117840677</id><published>2007-08-14T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T00:14:49.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/08</title><content type='html'>fell sick today.&lt;br /&gt;feeling nauseous now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started having a feeling of fever this morning.&lt;br /&gt;started having heahache after school.&lt;br /&gt;omg. felt so awful.&lt;br /&gt;somemore have badminton after school.&lt;br /&gt;help.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. badminton ended at 4:30.&lt;br /&gt;waited for kat at 5.&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile was having both fever and headache. cry.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even think she knew/realised i was sick.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked with kat to the MRT station.&lt;br /&gt;kat: ni bu yao hui jia meh?&lt;br /&gt;me: nvr lah. walk you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw dora and sandra outside the station.&lt;br /&gt;they came from mac.&lt;br /&gt;walked with sandra back to the bus-stop.&lt;br /&gt;sandra: eh? you not taking MRT home meh?&lt;br /&gt;me: no.&lt;br /&gt;sandra: then why were you there?&lt;br /&gt;me: walk with kat to station lor.&lt;br /&gt;sandra: so nice.&lt;br /&gt;sandra: then where are you going?&lt;br /&gt;[she pointed first to the left, then to the right.]&lt;br /&gt;me: straight ahead.&lt;br /&gt;sandra: orh. i see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what, we saw J wong on the way.&lt;br /&gt;sandra waved to her and i greeted her.&lt;br /&gt;she smiled.&lt;br /&gt;J wong: your classmate arh?&lt;br /&gt;me: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sandra: what did she say?&lt;br /&gt;me: she asked if you're my classmate.&lt;br /&gt;sandra: then? if not leh?&lt;br /&gt;me: my sister. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greeted sandra goodbye and walked up the overhead bridge.&lt;br /&gt;thats all today.&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm getting better.&lt;br /&gt;hope to be able to go to school tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;smilex lotx! people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-5818166016117840677?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/5818166016117840677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/5818166016117840677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/08/1408.html' title='14/08'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-6273852639791029318</id><published>2007-08-06T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T21:27:27.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sadness in you. =/</title><content type='html'>days were great.&lt;br /&gt;i guess.&lt;br /&gt;at least i am not sad.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm worried about friends who doesnt seem happy.&lt;br /&gt;at least thats what i'm sensitive to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you dont hide your feelings with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may not know how you really feel.&lt;br /&gt;but i do know that its not a good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;under the influnced by her. i know that too.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, CHEER UP!&lt;br /&gt;a sweet a day, keeps unhappiness away! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm staying happy! =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-6273852639791029318?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6273852639791029318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6273852639791029318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/08/sadness-in-you.html' title='sadness in you. =/'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-161050552662875750</id><published>2007-07-26T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T17:47:01.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25/07</title><content type='html'>tests are coming at us.&lt;br /&gt;tmr's amath test and i'm still here. opps.&lt;br /&gt;emath test was wonderful. 1st time this year. lol..&lt;br /&gt;chinese test, one of the zao ju i crapped..&lt;br /&gt;dunno how to construct.&lt;br /&gt;physic and english i anyhow lah. always like that de. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~life's been... good. depending on how you see it. that is if you're able to see it in a positive way. thts wht i always tell myself.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked with jane to the bus-stop at blk 60 yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;waited with her for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;b4 it even came, it was 2:50 liao.&lt;br /&gt;i told jane i had to go for geo project meeting so off i went.&lt;br /&gt;kns. at the traffic lights, i saw the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that walked to the side gate.&lt;br /&gt;kns. closed [3pm liao.]&lt;br /&gt;went to the main gate and to the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;saw xinying, janice. they were chatting.&lt;br /&gt;so i told xinying. "i go eat first hor."&lt;br /&gt;she agreed and told me tht they were going to buy the mounting board.&lt;br /&gt;and told me to wait at the library.&lt;br /&gt;"okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat down with jingyi and kweiyi.&lt;br /&gt;eatting, i saw qian ning.&lt;br /&gt;she took her bag and went off.&lt;br /&gt;i grabbed my bag and ran along. "i never say gdbye you want to go off liao ahr."&lt;br /&gt;she murmured that huien wasnt in school and she's lonely.&lt;br /&gt;went back class with her and she went to look at the goldfish in class.&lt;br /&gt;came down and told her that i can only walk her to the gate. [soooo sorry.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the school library and waited for xinying and janice.&lt;br /&gt;was walking in and out of the library cos they werent there.&lt;br /&gt;saw wiliam about 1 1/2 hours later.&lt;br /&gt;xinying was asking why i werent in the library.&lt;br /&gt;"i was!"&lt;br /&gt;[library = Geylang East National library] huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went off after writing down some notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[what a tiring day. cry.]&lt;br /&gt;thanks jane and qian ning.&lt;br /&gt;for allowing me to walk with you.&lt;br /&gt;qian ning, but sorry i couldnt walk with you till i dunno where.&lt;br /&gt;[i realised it was a matter of choice. i could actually decide whether to or not to walk with her.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fate brought me here and almost killed me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-161050552662875750?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/161050552662875750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/161050552662875750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/07/2507.html' title='25/07'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-7830823171717878235</id><published>2007-07-16T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T16:10:15.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th</title><content type='html'>this week has been one week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the interview for captains.&lt;br /&gt;ask lotsa qns.&lt;br /&gt;found out it was a proposal that they are gona give the school to have student leadership camps for the sec 1s and then get those potential ones to be leaders in their sec 2. &lt;br /&gt;ask for opinions lor.&lt;br /&gt;sort of like chit chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the start of the week i moved over to the other side of the room.&lt;br /&gt;near the door.&lt;br /&gt;except that choong doesnt know abt it.&lt;br /&gt;but dang. friday i forgot to move back to my old seat during her lesson.&lt;br /&gt;i was found out. she questioned daphne and abi why there are 3 tables and chairs behind.&lt;br /&gt;opps. sorry abt tht hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that had bio in the lab.&lt;br /&gt;life was the same except for math lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos abi could understand sth abt wht johnny was toking abt and daphne's explaination could get through her head thus she asked me.