<?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-5923993</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:34:49.848-07:00</updated><category term='i was blind'/><category term='closure and release'/><category term='extended family'/><category term='bright and gay'/><title type='text'>squidy ink</title><subtitle type='html'>the life of a "squid"...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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>226</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5923993.post-5238098053505445580</id><published>2009-01-13T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T07:05:59.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok.. i've been on holiday since goodness knows when and i've actually had 2 more extra days.. so i should be grateful enough for that and not sulk about having to go back to school. SUCK IT UP AND FACE IT!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/5238098053505445580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/5238098053505445580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#5238098053505445580' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-8049261711986147588</id><published>2009-01-11T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:58:42.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's not that bad and everything's gonna be FINE!!Yes isabel.. psycho yourself!! Here i am sulking at home 2 days before school starts. One sem in nus has really taken a chunk out of me hence the feelings of great apprehension. Throw in my timetable and an evening final paper which drags my last day of school to the 5th of may; i feel great! =x But then again i'm taking modules that i actually </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/8049261711986147588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/8049261711986147588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#8049261711986147588' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-5335091546672692262</id><published>2009-01-07T09:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T10:02:18.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh gosh.. i'm having random thoughts at 1.38 in the morning. Pretty weird hour to be thinking. I was just thinking about the happy events in 2008 i.e SERVE, Cambodia, TMT etc... and i was really wishing that i could re-live those memories. Like go back in time and live in a continuos loop of those times.. sure i wouldn't be sick of it. But unfortunately, (or should i say fortunately?) that's not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/5335091546672692262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/5335091546672692262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#5335091546672692262' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-9107627475144081700</id><published>2009-01-04T09:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:22:24.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"What's worse, new wounds which are so horribly painful or old wounds that should've healed years ago and never did? Maybe our old wounds teach us something. They remind us where we've been and what we've overcome. They teach us lessons about what to avoid in the future. That's what we like to think. But that's not the way it is, is it? Some things we just have to learn over and over and over </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/9107627475144081700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/9107627475144081700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#9107627475144081700' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-7739417120561978647</id><published>2008-12-29T21:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T21:55:45.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"People have scars. In all sorts of unexpected places. Like secret roadmaps of their personal histories. Diagrams of all their old wounds. Most of our wounds heal, leaving nothing behind but a scar. But some of them don't. Some wounds we carry with us everywhere and though the cut's long gone, the pain still lingers. " - Grey's Anatomy (Scars and Souvenirs)Yup i couldn't agree more...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7739417120561978647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7739417120561978647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#7739417120561978647' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-1086454458013774081</id><published>2008-12-26T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T09:27:16.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha i feel like posting again! Anyway this post is going to be on the theme of giving thanks...Yes.. i admit i've been whining alot and this post runs counter to the previous 2 posts but admidst the dreariness there's still stuff to smile about.I thank God for my friends who saw me through my shittiest moments and still love me despite the ugly attitude i'm capable of displaying.I thank God for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/1086454458013774081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/1086454458013774081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#1086454458013774081' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-6738256528458873471</id><published>2008-12-17T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:53:02.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok.. it's more or less official.. i'm stuck in nus for another sem. oh joy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/6738256528458873471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/6738256528458873471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#6738256528458873471' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-6947113591629007836</id><published>2008-12-16T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T06:48:58.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know i haven't touched this place for ages and this post is really random, but i really need to rant so here goes... I never thought that australian uni thingy would hit me so hard. In fact when i first got the news it felt like it didn't really matter. But i guess i'm experiencing the impact full blown now. I'm not upset purely by the uni thingy; it just happens to be the triggering event that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/6947113591629007836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/6947113591629007836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#6947113591629007836' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-1136890463216716917</id><published>2008-06-30T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T07:19:13.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TMT 25 May - 3 June 08yes.. I know this post is way overdue but I never really had the time to sort out the pics and think of what to write. So here goes.. Well, I went to Northern Thailand, Chiang mai, Omkoi to teach english in a primary school in the town. It's a pretty small and quiet town but none the less a nice place to live in. We taught english in the school for 5 days, teaching from 9-12</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/1136890463216716917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/1136890463216716917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#1136890463216716917' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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/_CPt2zxnOVCo/SGiO_5A_s7I/AAAAAAAAAJo/arTIs6dCi8o/s72-c/team%40airport.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5923993.post-3901663323882236029</id><published>2008-06-29T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T09:09:22.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And so the nus faculty of science camp aka scamp has ended. It was pretty much running around nus and singapore and playing a bunch of obviously sdu endorsed games which thankfully i managed to worm my way out of. The highlights being the food trail in geylang and fright night at old henden camp. The seniors seriously did a really good job for fright night with the realistic costumes, make up, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/3901663323882236029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/3901663323882236029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#3901663323882236029' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-3268298544282323312</id><published>2008-06-17T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T09:27:37.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH MY GOSH!!! THE LETTERS ARE HERE!!!! =D And i finally got to meet up with Hannah! (my room mate in cambodia) They wrote to me and passed the letters to Hannah, but i didn't get to meet her til now.. so they are kinda late. But it doesn't matter.. i'm just so happy that my students wrote to me!! =) Hannah and I decided to meet up today so that we could pass each other our stuff and shop but i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/3268298544282323312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/3268298544282323312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#3268298544282323312' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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/_CPt2zxnOVCo/SFfb5nDqV1I/AAAAAAAAAIY/F0U4qLoCdwE/s72-c/17062008694.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5923993.post-1553444872341115079</id><published>2008-06-11T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T08:38:25.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have been on leave for 2 days and i'm enjoying it but i have to go to work tomorrow! It feels good to just stay home and read a book for once. Anyway monday was really tiring because I was dragged around far east by calisita ng bi qing before meeting mel and shu huey for ac band barbecue. We all left early in the end because we felt weird. I realised that we really aren't very close to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/1553444872341115079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/1553444872341115079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#1553444872341115079' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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/_CPt2zxnOVCo/SE_syPm_fRI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/piOrJfJXpYw/s72-c/10062008680.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5923993.post-6939424943193046801</id><published>2008-06-08T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T09:43:44.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Goodness.. I haven't blogged for ten years.. Maybe I should start again. So here goes my attempt at reviving my blog.Yesterday I met up with cal, ah gong and jun ping. We were supposed to meet at 9.30 but that woman didn't appear til around 10 plus. After which we spent almost 2 hours looking for a nice quiet bar to talk and apparently a bar fitting the above description was not in existance. We </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/6939424943193046801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/6939424943193046801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#6939424943193046801' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-5053551628546771881</id><published>2008-05-09T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T10:02:54.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wish I could go back to being a kid again. Where life was so carefree and you trusted everyone so easily. You didn't need to worry about the future, you really just lived from day to day. Somehow you knew everything would be there for you. You never had to worry about what to do; at least mom and dad would have had that planned out. You just simply believed and trusted. Now it's all about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/5053551628546771881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/5053551628546771881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#5053551628546771881' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-7333760335561401367</id><published>2008-04-04T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T08:29:24.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's my last week in pkh and i don't feel like going back anymore!!! It's amazing how time flies. The 1st 2 weeks crawled by and the last 2 weeks are zooming past. *RAAR* i remember telling joo leng before i left that scully after one month i don't want to go back and looks like it's coming true!!! I'm soooo gonna miss my students.. i think i might cry. My students said they will miss me too. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7333760335561401367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7333760335561401367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#7333760335561401367' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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/_CPt2zxnOVCo/SAteK_TZyGI/AAAAAAAAAHw/hxocUOhpzNo/s72-c/29032008645.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5923993.post-1075525262641904997</id><published>2008-03-27T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T08:10:17.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The office has broadband connection for 2 days as the company is giving us a trial and this is the last night of it.. so we're making full use of it! Hannah and I were super excited and hyper bout the whole internet thing so we were jumping up and down alot and both of us can't get the smile off our faces when we're online. Anyway let me update bout sunday..We went to Phnom Penh.. went to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/1075525262641904997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/1075525262641904997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#1075525262641904997' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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/_CPt2zxnOVCo/SAtcB_TZyFI/AAAAAAAAAHo/086G9k7eUKA/s72-c/23032008639.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5923993.post-7041358509224006708</id><published>2008-03-21T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T23:24:16.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's my update for the week. Basically, i officially started my job as a teaching assitant. I help to supervise the class, mark their work and i also give remedial to tge weak students. So far I taught 1 official lesson. Super scary lar.. i still haven't figured out whether giving remedial or teacing the whole class is worse. But my students are really very nice. I currently have 3 remedial </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7041358509224006708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7041358509224006708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#7041358509224006708' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-2274557922570650072</id><published>2008-03-16T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T06:13:42.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hannah and I aren't setting up the joint blog after all.. so all updates will be on my blog! Anyway, i'm doing fine here except for the fact that i couldn't sleep on thur night and i almost fell sick on friday due to lack of sleep and crazily hot weather. It's nice here.. I have a bed, pillow, blanket, fridge, hot water and blah blah it's just that i CAN'T STAND THE SPIDERS AND LIZARDS! The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/2274557922570650072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/2274557922570650072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#2274557922570650072' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-7564426529230627943</id><published>2008-03-09T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T08:17:52.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ARGH I'M SO ANNOYED WITH MYSELF!!! My carelessness, clumsiness and laziness will really be my undoing.. I want to bunch all of them up and throw them out of the window. I feel so irritated and upset with myself.. i need a hug =(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7564426529230627943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7564426529230627943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#7564426529230627943' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-3576983845545172479</id><published>2008-03-03T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T05:29:44.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SERVE 08 has ended! I can't believe it... those 2 months just flew past. Anyway it's been a really great experience and i really don't regret ever going for serve. The lessons learnt and friendships forged are just so precious. I couldn't have wanted it any other way. I just thank God for putting me in SERVE.On friday we went for night cycling.. we cycled from ecp to esplanade, played pepsi cola </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/3576983845545172479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/3576983845545172479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#3576983845545172479' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-2862599443802743091</id><published>2008-02-08T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T07:26:45.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mel, Martin, Nabi and I went to the istana to watch the acsi and acsib band perform and i got heat injury. Partly coz i was standing in the sun for too long and i didn't drink much water. My vision started blurring, my hearing started to go, i started turning pale and before i knew it, i was on the verge of blacking out. So they had to move me to somewhere with shade. It was such a horrible </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/2862599443802743091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/2862599443802743091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#2862599443802743091' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CPt2zxnOVCo/R6xxXSDP3nI/AAAAAAAAAGY/yRBs_4jL6lQ/s72-c/08022008599.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5923993.post-5673753945862349102</id><published>2008-02-07T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T07:42:44.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On friday, i started playing around with a knife and with the recent hoohaa we had been making bout sweeney todd.. kris exclaimed "sweeney todd!" and edited the photo.. it's seriously quite funny.. except that i don't look demented enough as i was trying too hard not to laugh.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/5673753945862349102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/5673753945862349102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#5673753945862349102' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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/_CPt2zxnOVCo/R6smoSDP3mI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/-e-ozpbS47g/s72-c/P1010012c(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5923993.post-7460960350378862072</id><published>2008-02-06T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T07:01:10.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Choices have consequences...Many times we do things without thinking of the consequences. We act as we please, without checking our behaviour and considering the implications of our actions. We might end up hurting ourselves or worse, others. There are 2 ways you can learn a lesson.. 1. by learning from others' mistakes 2. by learning from your own mistakes.. and yes.. the latter is always the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7460960350378862072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7460960350378862072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#7460960350378862072' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-2716385567912058005</id><published>2008-01-31T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T06:35:26.