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, daphne suggested that i change seat with her, so tht i can explain to abi.&lt;br /&gt;refer to fig 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kat | qian ning&lt;br /&gt;abi | me | daphne            fig 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after uncountable attempts to explain to abi, i got myself cofused and thus was sitting there thinking of a way to enable her to understand.&lt;br /&gt;while i was pondering, i noticed the guys, were turning around and simling and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;okay. i know sth was not right.&lt;br /&gt;but i tried not to notice them and caried on thiniking.&lt;br /&gt;then, 2 gals started turning their head, and then 2 more gals turned and giggled.&lt;br /&gt;okay sth WAS not right.&lt;br /&gt;you must have by now realised that i am surrounded by gals.&lt;br /&gt;by sitting in the middle of 2 gals, in the understanding of boys of my age, this is not normal and acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then one of the guys took out his hp and started doing dunno wht.&lt;br /&gt;but it was obivious to me that he was shooting at us. at this unusal sight.&lt;br /&gt;tht, i din noticed only when kat told me.&lt;br /&gt;i looked at him, he was giggling with the other guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand it liao. so i stood up, pushed my chair back, and walk towards him.&lt;br /&gt;i stood beside him, looked at him and asked, "你在拍什么？" he replied, "没有。真的没有拍。" i asked him for abt 3 to 4 times then i went back to my seat beside abi.&lt;br /&gt;you must know that throughout this, we were having our math lesson and the teacher was teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so angry tht after tht while i was teaching abi, i my right hand was still shaking. that, is "in a fit of anger" i experineced this only now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-7830823171717878235?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7830823171717878235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7830823171717878235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/07/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-5583822077141089445</id><published>2007-06-15T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T13:14:09.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz again..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Type your name without looking at your keyboard. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anthony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Now spell it backwards without looking at the keyboard.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ynohtna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Other than using computer for whatever reasons, what other thing are you doing? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chat. Play online games. Check my mailbox. Go friendster. Send my friends comments. See if anyone left me a comment or tagged me in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Say 5 weird things about yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)i pull girl's hair off their head.&lt;br /&gt;2)i love to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;3)i am emotional.&lt;br /&gt;4)i cant cycle.i cant swim well.&lt;br /&gt;5)i talk to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Say 5 good things about yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)i love all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;2)i care for my friends.&lt;br /&gt;3)i read my text whie i'm eating.&lt;br /&gt;4)i go home right after school.&lt;br /&gt;5)i try to finish my homework before the deadline.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. And 5 bad things about yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)i pull girl's hair off their head.&lt;br /&gt;2)i hog the com for too long everyday.&lt;br /&gt;3)i'm not good in english.&lt;br /&gt;4)i scold my brother almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;5)if i cannot finish the homework, the only thing i'll say is,"heck care lah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. When was the last time you stepped out of your house, and to where?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday. to the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. How much money did you spend today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEIRDNESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Have you ever sit on the rooftop of your house?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way man, I live in a HDB flat leh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Have you suddenly laugh to yourself?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Have you ever talk to yourself?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. What about dancing around the house singing a song?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing, no way. Singing yes when there’s no one at home, I’ll shut the front door and sing to my delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Go pluck a flower and kiss it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Jump in the pool with your clothes on?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm… no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Ever sniffed UHU glue for the sake of doing so?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Pulled out all the tape from a new correction tape?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO! hey look. They maybe cheap but they still cost money man…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Asked someone to tie you and try to get the rope off you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Play with matches?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. That. Yes, think is about 9-10 years old ba.. play in the bedroom then kana scolded. Then never play liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. 10 people to do this quiz:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont want lah...&lt;br /&gt;who ever sees this quiz and feels like doing do lor...&lt;br /&gt;i'm not stopping you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-5583822077141089445?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/5583822077141089445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/5583822077141089445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/06/quiz-again.html' title='Quiz again..?'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-941213476894433878</id><published>2007-06-15T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T10:39:33.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my scripts</title><content type='html'>went back to school at old site to do my cip.&lt;br /&gt;got my scripts back from her.&lt;br /&gt;and here are the marks i was able to calculate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English         68  / 110&lt;br /&gt;Chinese         93  / 140&lt;br /&gt;A.math          53.5/ 80&lt;br /&gt;E.math          102 / 120&lt;br /&gt;Biology         67  / 100&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry       73.5/ 100&lt;br /&gt;Physics         65  / 100&lt;br /&gt;Combine         57.5/ 100&lt;br /&gt;Humanities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese has deproved a lot...&lt;br /&gt;while i have a little improvement in my english...&lt;br /&gt;hope my ca will help pull up my chinese and not pull down my english.&lt;br /&gt;the rest ahr, aiya. okok lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-941213476894433878?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/941213476894433878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/941213476894433878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-scripts.html' title='my scripts'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-2376675785249739602</id><published>2007-05-29T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T11:19:07.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 weird things about me, ANTS</title><content type='html'>According to the rules of the meme:&lt;br /&gt;People who are tagged should write a blog post of 7 weird things about them as well as state this rule clearly.