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay i'm finally going to update! Bec and I stayed over at kristen's house last night so it would be easier to get to st margaret's primary the next day. I dragged them to colds storage to satisfy my craving for ice cream and after which bec took a few unglam shots of me being a pig.For once I look like i have *ahem* thunder thighsThe st margs pri thingy was one of our duties in SERVE.. it's like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/2716385567912058005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/2716385567912058005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#2716385567912058005' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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/_CPt2zxnOVCo/R6HWTiDP3kI/AAAAAAAAAGA/_us-2nPXB5A/s72-c/SNAP!(686).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5923993.post-4322804908781430889</id><published>2008-01-19T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T08:11:09.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha i haven't blogged anything about serve and i'm too lazy to do it. So for updates, look at kristen's and ben's blogs. =) I'll blog bout serve soon.. eventually... i think..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/4322804908781430889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/4322804908781430889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#4322804908781430889' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-7603249886776706955</id><published>2008-01-05T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T08:25:28.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Love is patient and kind; love is not jealous or boastful;it is not arrogant or rude. Love does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful;it does not rejoice at wrong, but bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.1 Corinthians 13:4-7</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7603249886776706955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7603249886776706955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7603249886776706955' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-6697739406176819652</id><published>2007-10-10T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T08:41:33.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh my goodness.. my jc life just flew by like that and it seemed just yesterday it was the last day of sec 4. It was a memorable and special 2 years. I'm just so grateful for the friends God has blessed me with and i'm so grateful that God put me in ACJC.Anyway our sweet juniors got us bears representing us and placed them in concert order.ACJC flute section! EVIL joel almost kicked us over the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/6697739406176819652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/6697739406176819652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#6697739406176819652' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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/_CPt2zxnOVCo/RwzvWI31HSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/81uEJUkBUkk/s72-c/10102007409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5923993.post-9016852337965364661</id><published>2007-09-25T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T07:06:20.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is a Power beyond our power,A hand that clasps our hand,There is a strength beyond our strength,A heart that understands.There is a smile that warms out souls,A calm, assuring peace.And at the mercy seat of GodThere's grace that cannot cease.So in your weary, trying daysMay it comfort you to knowThe Father guards your life with loveAnd never leaves his own.Judith Gooding</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/9016852337965364661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/9016852337965364661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#9016852337965364661' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-2136397061725725655</id><published>2007-09-11T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T06:54:39.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>18... welcome to the world of alcohol... =xno, i won't become an alcoholic..18 and my friends still find me childish so they only gave me 1 candle.. =/Thank you everyone for the wishes and presents! Love all of you loads! =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/2136397061725725655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/2136397061725725655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#2136397061725725655' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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/_CPt2zxnOVCo/RuaY2mYTwKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/T3iot7_alZ8/s72-c/09092007334(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5923993.post-510819267365328904</id><published>2007-07-30T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T04:45:25.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think i can take back my old nickname of disaster girl. Yesterday i dropped sashimi into my bag. I was happily going to put the hamachi nicely dipped in wasabi into my mouth when it slipped frm my chopsticks and landed somewhere down. After tracing the soy sauce trail, the sashimi was found in my bag right on top of my chem and math notes! ROAR! Today i happily walked into the classroom looking</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/510819267365328904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/510819267365328904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#510819267365328904' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-7266655533161720152</id><published>2007-07-20T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T09:42:56.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay! I'm very thankful for alot of things.. I'll just name a few.. 1. my friends who helped me collect my notes when i wasn't in school. 2. I missed 173 and caught 176 almost instantly just when i was about to cab home.. saving me the cab fare. (this happened twice in a week) 3. My bro bought the harry potter book for me as an early birthday present! He came to disturb me bout the book that day </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7266655533161720152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7266655533161720152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#7266655533161720152' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-5183532461682832548</id><published>2007-07-17T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T07:14:00.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am sh*t tired! (pardon the crude language) So would you rather suffer from insomnia or be super tired? Revision is driving me nuts coz i'm moving so incredibly slowly and i've been rather short tempered lately. I need to chill!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/5183532461682832548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/5183532461682832548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#5183532461682832548' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-2363349208385526396</id><published>2007-07-14T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T09:43:34.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm like uber tired. The day started out with tennis with nabi, joel and hong chin at hong chin and joel's house. Where we whacked a grand total of 9 balls out of the court in random directions out of which only approx half the no. made it back. Ball whacking statistics... joel: 0 nabi: 2 hong chin: 2 isabel: 5.. yes.. violent me murdered 5 balls. Lol.. it was a randomly fun morning. After tennis</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/2363349208385526396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/2363349208385526396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#2363349208385526396' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-6747765528205896807</id><published>2007-07-12T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T05:23:01.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>INSOMNIAI just can't get to sleep no matter how tired i am. This is driving me nuts!!! I couldn't sleep well last night coz i dreamt i was doing chem qns and i tossed and turned the whole night and woke up with a start. The only thing i remembered when i woke up was KMnO4. And this happened despite me being dead tired. I WANT MY SLEEP BACK!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/6747765528205896807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/6747765528205896807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#6747765528205896807' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-3841058995148987836</id><published>2007-06-18T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T05:45:59.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Band camp was quite fun but uber tiring. Well, it's my last band camp and yup it adds to the nice memories. =) Aside from playing our instruments.. we cam whored...cam whored...cam whored...and cam whored some more... lolIt's gonna be the last time sleeping in the freezing cold dorm with all my friends.. Disturbing everyone with my dolphin's squeaks and strangling jasmine with the ipod wires.. =</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/3841058995148987836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/3841058995148987836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#3841058995148987836' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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/_CPt2zxnOVCo/RnabhaeKK6I/AAAAAAAAAC4/SpOuzIzkA8U/s72-c/14062007228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5923993.post-7598290229784529562</id><published>2007-06-09T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T09:14:10.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I did cip at the bird park for 5 days and it was seriously a great experience. I had lotsa fun and i really miss the birds and people at the bird park. Jean, dr elly and the other ppl we worked with, the lalala cockatoo, tweety, laura and patrick the 2 eclectus parrots and many more. Day 1:I reported to my department, the breeding and research centre (brc) while mel and nabi reported to the avian</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7598290229784529562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7598290229784529562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#7598290229784529562' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CPt2zxnOVCo/RmrVGKeKKsI/AAAAAAAAABI/IUpuzqGe5WA/s72-c/07062007215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5923993.post-1290182185254065531</id><published>2007-06-05T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T07:02:46.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yea, no one listens to the dusk speck screaming. No one listens to me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/1290182185254065531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/1290182185254065531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#1290182185254065531' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-7551122138458174993</id><published>2007-05-29T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T07:32:32.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7551122138458174993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7551122138458174993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7551122138458174993' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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/_CPt2zxnOVCo/Rlw5dr7V1mI/AAAAAAAAABA/uXZg8P7-538/s72-c/DustSpeck-771221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5923993.post-7482049151027964110</id><published>2007-05-19T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T09:15:24.211-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extended family'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today i went for my grandaunt's daughter's son's wedding. So that makes it my cousin's wedding somehow.. my mom was introducing my bro and i to a whole tonne of relatives and it was rather intimidating coz the way you address them is so complicated and u have never met them before. ok.. they saw us when we were kids but we don't remember them. And suddenly i have so many cousins. Gdness.. i never</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7482049151027964110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7482049151027964110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7482049151027964110' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-8661010770971465715</id><published>2007-05-18T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T07:44:57.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today we had this rather cool lab session where we got to introduce plasmids into e. coli and my nose was dripping like mad. I think i might have contaminated the culture.. lol. The guys were playing with the rubber gloves by blowing them up and filling them up with water. Which they later threw into the girl's toilet to scare people which was quite funny. Eventually no one saw a water filled </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/8661010770971465715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/8661010770971465715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#8661010770971465715' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-984079899998009382</id><published>2007-05-07T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T05:05:44.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i was blind'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I never knew you were like this. I am absolutely appalled by you. Don't tell me you understand because you don't and you are in no position to say that. I don't believe you actually did such a thing but then again, why am i not surprised? To think i respected and looked up to you. That pretty image you painted of yourself is ruined and i have not a single ounce of respect left for you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/984079899998009382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/984079899998009382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#984079899998009382' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-3248501192619879456</id><published>2007-05-04T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T07:05:40.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bright and gay'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I walked pass fairfield today to meet dorcas at the fairfield bus stop. As i gazed into the school and saw its various rooms, memories flooded back. The band room, our sec 3 classroom where we used to throw jean luah's stuff ard, learn at fairfield where we got caught playing bingo in class and where we slogged our guts out for Os. The chem lab where many crappy lab accidents happened not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/3248501192619879456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/3248501192619879456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3248501192619879456' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-6348006408240070016</id><published>2007-04-04T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T00:32:33.621-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='closure and release'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>At least the stress in that part of my life is gone and i can breathe easy now. Its over. No more struggling with mountains of hw, no more reaching home real late. No more excuses for ponning sch. And i will not face lousy grades!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/6348006408240070016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/6348006408240070016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#6348006408240070016' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-6134183836255054367</id><published>2007-03-21T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T06:00:38.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bio paper was madness. It was physically and mentally demanding. There was like hardly enough time to think, my hand almost dropped off and i finished mcqs in 10 minutes. After bio was 2 and a half hours of chem tuition. I'm mentally exhausted, don't feel like studying for chem. 4 down, 1 more to go.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/6134183836255054367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/6134183836255054367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6134183836255054367' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-192079836614268639</id><published>2007-03-19T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T04:19:27.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ap, gp and summation should be thrown out of the window while the nervous system notes look really good in the toilet bowl. I did ap, gp and summation til i nearly puked blood. And the nervous system is so irritating.. its my most hated topic in bio and bio's supposed to be my favourite subject -.- My bro didn't download episode 119 of bleach, gdness knows when i can watch it.. Anyway xuan gave </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/192079836614268639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/192079836614268639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#192079836614268639' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-7744535092803887925</id><published>2007-02-26T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T05:22:10.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thank You LordYes I thank You LordFor the trials that come my wayIn that way I can grow each dayAs I let you leadAnd I thank You LordFor the patience those trials bringIn that process of growingI can learn to careBut it goes against the way I amTo put my human nature downAnd let the Spirit take control of all I doCause when those trials comeMy human nature shouts the things to doAnd God's soft </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7744535092803887925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/7744535092803887925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#7744535092803887925' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-2253724445979737516</id><published>2007-02-23T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T08:28:55.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>People keep saying, "we're all in the same boat." However, i beg to differ. The thing is, they are in an ocean liner, while i'm in a sampan which is sinking and on fire. The most wonderful thing is that instead of quenching the flames, kerosene has been splashed onto the flames. You know what this means? I'm going down. Well done isabel.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/2253724445979737516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/2253724445979737516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#2253724445979737516' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-9126389330200467530</id><published>2007-02-17T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T05:46:39.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Valentine's day.. i can only say "sweet til you get diabetes!" -amos It's super sweet because of the thoughtfulness of your friends when they get the gifts and the effort they put in. This post is like super overdue but still i would like to say I LOVE YOU ALL! And thankies for the presents!! jing, kc, xy, me, nabi and eunice!pressies from everyone! presents frm eunice, jing, kc and nat!and a BIG</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/9126389330200467530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/9126389330200467530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#9126389330200467530' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CPt2zxnOVCo/RdcApVB8qZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2rnJM3Q0q6c/s72-c/loveactually.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5923993.post-116999659130739048</id><published>2007-01-28T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T07:03:11.