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, you need to choose 7 people to be tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t forget to leave a comment that says ‘you are tagged’ in their comments and tell them to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i don't give anyone my house number.&lt;br /&gt;2. i don't give anyone my home address.&lt;br /&gt;3. i tell them that its because my mum owns them.&lt;br /&gt;4. i don't own a hp.&lt;br /&gt;5. i have friends who are girls more than boys.&lt;br /&gt;6. i am seen more often with girls than boys.&lt;br /&gt;7. i am sister of my sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         i am so weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people i am have tagged.&lt;br /&gt;1. emily woh sis&lt;br /&gt;2. rachel koh sis&lt;br /&gt;3. c.xinying&lt;br /&gt;4. sihui&lt;br /&gt;5. h.xinying&lt;br /&gt;6. kin lng&lt;br /&gt;7. you jin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-2376675785249739602?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2376675785249739602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2376675785249739602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/05/7-weird-things-about-me-ants.html' title='7 weird things about me, ANTS'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-6951853851368218629</id><published>2007-05-29T08:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T11:00:19.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what happened.</title><content type='html'>19/05 (sat)&lt;br /&gt;took the 6am train to Labis, Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;took bus from the bus station.&lt;br /&gt;she was down with fever the night before and was just recovering.&lt;br /&gt;we arrived at her house at 10++&lt;br /&gt;dont think she remembered me.&lt;br /&gt;二姑姑 then intro us to her.&lt;br /&gt;"婆婆，这是幸妮，幸安， 幸国。"&lt;br /&gt;"婆婆." we called.&lt;br /&gt;i sat down and held her palm.&lt;br /&gt;i took the cloth that was covering her forehead and used it to wipe her forehead, cheeks and neck.&lt;br /&gt;she's now much more thinner than the last time i saw her and from her pics hung in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;stayed there until the next day, sunday, where we left at 4pm++ for the train at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22/05 (tue)&lt;br /&gt;was told that 婆婆 had passed away.&lt;br /&gt;[[thats why i told you that i wont be in school to see my scripts.]]&lt;br /&gt;dad got changed and left for the train at 8.40am.&lt;br /&gt;had to write letter to zhong.&lt;br /&gt;[[thats why i was looking for paper to write on.]]&lt;br /&gt;went for the ne journey.&lt;br /&gt;[[[simin said, "you arh."&lt;br /&gt;huh! wht was that suppose to mean?&lt;br /&gt;is it my fault that 婆婆 passed away?&lt;br /&gt;walao.&lt;br /&gt;well, i forgive her if she din noe wht happened.]]]&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it rained that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;i still walked home.&lt;br /&gt;din felt like taking the bus although it was raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23/05 (wed)&lt;br /&gt;took the 8.40pm train to Labis, malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;干妈 and her sis were there to take us to the house.&lt;br /&gt;reached there.&lt;br /&gt;跟婆婆上香后，we changed into white shirt ad blue pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24/05 (thur)&lt;br /&gt;婆婆出殡。&lt;br /&gt;we had to stay till sunday to 拜头七. &lt;br /&gt;actually have to stay till 七七四十九的&lt;br /&gt;but cos dad &amp; sis have to work.&lt;br /&gt;going back again for the last 七 [[尾七]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28/05 (mon)&lt;br /&gt;took the train at 12.16pm&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 6.30pm&lt;br /&gt;unpacked and began to worry.&lt;br /&gt;school life.&lt;br /&gt;dang.&lt;br /&gt;i like going to school.&lt;br /&gt;its those holi hw that i hate.&lt;br /&gt;was online to replied daphne of all the comments.&lt;br /&gt;began to worry about my holi hw.&lt;br /&gt;h.xinying sent me a pic of our class whiteboard, written was geo hw. thx! =)&lt;br /&gt;she told me that the chinese cip was today. and I missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29/05&lt;br /&gt;dawn told me that william should have helped me take my hw.&lt;br /&gt;he better have.&lt;br /&gt;i’ll have to walk here to his house at kallang.&lt;br /&gt;dunno when I’ll go but I told daphne to be my backup.&lt;br /&gt;maybe asap 吧.&lt;br /&gt;Ok thats all.&lt;br /&gt;smilex people! and cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-6951853851368218629?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6951853851368218629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6951853851368218629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-happened.html' title='what happened.'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-1940746773273291641</id><published>2007-05-17T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T12:02:52.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AFTER EXAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;finally...&lt;br /&gt;EXAM'S over!!! [still have oral]&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;holidays just round the corner...&lt;br /&gt;dunno whata do...&lt;br /&gt;have to go down temple ba ba.&lt;br /&gt;cos dad went malaysia visit popo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[think we'll visit her on sat&lt;br /&gt;catching the earliest train..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but think today i'll tidy up my table&lt;br /&gt;den after that think 'll go fetch jacky with mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still have oral exam tomorow..&lt;br /&gt;sian...&lt;br /&gt;reading aloud and coversation.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the part on conversation.&lt;br /&gt;reading aloud isnt that bad lor. [or issit?]&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;next week's&lt;br /&gt;dead meat.&lt;br /&gt;cos getting back our scripts....&lt;br /&gt;quote: [die liao di liao]&lt;br /&gt;that was wht she said after every exam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya!&lt;br /&gt;remember to drink lotx o' water!&lt;br /&gt;have to enjoy life know..&lt;br /&gt;cant afford to get sick!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;life's like that&lt;br /&gt;nobody can help it.&lt;br /&gt;but i can lend a helping hand to you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-1940746773273291641?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1940746773273291641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1940746773273291641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/05/after-exams.html' title='AFTER EXAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-6714859837239345819</id><published>2007-04-27T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T17:36:39.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exam's round the corner liao....&lt;br /&gt;this mayb the last... [touchwood!]&lt;br /&gt;as in till after exams den i'll continue bloggin lah...&lt;br /&gt;well, this few days had been fine...&lt;br /&gt;not as bad as i would dave thought it would be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least there's sb to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gettin more &amp; more paranoid...&lt;br /&gt;dunno lah..&lt;br /&gt;mayb i read too much frm a person's face liao ba...&lt;br /&gt;cos like...they dnt look sick of skool but instead sick me... =(&lt;br /&gt;mayb i read too much frm there liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, nvm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-6714859837239345819?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6714859837239345819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6714859837239345819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/04/exams-round-corner-liao.html' title=''/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-4536516308895269855</id><published>2007-04-04T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T18:55:35.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz... hate pw.&lt;br /&gt;now i know why saran keep sayin tht she's stressed out liao..&lt;br /&gt;grrr. but the point is:&lt;br /&gt;whenever she says that she's stressed, she simply passes the stress to me know...&lt;br /&gt;haix... now i have to 'chase' faizal for the presentation&lt;br /&gt;but how? the... GRRRRR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a word for saranjeet: "i'm not gona play in the game of yours &amp; faizl's le.. count the three of us OUT!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's quite fun.. or should i say it have been fun all along...&lt;br /&gt;william, me, louis and laksh were talking about one another other.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. funny sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya.. our class' still the same... quiet. maybe that's not bad too...&lt;br /&gt;like that meaning they are listening attentive during lessons mah...=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today have chinese AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;this time its 100marks.&lt;br /&gt;quite difficult. cause have to crack my brain over the answers.&lt;br /&gt;1st,4th and 5th part ok. cause only multiple choice.&lt;br /&gt;1st part: 2 passage, 4 choices.&lt;br /&gt;4th part: 1 comprehension passage.&lt;br /&gt;5th part: choose the correct idioms for each sentences.&lt;br /&gt;2nd part: is 课文读后感 or whatever its called.&lt;br /&gt;3rd part: 造句/完成句子 hate it. &lt;br /&gt;2 periods..100 marks... must wait till next week then know how much we get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-4536516308895269855?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/4536516308895269855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/4536516308895269855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/04/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-8337595873694031445</id><published>2007-03-26T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T23:16:31.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26/03</title><content type='html'>here's a few ppl to describe in my class... i wont name who...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this gal din have chairs to sit inlab on a few occassions. "i din mean 衰 tht u din have a chair to sit. but instead i meant euu sittin beside tht gal..." and ya. mux smile k! mux stay happy de "god 'll let euu meet who euu wanna meet de."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a gal who started sayin hello. why? ermm after i said its weird sayin hello whenever i see her. HELLO! =) &lt;strong&gt;thx for yr oreo! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a gal who is a good fren whom euu can speak to. she wasnt panic when i was panic tht i couldnt send the analysis to saran. she said tht would make me more panic. hahahha yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a gal who is stressed out by tuition.. sad for her.. she's too stressed liao... cheer up! gal! u'll get yr freedom de. she isnt scared of being tickled! wow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-8337595873694031445?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/8337595873694031445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/8337595873694031445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/03/2603.html' title='26/03'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-3261225228351503097</id><published>2007-03-26T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T23:03:51.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24/03</title><content type='html'>skool has been good today...&lt;br /&gt;rained this morning..&lt;br /&gt;ever since after the analysing of cloud pics,&lt;br /&gt;i started noticing clouds&lt;br /&gt;they are so wonderful mann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was rushin the pw report.&lt;br /&gt;and ya thx saran, our leader for all her hardwork. *nod*&lt;br /&gt;we came to this topic on who we like. =)&lt;br /&gt;ask her se dont wana tell den she gave me a list of boy's name.&lt;br /&gt;today finally noe who liao. hahah.. dont worry. yr secret's safe wif me.&lt;br /&gt;den when i couldnt guess who she likes, she asked me instead.&lt;br /&gt;"who you like ahr?"&lt;br /&gt;at first she guessed the gal wif "S....."&lt;br /&gt;i said no .&lt;br /&gt;cos she only like handsome guy.&lt;br /&gt;so 4get it. i only took her as a fren who has too much stress.&lt;br /&gt;den she continued guessin.&lt;br /&gt;alot of guesses arh.&lt;br /&gt;but i all said no .&lt;br /&gt;den when she came to a gal's name, i started pondering,&lt;br /&gt;"issit her? ermmm..."&lt;br /&gt;den she thought is tht gal.&lt;br /&gt;so she begin typin tht gal's name in caps...&lt;br /&gt;i asked her "am i suppose to say yes?"&lt;br /&gt;she said "YES"&lt;br /&gt;den typed tht gal's name in caps again.&lt;br /&gt;i told her "no."&lt;br /&gt;den she asked "den who?"&lt;br /&gt;tok tok den she say "hey the report leh?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note* i remb tht ky asked me tht qns days b4..&lt;br /&gt;i din told her.&lt;br /&gt;she asked me if i've any gal tht i want 4 gf.&lt;br /&gt;i pondered for abt a few mins, and replied no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-3261225228351503097?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3261225228351503097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3261225228351503097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/03/2403.html' title='24/03'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-4598430248429639907</id><published>2007-03-21T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T22:39:32.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21/03</title><content type='html'>here i am, to prevent the blogg frm rusting....&lt;br /&gt;haix...&lt;br /&gt;same same lah&lt;br /&gt;boys here are still immature,&lt;br /&gt;i am still not bothering abt them,&lt;br /&gt;they're gettin more &amp; more weird, immature...&lt;br /&gt;can be so immature tht u'll laugh.&lt;br /&gt;khup &amp; zheng hou say wht, cq is their girl&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;can't stand it...haahah...&lt;br /&gt;today i finally told them:&lt;br /&gt;"dont make me puke lah... if she's yr girl, dne she's my wife liao..."&lt;br /&gt;hahahaas&lt;br /&gt;she said she cant believed tht there'll be guys who likes her..&lt;br /&gt;* cant be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still the same lah...&lt;br /&gt;still dont go wif those guys...&lt;br /&gt;pity them though,&lt;br /&gt;cos their life is SO borin tht they have to critize my life,&lt;br /&gt;the way i am and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;*pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a person's face can change quite fast though,&lt;br /&gt;she mayb smilin nw&lt;br /&gt;&amp; in 2 hour's time,&lt;br /&gt;she's gona pull tht long face liao....&lt;br /&gt;fast sia....&lt;br /&gt;*haix...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thts the kinda person i cant stand..&lt;br /&gt;cos i dont understand them yet&lt;br /&gt;*shoutin for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lah.&lt;br /&gt;gtg le.&lt;br /&gt;*still loves her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-4598430248429639907?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/4598430248429639907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/4598430248429639907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/03/here-i-am-to-prevent-blogg-frm-rusting.html' title='21/03'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-6454620530262698452</id><published>2007-03-05T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T09:03:46.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>05/03 crosscountry</title><content type='html'>crosscountry todae.&lt;br /&gt;onli brought my wallet along.&lt;br /&gt;damn 轻松..&lt;br /&gt;emptied coins frm my wallet &amp; put them aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached there &amp; went 2 find my class.&lt;br /&gt;found out i was the only guy there.&lt;br /&gt;*cannot blame lah. our class onli have 7 guys.*&lt;br /&gt;laksh, louis, william joined me a few mins later&lt;br /&gt;at abt 8++ we ran.&lt;br /&gt;wahh. ran abt 4km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite a lot of gals walk through.&lt;br /&gt;i ran &amp; ran.&lt;br /&gt;cos my stamina not good.