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm super irritated by the bio tutorial and my brain has gone on strike so i'm not doing anymore til i'm happy. I'm so dead! I was supposed to do math this weekend but i didn't touch it at all! Anyway, ji chen's cactus died today and cal's conked out many moons ago so my cactus is the only survivor. The funny thing is that both their cacti died the same way- getting dropped on the floor. So sad, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116999659130739048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116999659130739048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116999659130739048' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-116835621760973874</id><published>2007-01-09T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T07:23:37.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>40 push ups, 50 crunches, 2 minutes of step ups and 4 rounds of the track. Plus 10 extra push ups and crunches for inappropriate attire. SHEESH! I love mass pe. =/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116835621760973874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116835621760973874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116835621760973874' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-116825939887992187</id><published>2007-01-08T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T04:29:58.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday i went to study at beauty world macdonalds with chia hoe and shu tian. Chia hoe is a super big distraction! SO NOISY! TSK! Shu tian keeps drawing weird cartoon character when he's bored. So we didn't study much and we ended up going to play pool. Chia hoe, "there's pool tables available" Shu tian, "i'm having 2nd thoughts, maybe i sld study." 5 minutes later shu tian starts drawing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116825939887992187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116825939887992187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116825939887992187' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-116782216852149966</id><published>2007-01-03T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T03:05:34.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First day of sch, RAAAHHH! Thank gdness they only changed one of my teachers.. but then again, they kept the *ahem* teacher and changed the good teacher!!! ROAR! I want my bio teacher back!! And alright, for the sake of my grades i'll learn to love the chem teacher. *sulks* oh.. during chem, by some freak accident i got a new mom. Anyway i was half dead in sch thanks to caffeine intoxication yest</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116782216852149966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116782216852149966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116782216852149966' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-116770543366719136</id><published>2007-01-01T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T18:37:13.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm listening to li sheng jie and blogging.. emo emo.. alright, the closer the friendship/relationship, the bigger the disappointment and hurt. First new year resolution: not to be the disappointment in others' lives. ( i think i won't be able to fulfil it) sigh.. *shakes head*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116770543366719136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116770543366719136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116770543366719136' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-116750260962020164</id><published>2006-12-30T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T10:26:36.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh yay! I got my band fest photos!!my section!my section with mixed up ties inspired by krisme and jiesheng! someone i haven't met since sec 2! hahaBand fest was fun and it was an interesting experience. ok i shan't elaborate.. i'm lazy!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116750260962020164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116750260962020164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116750260962020164' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-116722585539460079</id><published>2006-12-27T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T05:37:24.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Instead of complaining bout not getting enough presents, or not getting what u wanted for Christmas,i wanted that tiger!I have decided to count my blessings and give thanks. =)well, i'm thankful that i get to celebrate mom's birthday with her,Its exactly 5 years since i got coco, I get to spend Christmas with my friends, the sanethe insaneI even get to choose my favourite Christmas pressie this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116722585539460079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116722585539460079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116722585539460079' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-116696455767512974</id><published>2006-12-24T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T04:49:17.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Your stuff toys will all run away"- ben"your stuff toys are only there in body not in spirit because of u"- xuanROAR! My stuff toys love me too much to run away! And the dolphin's still squeaking.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116696455767512974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116696455767512974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116696455767512974' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-116584961490681172</id><published>2006-12-11T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T07:35:33.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my dear section with shaun m.i.aour sweet classmates who came. Not forgetting kc and jing!Concert pressies from first night!The roses daniel gave us and shaun m.i.a againme, amos and my FAVOURITE secondary school kid! XDThe combined flute section consisting of acjc, acs(i) and acs(ib) with some ppl missing..concert pressies from 2nd night!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116584961490681172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116584961490681172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116584961490681172' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-116477620424133197</id><published>2006-11-28T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T20:56:44.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm back from band camp!! It was super hectic, super tiring but super fun! Combines in acjc and combines in acsi. Freezing in the room at night and in the acsi cpa. Squashing shu huey and jasmine in my sleep. Running in the rain with jasmine, shu huey, zhi wen and kristen. The downs when we got demoralised about our playing, the ups when the music fell nicely into place. The night games where we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116477620424133197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116477620424133197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116477620424133197' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-116373290468418161</id><published>2006-11-16T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T19:08:24.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bio olympiad is a horror. Its like mini mental marathon although i don't think some ppl wld think so. There are 4 parts, A, B, C and D and you do A and B first in 1hr 45min then you are given 30min break before you do C and D. Effectively you do 200 questions in 3hr 30min.  Which is 1.05min per qn, each qn 5 options. Your mind just doesn't stop working. Although in the middle of the olympiad i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116373290468418161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116373290468418161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116373290468418161' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-116360013627225970</id><published>2006-11-15T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T06:23:09.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I spent the whole day cramming bio today. Congragulate me! Me and Shu huey were so bored with campbell that we got super amused about turtles breathing through their asses. And we started laughing at the pictures of the scientists. Quite disrespectful.. We needed to derive some thrill out of studying that 3kg book. Sigh.. if only campbell was like its other "counterpart" i could just drink it all</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116360013627225970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116360013627225970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116360013627225970' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-116256557200285132</id><published>2006-11-03T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T06:55:39.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was very fun! I went with jing and kc to 2 runway shows and shopped! After the horrible chi paper we ponned results slip collection and went to kc's house. Then we went to expo to watch the run way show. It was rather exclusive as we needed invitaitons to get in and thanks to jing and her bro we got 3 invitations. The man at the counter was like "you all are students?" then he raised an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116256557200285132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116256557200285132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116256557200285132' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-116229779875121631</id><published>2006-10-31T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T04:29:58.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I thought of something some time back when i was looking at my fingers. My index finger is splinted to the 3rd finger to straighten and support it. It made me think of my friends. =) When you walk the wrong path, fall, when you are sad.. you always have these special people to support you and straighten your path. Like the buddy finger, they will be there for you to lean on and help you walk </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116229779875121631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116229779875121631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116229779875121631' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-116099129456747967</id><published>2006-10-16T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T02:40:29.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fruits Basket Episode #8this episode is so sad... but its really nice.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116099129456747967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116099129456747967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116099129456747967' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-116097936680202648</id><published>2006-10-15T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T23:16:06.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My finger is still swollen.. haha.. haven't seen a doc yet though. It hurt through the whole night! Anyway.. open house on sat was sooo tiring! We played the same pieces 6 times and we had practice throughout open house. Alot of us were sooo dead by the end of open house. Me and nabi were being lame during booth duty so we took the following photos.. hahai look cool with the saxophone!!wahahaha!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116097936680202648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116097936680202648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116097936680202648' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-116049026530487011</id><published>2006-10-10T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T07:24:25.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am very upset.. =(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116049026530487011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116049026530487011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116049026530487011' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-116038821140904536</id><published>2006-10-09T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T03:03:31.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't believe how out of point i am.. people are having holidays and i stupidly signed up for the bio olympiad selection nonsense. I was seriously haveing 2nd thoughts since yest. So me, nat and kc didn't study and went in powerfully to do the test but we like died at the first qn. It was super funny.. we all came in late.. took the paper looked at the 1st qn.. the lac operon___ then options </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116038821140904536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/116038821140904536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116038821140904536' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-115798627009231404</id><published>2006-09-11T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T07:56:45.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha.. 17th birthday was great!!! I have a whole list of people to thank and i really am blessed to have them as friends. I wanna thank my dearies, kaichian, jing, eunice and natalie!the hand made brithday hat which evolved from eunice's subject registration form. It says "today is my 17th birthday!"And i was forced to wear it to class...the birthday hat before it evolved and the traditional </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115798627009231404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115798627009231404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115798627009231404' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-115755780176332543</id><published>2006-09-06T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T08:51:54.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My head is killing me.. it feels as if its gonna split open any moment and it makes me feel sick. But i'm happy.. i just checked the end of year schedule and i'm clear for TMT!!! Its a real good thing.. but i dunno whether its God's will for me to go for this TMT so i'll just pray about it. =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115755780176332543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115755780176332543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115755780176332543' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-115701746407405098</id><published>2006-08-31T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T02:53:24.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I went back to FMPS to visit my pri 6 form teacher.. my friends were like "what.. ppl go back to sec sch and u go back to pri sch?" Apparently we couldn't go back coz FMSS is closed.. haha.. firhad organised the teachers' day.. i'm not surprised that there's 2 days of hols. FMPS has changed alot but it still looks the same.. what am i talking about.. but as we walked through it, memories just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115701746407405098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115701746407405098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115701746407405098' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-115676904635159675</id><published>2006-08-28T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T05:44:06.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Instead of mugging, i have been watching bleach.. ROAR! Its sooo distracting i shouldn't have taken the bleack cd out of my bro's room last week.. now i'm hooked. My efforts to abstain from anime have all gone down the drain!!! oh.. i have one complaint though.. i think rukia and abarai renji look good together but they are not.. so sad! ok.. ignore my randomness.One random thing i found out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115676904635159675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115676904635159675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115676904635159675' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-115531185335837589</id><published>2006-08-11T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T09:02:06.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have discovered my inner guy today thanks to natalie. haha.. all 5 of us have our inner guys... my inner guy/alter ego is called issac, natalie's is nathaniel, kaichian's is kelvin, jing ci's is jing son and eunice's is chucky. So now we call each other by our alter egos.Anyway, school today was rather fun i managed to do a headstand! very pro right? all right i did it with a little help. But i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115531185335837589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115531185335837589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115531185335837589' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-115514053594838433</id><published>2006-08-09T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T09:22:16.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just came back from staying at janice's house. It's been a fun filled 2 days. After school on tue i met up with xuan and ben to do janice's present. It was really crappy coz we encountered lotsa stupid incidents while pasting the pics and decorating the scrap book. Which led to screaming and squabbling. sng weixuan and benjamin siow are DAMN MEAN! they made me write  93 captions! My hand almost</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115514053594838433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115514053594838433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115514053594838433' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-115459020735899245</id><published>2006-08-03T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T00:30:07.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I should have heeded jasmine's words that day. But i stubbornly ate that double chocolate chip cookie. So now i'm down with sore throat and flu. Didn't go to school today and i feel really bad about it. The doctor gave me 2 days of mc but i'm not sure whether or not to go to sch tmr. Maybe i should.Anyway, in my delirious state last night i had a dream of 3 groups of people i spend the most time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115459020735899245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115459020735899245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115459020735899245' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-115400528081031101</id><published>2006-07-27T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T06:01:20.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh no.. this place is SUPER dead.. well.. its always been.. the week has been a pretty horrible week. I was super busy with lotsa tests and work. There are new pieces from band which are hard and i'm going to die coz my playing really sucks. I screwed up my chem spa. It's the 2nd time IN A ROW that i got a faulty bunsen burner. I have a horrid blister on my thumb coz i stupidly grabbed the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115400528081031101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115400528081031101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115400528081031101' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-115168292749022778</id><published>2006-06-30T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T09:09:16.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wanted to blog bout sydney but i figured if i did so, everyone would probably die reading my post. Since pictures are worth a thousand words i'll just let the pictures do the talking. =)&lt;-- my dear section at bondi beach.   nabi, me and weiting from inside the cable car.          flutes at angel place.      we ran out at night to get gelato =)      the sydney opera house and sydney harbour </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115168292749022778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115168292749022778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115168292749022778' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-115028769449718602</id><published>2006-06-14T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T05:33:30.