&lt;br /&gt;so i was 92nd position.&lt;br /&gt;not bad lah.&lt;br /&gt;against sec 3, 4 &amp; 5 guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tht went off with ym's sister. yb.&lt;br /&gt;at first i walked wrong direction.&lt;br /&gt;after tht i walked to the wrong bus-stop.&lt;br /&gt;realised have to cross the road.&lt;br /&gt;*hahas yb followed stupid me. i'm a bus idiot noe.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dora, juntian thought she my sister.&lt;br /&gt;"your head lah. my friend's"&lt;br /&gt;you must be wondering why i came back with her right?!&lt;br /&gt;mmm bei nei ji, bei nei sharm xi xi.&lt;br /&gt;wahahhahahhahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den took 18 to bedok bus interchange.&lt;br /&gt;mum was there cos she say want to go giant buy cooker.&lt;br /&gt;ma asked her if she noes how to go back on her own.&lt;br /&gt;she hesitate &amp; shook her head.&lt;br /&gt;den ma asked her if she can follow her to giant.&lt;br /&gt;*ma! she can say no meh?!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;followed her there den the salesgal say here dont have.&lt;br /&gt;den we went off &amp; den took MRT back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we departed at the traffic light at block 60 &amp; ma went to but 4D.&lt;br /&gt;*think she can go back ba. wanted to ask if she needs company but i din.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went to buy lunch &amp; came back to eat.&lt;br /&gt;mum went to fetch jacky chan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all! =D dont forget to leave me a note! hahas smilex lotx!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-6454620530262698452?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6454620530262698452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6454620530262698452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/03/0503-crosscountry.html' title='05/03 crosscountry'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-1769873538231916833</id><published>2007-02-26T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T17:37:40.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26/02</title><content type='html'>ok.&lt;br /&gt;let's put the test behind us.&lt;br /&gt;nothing special today.&lt;br /&gt;Mr kang didn't come, so no PE today..&lt;br /&gt;after that was bio.&lt;br /&gt;本来要去lab的，可是后来又叫我们会班。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*possible reasons*&lt;br /&gt;its only one period.&lt;br /&gt;3/3 is having bio lessons.&lt;br /&gt;never mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio today we went on to chapter 3,&lt;strong&gt;biological molecules&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.1 chemicals of life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;biological molecules&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;carbohydrates, proteins, lipids, nucleic acid.&lt;br /&gt;*we started with carbohydrates.&lt;br /&gt;carbohydrates contains carbon, hydrogen, oxygen.&lt;br /&gt;hydrogen : oxygen --- 2 : 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;carbohydrates&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;monosaccharides, disaccharides, polysaccharides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monosaccharides&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;glucose, frutose, galactose&lt;br /&gt;*monosaccharides = glucose = simple sugar*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disaccharides&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;linking of 2 monosaccharrides.&lt;br /&gt;glucose + glucose -- maltose + H2O&lt;br /&gt;glucose + galactose -- lactose + H2O&lt;br /&gt;glucose + fructose -- sucrose + H2O [sweetest of the disaccharides](sugar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ploysaccharides&lt;/strong&gt; are long chains of monosaccharides.&lt;br /&gt;*store carbohydrates for future use*[&lt;strong&gt;(A)storage ploysaccharides&lt;/strong&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;*provide structural support*[&lt;strong&gt;(B)structural ploysaccharides&lt;/strong&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(A)&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;starch&lt;/strong&gt; - a ploymer of glucose molecules. it is stored as starch granules. stored in cells of &lt;em&gt;PLANTS&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;glycogen&lt;/strong&gt; - a ploymer of glucose primary store of carbohydrates in &lt;em&gt;ANIMALS&lt;/em&gt;. stored in the liver &amp; muscles of vertebrate animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(B)&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to be continued...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-1769873538231916833?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1769873538231916833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1769873538231916833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/02/2602.html' title='26/02'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-8607469002193684120</id><published>2007-02-23T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T19:22:51.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tests.</title><content type='html'>wahh fast sia...&lt;br /&gt;going to be end of term lex..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having our amath test next friday.&lt;br /&gt;have planned to write notes for it during the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;sort of summarize the formulas.&lt;br /&gt;then it would be easier to memorize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;testtestest.&lt;br /&gt;today test tomorrow test next week test.&lt;br /&gt;like alot of tests nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;26th jan amath test 1.[chp 1]&lt;br /&gt;29th jan phy test 1.[chp 1]&lt;br /&gt;31st jan narrative essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st  feb chinese test 1.[chp 1 &amp; 2]&lt;br /&gt;9th  feb emath test 1.[chp 3 &amp; 2]&lt;br /&gt;12th feb chem test 1.[chp 1 &amp; 2]&lt;br /&gt;13th feb bio test 1.[chp 1]&lt;br /&gt;14th feb geo test 1.[chp 3 (pg60-69)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26th feb ss test 1.[chp 2]&lt;br /&gt;28th feb compre test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd march amath test 2.[chp 3]&lt;br /&gt;2nd march phy test 2.[chp 1 &amp; 2] the... test chp 1 again for what??&lt;br /&gt;2nd march wordpower mock test.&lt;br /&gt;8th march chinese test 2.[compre &amp; formal letter format]&lt;br /&gt;9th march wordpower test.[dunno]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like walao.&lt;br /&gt;test this test that.&lt;br /&gt;some more physics test chapter 1 twice know.&lt;br /&gt;faith 3-2 having their test on that day too.&lt;br /&gt;they haven't been tested on chapter 1.&lt;br /&gt;then they scared we ask answers from faith 3-2 people.&lt;br /&gt;no point in testing a chapter twicw right?&lt;br /&gt;smae day ok but not same chapter mah.&lt;br /&gt;can different one what...&lt;br /&gt;some more we have amath test that day.&lt;br /&gt;cannot change say cannot change.&lt;br /&gt;nvr even say "i'll talk to mr joseph about this."&lt;br /&gt;nvrm&lt;br /&gt;shuo dao jiu qi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-8607469002193684120?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/8607469002193684120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/8607469002193684120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/02/tests.html' title='tests.'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-6768967214137891214</id><published>2007-02-09T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T17:33:09.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more about me...</title><content type='html'>i'm not the kind of guy you see waliking down the corridor.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sensitive to your reactions &amp; emotional.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why but if i lay on my bed at night &amp; cannot get to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;i'll tear.&lt;br /&gt;that is why i often talk my friends to smile.&lt;br /&gt;because if you dont, &lt;br /&gt;you will most probably tear or even cry.&lt;br /&gt;when i say i cry,&lt;br /&gt;i dont mean that i really cry like mad.