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Despite being in such a terrible mood recently, I thank God that there are still things for me to smile and be thankful about. I thank God for always being there for me no matter how terrible i am. I thank God for blessing me with so many friends who would give me that boost when i need it. Encouraging me, lending many listening ears, simply just being a friend, helping me when i need help etc. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115028769449718602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115028769449718602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115028769449718602' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-115028721971837263</id><published>2006-06-14T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T05:13:39.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Despite being in such a terrible mood recently, I thank God that there are still things for me to smile and be thankful about. I thank God for always being there for me no matter how terrible i am. I thank God for blessing me with so many friends who would give me that boost when i need it, helping me when i need help. I desparatly needed to sell off 3 tickets for band concert. If i failed to do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115028721971837263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115028721971837263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115028721971837263' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-115002962504169480</id><published>2006-06-11T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T05:41:12.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay! feeling much better after sleeping the whole afternoon. =x Just went to a doctor today and all the medicine dispensed causes drowsiness! Its irritating lar, i wanted to study but ended up sleeping. Feeling better mentally and physically too. And no, i'm not nuts. Hope my problems can be solved soon. I just have to keep praying, trusting and working hard. =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115002962504169480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/115002962504169480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115002962504169480' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-114985432272105740</id><published>2006-06-09T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T05:23:09.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's a chapter from the bible i read when i feel down and i always feel better.The lord is my shepard; i shall not want.He makes me to lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside the still waters.He restores my soul; He leads me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.Yea, though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, i will fear no evil; for You are with me; Your rod </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114985432272105740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114985432272105740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114985432272105740' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-114977659073751738</id><published>2006-06-08T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T07:33:03.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm super sad. I feel horrible and terrible. I'm suffering and hurting physically, mentally and emotionally. Sometimes i wish i could just die while walking along the streets.. get knocked down by a car or something then it will all be over. But thats not exactly the way life is. But i'm sooo tired. I need a doctor and a shrink. I need you to pray for me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114977659073751738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114977659073751738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114977659073751738' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-114934210792028401</id><published>2006-06-03T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T06:41:47.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Post to myselfYou SILLY girl!!! Why are u getting so worked up over this? You don't have any right to care or question anymore! You wanted out in the first place so MOVE ON coz you can't turn back!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114934210792028401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114934210792028401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114934210792028401' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-114813109845499830</id><published>2006-05-20T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T06:18:18.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I went for my training at the zoo for the SPH conservation ambassador thing. Everybody took the test today but mine was postponed so i will take it on another day. It was quite fun coz we all kept talking crap.Basically we are supposed to educate the public.. haha.. tell them bout the 2 exhibits tropical crops and the australian outback. Actually both exhibits are nice but the australian outback </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114813109845499830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114813109845499830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114813109845499830' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-114787638280820278</id><published>2006-05-17T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T07:33:02.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH!!! I went canoeing with my church friends last friday.. but i'm not gonna blog much bout it.. just gonna post a couple of pics up and no.. they are not of us canoeing... getting amused over a reserved sign..YAY!!! =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114787638280820278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114787638280820278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114787638280820278' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-114787557262192745</id><published>2006-05-17T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T07:39:27.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have finally finished my last test of the term! I'm sooo happy! The thing bout having so many tests is that it feels sooo good when its over. Although i know i have screwed up my math test today, the pain is only temporary. =p So i can finally breathe a sigh of relief and slack my time away... ok.. only for a while.I had my first bass guitar lesson today! Michelle taught me the c and g major </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114787557262192745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114787557262192745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114787557262192745' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-114719039151544639</id><published>2006-05-09T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T08:59:51.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today i went out for lunch with kc, eunice and jing. We talked bout lotsa stuff and during 1 of our conversations, we agreed on one thing.. life IS pretty boring. Its like i don't see the meaning of life. I stop to ask myself "what are you doing?" and "why are you doing all that?" I dunno the answer. Maybe its just the expectations ppl have for me; i struggle to meet them and end up implementing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114719039151544639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114719039151544639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114719039151544639' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-114579512197545825</id><published>2006-04-23T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T05:25:22.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was wei xuan's birthday so they celebrated it by tao poking him. ok crap.. we got him crappy but really apt pressies. A winnie the pooh kiddy pool table, with 2 cue sticks and 22 coloured balls, sponge bob squarepants boxers and a winnie the pooh pillow. ok.. we went for lunch and pool today. The bunch of us consisting of phoebe, daesiree, me, joshua, benjamin and wei xuan. Pool was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114579512197545825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114579512197545825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114579512197545825' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-114543953746437770</id><published>2006-04-19T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T02:38:57.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay! Finally a free day after 4 tests in the span of 3 days. I can finally rest and relax and slack my day away. It's really absurd tests every week, piles of hw, tuition and hectic cca schedule. Its amazing how i can do all that and still have a social life and the time to be a couch potato. Ok, i don't do some tutorials and i don't mug alot. And i know that i'm SOOOO dead for math test!! As for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114543953746437770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114543953746437770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114543953746437770' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-114432731601882970</id><published>2006-04-06T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:41:56.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aaaaarrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhhhhh!!! I got super alot of hw *GRRRR* ok ok.. serves me right for not doing my hw the day before.  I have GP, GP and lots of GP, a stupid chinese compo and the stupid stupid preliminary ideas for pw all to be done by tonight.. and what am i doing? well.. me and kc have decided not to do the preliminary ideas and watch lost.. lol. Who says i don't live up to the ac </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114432731601882970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114432731601882970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114432731601882970' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-114343705833472346</id><published>2006-03-26T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T21:24:18.