&lt;br /&gt;i meant that i tear on my bed at night.&lt;br /&gt;its only at night then i'll satrt tearing.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;but i would not tear in broad daylight.&lt;br /&gt;my subconscious will just find a reason for me to cry.&lt;br /&gt;but everytime i think of my friends in school,&lt;br /&gt;the thought of them will crease the thought of tearing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-6768967214137891214?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6768967214137891214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/6768967214137891214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/02/more-about-me.html' title='more about me...'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-8541119820507021890</id><published>2007-02-04T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T11:52:59.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my friends, baobeimei, sisters &amp; nv er</title><content type='html'>AAAHHHH...&lt;br /&gt;2morrow camp lex..&lt;br /&gt;bag packed lex.. use tht big bag i bring to skool..&lt;br /&gt;hah! came to a big use lex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a list of wht to bring:&lt;br /&gt;we are suppose to be wearing PE attire.&lt;br /&gt;kao sia! other ppl wear camp t-shirt we wear PE attire! have to bring 1 more shirt home sia!&lt;br /&gt;   Wear:&lt;br /&gt;1. 3 sets of personal clothings&lt;br /&gt;2. 1 set of PE t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;3. 1 pair of slacks/pants&lt;br /&gt;4. 3 pairs of socks&lt;br /&gt;5. 2 pairs of shoes&lt;br /&gt;6. 1 pair of slippers&lt;br /&gt;7. Swimming costume&lt;br /&gt;8. Spectale band&lt;br /&gt;   Wash:&lt;br /&gt;9. Bath towel, soap &amp; shampoo&lt;br /&gt;10. Toothbrush &amp; toothpaste&lt;br /&gt;11. Toilet rolls&lt;br /&gt;12. Powder&lt;br /&gt;   Eat:&lt;br /&gt;13. Fork, spoon, plastic mug &amp; plate&lt;br /&gt;14. Waterbottle&lt;br /&gt;    Sleep:&lt;br /&gt;15. Sleeping bag &lt;br /&gt;16. Another pair of slacks/pants&lt;br /&gt;    Others:&lt;br /&gt;17. Torchlight (for night walk?)[i like tht!]&lt;br /&gt;18. Writing materials (write reflections.[4get it lahx.. maybe i juz fill in i love my friends?])&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;strong&gt;Personal medication&lt;/strong&gt; (ya.. my nose allergy dex..)&lt;br /&gt;20. Small amount of money (for transport home)[i think i'll be walking home ba..]&lt;br /&gt;    Optional:&lt;br /&gt;21. Track top/jacket [brought.]&lt;br /&gt;22. Insect repellent [Have. anyone want to buy from me? i can be bias dex..]&lt;br /&gt;23. Sun-block [not bringing.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i think tmr no diff frm other daes except tht i haf to bear wif not coming online lerx... i'll miss u all!! cry.. weep... my family, friends &amp; nv er....cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you all out there!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-8541119820507021890?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/8541119820507021890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/8541119820507021890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-love-my-friends-baobeimei-sisters-nv.html' title='i love my friends, baobeimei, sisters &amp; nv er'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-1044682708087573396</id><published>2007-01-31T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T19:04:43.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my friends, baobeimei, sisters &amp; nv er</title><content type='html'>ihateher|ihateher|ihateher!!&lt;br /&gt;arghhh...&lt;br /&gt;cant seem to stand her anymore!!!&lt;br /&gt;not again &amp; again mahx....&lt;br /&gt;mayb i too paranoid lex....&lt;br /&gt;its juz tht ahrr....&lt;br /&gt;nvrm...&lt;br /&gt;wait &amp; see larx...&lt;br /&gt;dont noe wht'll happen nxt oso...&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae went 4 badminton.&lt;br /&gt;haix damn less ppl i noe there.&lt;br /&gt;mostly sec 1s...&lt;br /&gt;some very **du lan** de...&lt;br /&gt;dont like dem from the start lex&lt;br /&gt;who noes dey dont like me from the start too??&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae didnt play much lax **heehee**&lt;br /&gt;was going round watchin...&lt;br /&gt;not enough place, no one to play wif too lorx...&lt;br /&gt;not my fault wad. i soo gd, let the others play...&lt;br /&gt;hahaa... oi!! but at least i got setup &amp; play horx...&lt;br /&gt;need to rest to crack my brains mahx...&lt;br /&gt;hahaa&lt;br /&gt;fridae i goin tooo...&lt;br /&gt;mayb onli lahx..&lt;br /&gt;think so...&lt;br /&gt;should be..&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i not going to her class lerx...&lt;br /&gt;after all tht, its ENOUGH!!&lt;br /&gt;*for dose who doesnt noe wht had happened, euu dont need to*&lt;br /&gt;她知道就好了...&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;nvrm abt her lex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todae Amath siok ahr...&lt;br /&gt;he chong like siao&lt;br /&gt;alot of things understand but didnt really remb&lt;br /&gt;den after tht dont noe how to use...&lt;br /&gt;hahaa&lt;br /&gt;i think i goin gila le...&lt;br /&gt;oh dear...&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;thts all ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends, baobeimei, sisters &amp; nv er. i love you all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-1044682708087573396?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1044682708087573396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/1044682708087573396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-love-my-friends-baobeimei-sisters-nv_31.html' title='i love my friends, baobeimei, sisters &amp; nv er'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-7007403924134286750</id><published>2007-01-27T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T20:24:50.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my friends, baobeimei, sisters &amp; nv er</title><content type='html'>these are the answers to the qns on gc's blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y = 2 – x                --------[ 1 ]&lt;br /&gt;x(x+2– x) = 5 – 3(2 – x)²--------[ 2 ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Substituting [ 1 ] into [ 2 ],&lt;br /&gt;x+2x - x²       = 5 – 3(4 – 4x+x²)&lt;br /&gt;2x              = 5 – 12+12x – 3x²&lt;br /&gt;3x² - 10x+7     = 0&lt;br /&gt;(x – 1)(3x - 7) = 0&lt;br /&gt;x = 1    or        x = 2 1/3&lt;br /&gt;when x = 1,   when x = 2 1/3&lt;br /&gt;y = 1    or        y = - 1/3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3x² + y² = 28   -------- [ 1 ]&lt;br /&gt;3x + y = 8      -------- [ 2 ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From [ 2 ] : y = 8 – 3x&lt;br /&gt;Substituting into [ 1 ],&lt;br /&gt;3x² + (8 – 3x) ²     = 28&lt;br /&gt;3x² + 64 – 48x + 9x² = 28&lt;br /&gt;12x² - 48x + 36      = 0&lt;br /&gt;x² - 4x +3           = 0&lt;br /&gt;(x - 1)(x - 3)       = 0&lt;br /&gt;x = 1      or      x = 3&lt;br /&gt;when x = 1 ,  when x = 3,&lt;br /&gt;y = 5      or      y = -1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2x + 3y = 5       -----[ 1 ]&lt;br /&gt;x² + y² = 6x – 4y -----[ 2 ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From [ 1 ] : y = (5 – 2x) / 3&lt;br /&gt;Substituting into [ 2 ],&lt;br /&gt;x² + [(5 – 2x) ²] / 3     = 6x – 4[(5 – 2x) / 3]&lt;br /&gt;x² + (25 - 20x + 4x²) / 9 = 6x - (20 + 8x) / 3&lt;br /&gt;9x² + 25 - 20x + 4x²      = 54x - 60 + 24x&lt;br /&gt;13x² - 98x + 85           = 0&lt;br /&gt;(x - 1)(13x - 85)         = 0&lt;br /&gt;x = 1          or       x = 6 7/13&lt;br /&gt;when x = 1,        when x = 6 7/13&lt;br /&gt;y = 1         or        y = -2 9/13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn 4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2x - 5y +17 = 0  ------[ 1 ]&lt;br /&gt;xy = 6           ------[ 2 ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From [ 2 ], y = 6/x&lt;br /&gt;Substituting to [ 2 ],&lt;br /&gt;2x -5[(6/x)] + 17 = 0&lt;br /&gt;2x² - 30 + 17x    = 0&lt;br /&gt;(x + 10)(2x - 3)  = 0&lt;br /&gt;x = -10    or      x = 1 1/2&lt;br /&gt;when x = -10, when x = 1 1/2,&lt;br /&gt;y = -3/5        or y = 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i nvr check ans so if there is anything wrong pls contact me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-7007403924134286750?