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm supposed to be mugging for a bio test now but heck, i haven't blogged for AGES. ok, i'm back after a whole series of events.. orientation, acjc muse, youth TMT, start of lessons and a whole series of blood tests *ROAR* I have not updated for sooo long.. very outdated.As you can see, i have been extremely busy but so has everyone. Anyway, i have had 5 tubes of blood drawn out of my arm to date</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114343705833472346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114343705833472346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114343705833472346' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-114087842783408468</id><published>2006-02-25T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T06:50:53.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm super shagged! Had band today as usual but it was really long and tiring. It started with the founders day then sectionals on 1812 overture, lunch then combine. During lunch, qian qi kicked kenneth's butt then commented that it was very big. Then she wondered out loud... "why is he butt so big? whats under his shirt?" So she walked over and lifted up his shirt frm the back and the whole world</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114087842783408468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114087842783408468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114087842783408468' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-114042010038206630</id><published>2006-02-19T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T23:21:40.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I ponned sch agn today so i'm blogging now =) ok... recently i have found a few new eye candies but i only have 2 pictures of them. There are 4 actually. So here goes... first up!!! Wilson N130. Its silver and white and its fiona's target, so its out of bounds for me oh well... really light racket and sleek too.Next up, is Wilson N140!!! The one i have my eye on. actually, n130 had a more breath </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114042010038206630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114042010038206630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114042010038206630' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-114001070964363205</id><published>2006-02-15T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T06:14:38.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm super shagged and my muscles are aching! Yesterday it was madness all the way. Around 2 hours of squash, 2 hours of pool and 2 hours + of band. Playing squash with the sch's rackets can really make your arm break... like what we were told. Its super heavy compared to stupid chia hoe's $230 squash racket which we didn't hesitate to treat roughly. oh, speaking of chia hoe, the fag's pants SPLIT</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114001070964363205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/114001070964363205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114001070964363205' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-113932991514028609</id><published>2006-02-07T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T04:59:34.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm bored &amp; i'm waiting for my ipod to finish charging, so i shall do this. =xSeven qualities I want in a potential boyfriend/girlfriend:1. understanding2. good listener3. does NOT use cosmetics (disgusting!)4. has to be taller than me5. has to be older than me6. dependable7. likes animals =)Seven things that scare me:1. spiders2. ppl who are paranoid over studies3. ghost stories4. rejection5. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/113932991514028609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/113932991514028609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113932991514028609' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-113906278891510170</id><published>2006-02-04T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T06:19:48.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm back agn! I fell down the stairs of a double decker bus 2 days ago thx to some stupid shu qun girl. yes, i know u will probably erupt into fits of laughter like what my other friends (esp. daniel) did =/ but its not exactly supposed to be funny. But i kinda find it funny... but i'm pissed bout it!!! ok... it was a lazy morning where u get total silence despite the bus being crowded. We went </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/113906278891510170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/113906278891510170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113906278891510170' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-113846328684067395</id><published>2006-01-27T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T07:52:44.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The eve of chinese new year's eve =) The stupid celebrations in jj ended around 9.30 which was good... but i'm still furious that i missed mass dance in the morning! Went back to fairfield after that. It felt so good being back there... seeing my juniors, my teachers... miss Mdm Xu hui lots! Even elaine's long winded talks seemed acceptable. Sat in the canteen and talked crap with my 4A friends </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/113846328684067395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/113846328684067395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113846328684067395' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-113825427071357684</id><published>2006-01-25T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T21:44:30.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes, i didn't go to sch agn today... chances are i might be missing sch tmr as well. Actually its quite cool.. if i don't go to sch tmr, that would mean that i spent only 1 day in sch! haha.. i have been sick more or less the whole week and i'm sick of going to sch too. Its so mundane. Nothing much to look forward to, nothing much to do but to listen to lessons. But i feel compelled to get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/113825427071357684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/113825427071357684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113825427071357684' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-113740858364930117</id><published>2006-01-16T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T02:49:44.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok.. i haven't been updaing for ages and when i finally decide to do so.. the post happens to be a negative one... i was so fed up that i penned my thoughts down during maths tutorial.. so here goes..Today really sucked! We wanted to crash ac and attempted to get out of sch but got caught by the security guard. WE sneaked past him successfully and broke into a run outside the gate when he saw us </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/113740858364930117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/113740858364930117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113740858364930117' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-113740929922521386</id><published>2006-01-15T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T03:01:39.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went for reunion dinner today. Went to the same old restaurant we have been going to for umpteen years. My granny is a vegetarian so every year we have mock for reunion dinner. Anyway, i finally got to see my nephew! Frankly speaking i'm not the type to squeal and smile over babies or young kids.. but my nephew really makes me smile and go "AWWW!" he's SUPER CUTE lar! Especially when he starts </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/113740929922521386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/113740929922521386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113740929922521386' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-113447816792874694</id><published>2005-12-13T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T05:07:08.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to church yest. for skit rehersal. Had to run then kneel down and i ended up sliding and my toe got busted. Joo leng could still call me a moron and she called me moron 3 times the whole time. My toe hurt the whole night but the pain stopped this morning. Went for band festafter that.. The Barnes and the Reed band were better than the Sparke and Smith band.(sorry kor) But overall it was not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/113447816792874694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/113447816792874694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113447816792874694' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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-5923993.post-113430087182277578</id><published>2005-12-11T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T03:44:10.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I admit that i did egg beatrice on initially but that didn't mean i was the mastermind or instigator. I recognise my part in it and i say a big sorry to everyone. If by taking the full blame, everyone wld be happier i gladly do so. Do pardon me for appearing dao but i don't really feel like talking to anyone now. I need some time to sort out my thoughts and emotions. The deeper the friendship, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/113430087182277578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5923993/posts/default/113430087182277578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contradictingsquidy.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113430087182277578' title=''/><author><name>belly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04154901510123381001</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>