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7007403924134286750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7007403924134286750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-love-my-friends-baobeimei-sisters-nv.html' title='i love my friends, baobeimei, sisters &amp; nv er'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-7828219991621120218</id><published>2007-01-22T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T17:50:03.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my friends, baobeimei, sisters &amp; nu er</title><content type='html'>*cry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kao sia..&lt;br /&gt;got fever yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cry*&lt;br /&gt;now forehead not hot le.. but throat &amp; stomach not comfortable..&lt;br /&gt;i want to go school man!!&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to bed at abt 10++&lt;br /&gt;woke up after every dream..&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not, i dreamt of school, techers &amp; friends..&lt;br /&gt;think i miss school tooo much le..&lt;br /&gt;after 6 am cannot sleep le.&lt;br /&gt;ate breakfast &amp; watch jacky wear his shoes &amp; left.&lt;br /&gt;he hates going to school.&lt;br /&gt;just a contrast lorx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to play chess with 周公 after that.&lt;br /&gt;woke up again at 9.&lt;br /&gt;mum said 'll go see doc.&lt;br /&gt;reach the clinic at Geylang East at about 10:30.&lt;br /&gt;registed &amp; consulted the doc.&lt;br /&gt;haix..&lt;br /&gt;went to eat meepok..&lt;br /&gt;tongue kana roasted.&lt;br /&gt;cant feel my taste buds le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ah mah house &amp; sat there for about 1 hour then when down &amp; fetch jacky.&lt;br /&gt;saw ying min's mum.&lt;br /&gt;dont think at first she saw me anyway cos i was walking behind mum.&lt;br /&gt;she didnt expect me to be there also lahx.&lt;br /&gt;then chit &amp; chat (talked about bio.)till ym's bro came out.&lt;br /&gt;he's a quiet boy sia..&lt;br /&gt;not like mine walk here jump there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont feel like talking abotu him lorx.&lt;br /&gt;must scold scold scold, talk talk talk then he listen&lt;br /&gt;sometimes dont listen one lorx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has lotx of dreams &amp; wishes..&lt;br /&gt;not me lahx.&lt;br /&gt;我比较现实&lt;br /&gt;dont think so far as to what i'll be next time.&lt;br /&gt;he doesnt wana get married.&lt;br /&gt;thats what i thought last time too..&lt;br /&gt;haix..&lt;br /&gt;都没有人要我...&lt;br /&gt;讲这样多都没有用的啦...&lt;br /&gt;do never gave a thought about it lez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lips a bit dry lehx...&lt;br /&gt;go drink water first k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAEiztERJSI/RbR2cek4LwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fq2JG3ejxLI/s1600-h/ant_slimy+eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAEiztERJSI/RbR2cek4LwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fq2JG3ejxLI/s320/ant_slimy+eyes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022769716041101058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-7828219991621120218?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7828219991621120218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7828219991621120218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-love-my-friends-sisters-nu-er.html' title='i love my friends, baobeimei, sisters &amp; nu er'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAEiztERJSI/RbR2cek4LwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fq2JG3ejxLI/s72-c/ant_slimy+eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-2938640370775653580</id><published>2007-01-08T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T19:41:50.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>08/01</title><content type='html'>school's quite ok lah.&lt;br /&gt;not too bad though..&lt;br /&gt;today since 11:30 am no lesson le..&lt;br /&gt;nvr did really chat wif the guys cos nth in common..&lt;br /&gt;they play maple like mad,&lt;br /&gt;watch soccer till midnight,&lt;br /&gt;nth really got me into talking long conversatons wif them anyway,&lt;br /&gt;william at least was up to their standard so was involved..&lt;br /&gt;den while the 4 of them(prem, ken, louis &amp; lakshmanan)chitchat away,&lt;br /&gt;(only got 4 cos william &amp; joel when 4 npcc sec 1 recruitment)&lt;br /&gt;i sat at joel's table(at the back of the class.)&lt;br /&gt;staring into space, thinking all by myself abt myself.&lt;br /&gt;k, nvrm.. dont stand in her way can le. heck care abt her.&lt;br /&gt;den when back into my thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;when to 3-2 when 黄老师 came to relieve physics lesson.&lt;br /&gt;didnt stay long.&lt;br /&gt;scolded reymond &amp; went off.(not really scolded him lah if u get it)&lt;br /&gt;chat wif monitress but she got confused up by me &amp; was dont know talking what.&lt;br /&gt;sat at rachel's seat &amp; chat wif sheryl.&lt;br /&gt;chitchat wif her got beaten by her wif her calculator after wht i said.&lt;br /&gt;ouch!!!&lt;br /&gt;okokok..&lt;br /&gt;i am convinced le kkk (:&lt;br /&gt;had weather project meeting&lt;br /&gt;and walked home.&lt;br /&gt;tired ahr...&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the teachers are still ok lah.&lt;br /&gt;not in any order:&lt;br /&gt;mrs loh is the kind of 认真的. very.&lt;br /&gt;mrs lim okok.&lt;br /&gt;miss nonis no bad.&lt;br /&gt;miss choong cannot start lesson.&lt;br /&gt;mr joseph 认真 &amp; funny. always have tht smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;miss kehk better than johnson.&lt;br /&gt;ss &amp; geo quite challenging.&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/35949111-2938640370775653580?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2938640370775653580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/2938640370775653580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/01/schools-quite-ok-lah.html' title='08/01'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-8324649336043305161</id><published>2007-01-02T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T22:01:09.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>halo!! all my friends whom i love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's my birthday leh!!&lt;br /&gt;finally 15. tomorrow wearing long pants le!!&lt;br /&gt;hope my hair'll look nice... cos had a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;thx 2 all those who sent me birthday testimonial!!&lt;br /&gt;i love u all!!&lt;br /&gt;obviously deep from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;simple simple today.&lt;br /&gt;i like my life beign simple one.&lt;br /&gt;went botanic garden today wif family &amp; ah mah.&lt;br /&gt;went wisma makan.&lt;br /&gt;den walked to Somerset to take MRT home.&lt;br /&gt;legs quite tired though.&lt;br /&gt;stay happy &amp; loving!!&lt;br /&gt;-- 10:00pm&lt;br /&gt;juzme&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-8324649336043305161?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/8324649336043305161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/8324649336043305161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2007/01/halo-all-my-friends-whom-i-love-todays.html' title=''/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-3808072004805295730</id><published>2006-12-24T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T10:23:26.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23/12 Saturday</title><content type='html'>yesterday went plaza singapura wif family &amp; ah mah.&lt;br /&gt;shopping 4 abt 1 - 2 hours inside den came out at abt (9++ maybe?)&lt;br /&gt;den walked from there towards orchard MRT.&lt;br /&gt;walked wif the flow lah. took pics &amp; chat.&lt;br /&gt;waaaah...&lt;br /&gt;came home legs damn tired ahr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-3808072004805295730?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3808072004805295730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3808072004805295730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2006/12/2312-saturday.html' title='23/12 Saturday'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-7691846702741439422</id><published>2006-12-20T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T11:12:09.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy days</title><content type='html'>zhou san ah dai ga!&lt;br /&gt;[早安阿大家]&lt;br /&gt;wahaa these few days has been raining hot but what is this!&lt;br /&gt;it has stopped raining 了 kao.&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae night rain haf 2 close kitchen &amp; bedroom windows. of cos lah got leave a gap ahr.&lt;br /&gt;if not "ngor wan lor!"&lt;br /&gt;[hahaa meaning "我昏了" in 广东话.]  [but i am a 广西人 leh... dont think anyone in the Chan family knows 广西话 lorx. :( ]&lt;br /&gt;haix "ngor wan lor! ngor jin A wan lor lo!"&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, these few days have been tidying up the house.&lt;br /&gt;呼...&lt;br /&gt;starting from dad's bedroom [all the books 啦z]&lt;br /&gt;after that shong ahr! doorway unblock 了.&lt;br /&gt;next is our room's door way. juz sort of put them neatly only 吧&lt;br /&gt;den next is the table outside our room. cleared up everything den jacky got his own tabe 了 yeah![even bigger than mine know...]&lt;br /&gt;after that tidied up the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;todae tidying up my owm table.&lt;br /&gt;kao messy. but not a big prob anyway.&lt;br /&gt;dad's room is a 大工程  cos have 2 put back everything by night cos he haf 2 sleep mahz! den next day continue.... took a few days...&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went Marina Square shop shop wif nini &amp; jacky &amp; mama.&lt;br /&gt;went off at 4++ den came back at 10pm zhun zhun ahr!&lt;br /&gt;nini bought a digi cam  battery juz charge 好&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-7691846702741439422?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7691846702741439422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/7691846702741439422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2006/12/zhou-san-ah-dai-ga-wahaa-these-few-days.html' title='rainy days'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-8582673435269642858</id><published>2006-12-12T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T11:12:34.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>open season</title><content type='html'>yesterday watch open season with nini &amp; jacky.&lt;br /&gt;the movie started at 7: 20 &amp;amp; ended at 8:35?&lt;br /&gt;then 在 orchard 走走..&lt;br /&gt;走till 9:30++ 吧...&lt;br /&gt;headache arh dont know why leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya.&lt;br /&gt;saw joyce &amp;amp; xinyu at KFC at bugis.&lt;br /&gt;she was the one who waved at me&lt;br /&gt;but i couldnt recognise her cause she changed her specs le.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-8582673435269642858?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/8582673435269642858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/8582673435269642858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2006/12/yesterday-watch-open-season-with-nini.html' title='open season'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-9196644389003828770</id><published>2006-12-10T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T11:13:25.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tidying up</title><content type='html'>These few days have been doing lots of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I have been tidying up my &amp; Jacky’s books since Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Then nini one I up them all in her boxes cause she don’t want me to touch her things.&lt;br /&gt;Now almost 7/8 done le… then I also tidy up my messy table.&lt;br /&gt;That’s when I realized that that part on 小故事大道理 of the “我的假期作业” I haven’t done yet. That one have to write 读后感 kao&lt;br /&gt;So I think I’m doing it today lors…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahh still got 24 days 就开学了…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; believe me…&lt;br /&gt;I do love &amp;amp; care for my friends.&lt;br /&gt;It’s a blessing to have me as your friend!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am saying the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whether you like it or not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-9196644389003828770?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/9196644389003828770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/9196644389003828770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2006/12/these-few-days-have-been-doing-lots-of.html' title='tidying up'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-3544804115661749841</id><published>2006-11-26T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T11:14:36.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sian</title><content type='html'>hey yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing better to do right here sia..&lt;br /&gt;recently added me friends.&lt;br /&gt;but i think its they add me leh.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thanx for adding me as your friend!&lt;br /&gt;*smiling* hahaa&lt;br /&gt;i think friendster is a way of knowing whose your friend and whose not.&lt;br /&gt;unless they dont have an account lahz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i want to say sorry to those who added me.&lt;br /&gt;cos i didnt know whether you guys still treat me as your friend mahz.&lt;br /&gt;so dont to add or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一大清早在这里没事做&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll stop here lahz&lt;br /&gt;bb my friends&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;all the best!&lt;br /&gt;remember to tag even if you have nothing better to do like me!&lt;br /&gt;nothing to tag also must tag k!&lt;br /&gt;dont feel shy! hahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;juzme&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-3544804115661749841?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3544804115661749841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/3544804115661749841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-yo-nothing-better-to-do-right-here.html' title='Sian'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-5664168522454641631</id><published>2006-11-14T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T18:53:57.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sian</title><content type='html'>today sianz arh..&lt;br /&gt;msn no one to chat with, no topic to chat about.&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanx to all who added me as their friend! =P&lt;br /&gt;ohya&lt;br /&gt;tagg at my blog k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to those who saw what the gays tagged..&lt;br /&gt;i changed the cbox le...&lt;br /&gt;pls forgive me...&lt;br /&gt;sorry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-5664168522454641631?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/5664168522454641631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/5664168522454641631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-sianz-arh.html' title='Sian'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35949111.post-116308049243903546</id><published>2006-11-09T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T18:54:26.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey!</title><content type='html'>hey!&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the first day whereby i officially start this blog.&lt;br /&gt;if u have any comments or suggestions,&lt;br /&gt;feel free to post them!&lt;br /&gt;(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;juzme&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35949111-116308049243903546?l=tobekns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/116308049243903546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35949111/posts/default/116308049243903546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobekns.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-p-today-is-first-day-whereby-i.html' title='hey!'/><author><name>ANTS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10092441586741401710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
