<?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-24826975</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:59:49.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inane</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-7391522822549022561</id><published>2008-12-04T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T01:48:53.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she doesn't care who laughs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dead Serious by ZOEgirl&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who's that girl with the Bible in her hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The smile on her face, she doesn't get it, I don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The way she walks with her head in the clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She doesn't care who laughs, walks right through the crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's right, that's me, I don't care what you think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;People talk all day, I don't care what they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You think I'm delirious, a typical reaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aren't you curious about my satisfaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe you're envious, a little curious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You can laugh, but I'm dead serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Watch her as she goes, there's something different and she knows it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ask her why, and she'll flash that silly smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She says she's got a purpose and she's done with all the games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus saved her soul and she'll never be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's right that's me, I don't care what you think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You can talk all day, I don't care what you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eternity won't wait for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've made my choice, it's where I want to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All I want to be seen is the light of God shining in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I may be young, but I am free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You can't change what I believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's right, that's me, I don't care what you think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You can talk all day, I'm okay anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Serious, I'm serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You can laugh but I'm dead serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;quite hard to sing hor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-4636256264483593611</id><published>2008-11-27T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T03:21:16.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been a long long while.. but then i really wanted to say things that i've been feeling, so since mat has been saying me, and then i am sort of bored i shall write. but its gonna be loooooooooooooooooooooooong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i've been feeling so busy, like i feel as though i'm just so swamped and overwhelmed with all that things that i have to do. and its not even really that i am not enjoying it cos i am.. but more like cos it just feels alot and i can't even have time to do leisurely things.. which sucks. and i feel very stressed cos it seems as though its something new to do everyday, and then it just gest so so so so so overwhelming and all i can think about is omg i have to do this or that and then i get so stressed and then i was looking at my calendat and thinking that between now and next year i have like no time at all in december, and how to study!!? and then also i feel like so tired of having to do so many things. i don even know why i do it also cos it's not even requried of me, but yet i feel like someone expects me to do more. in actual fact, i think its just myself haha. but really really i feel like someone expects me to do something more all the time, especially in cell. and then i was also thinking about next year jan, like omg how am i gonna study!! cos there's really no time plus going for all the lit lectures recently make me feel like i am sooooooooooooooo unprepared for next year. its just BANG BANG BANG non stop activity and i'm so afraid for next year because i'm afraid that it'll feel like this but a hundred times worst cos i won't even have time to breathe, let alone do anything else!! ok so its very scary for me. next year is really not an appealing thought.. it freaks me out big time big big time time big time big BIG BIG BIG TIME!!!!!!! like, its seriously not a fun thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've also been thinking about, what kind of person i am and also the kind of relationships i have with my friends. so this is what i realised. i think way too much, i analyse, and analyse, and think think think things to DEATH and then more often than not i end up over-thinking things until it becomes way more complicated than it really is. it's very unhealthy i tell you. for myself and my friends. i think alot of it is my fault, cos i usually take up more things than i can handle, and i end up having quite little time to spend with my friends, and then because i don spend time with them then i will keep analysing every little thing that happens along the way. confused? ok never mind i also. and then when i do talk to them, suddenly everything seems fine, like there never really was a prob in the first place. so well, it just proves that its all in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking about the whole boyfriends thing, and also marraige, aiyo i very scared la.. like at the beginning of the year i always joke that my class only 5 boys, then how to get married like that!!?! then i was kidding la but then NOW I'M NOT KIDDING ALREADY! i really very scared. ok la. not really la. i'm sort of just being paranoid cos like i said when i have time i analyse. cos i'm quite sure not alot of ppl read this so i can be honest lor XD i feel like, in school, guy options are limited. in church, sometimes abit weird also cos like know them for so long. other than that, where else? i'm not being a despo la, cos i don even want a boyfriend now, but then its just that i'm thinking long term ma :) i was telling jing en about my plan and she laughed at me!! so bad. but i know i sound very ridiculous when i talk about this matter, because its not something more ppl would like consider in such depth i think. but then i really think about these stuff haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, my ambition in life all along has been to become a housewife, and that's it! haha. but then i also know that i can't just do that la, cos i don wanna let all my education go to waste. i really need to think about what i wanna do with all this knowledge and everything. and then i remembered last time in sec sch, we did this career quiz thing. and then you know what!!mine was like journalist or something. but ok. here is a list of things i would like to pursure:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) something in advertising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) journnalism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) drama teacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) script writer for tv, or a playwright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) travel writer!! (heard this from joseph)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) social worker with kids or teens. not really social worker la. i don't think i can do that. i think more like counsellor something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) actress! but more for theatre than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think for now that's all that i can think of. hopefully as i progress i will move closer to a career that i can enjoy. and also well. as i watch more and more korean shows, i really hope i can get married to a nice nice guy who is really really nice and can make me happy. heee! i feel happy just thinking about it. yes i know i sound like extremely spastic right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaah. i think now is really not a good period for me. i've been feeling quite insecure at times, and other times like really stressed. but then again, it's also quite good cos i feel that in cell and all everything is quite good. so. i can't really decide how i feel haha! omg i am very schizo now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok, i am really talking crap now. anyway, whatever it is, as usual, don't give whatever i say so much thought. cos alot of times, when written down it just sounds so much more serious than it really is, or it conveys that i care more about it then i really do. writing does that somehow. likeon its own, i really just think about all of this maybe once in awhile, but then cos i write it out then it sounds likes its all i think about!!!!!!!!! hahahahaa. ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like i like i like huan dongyu shi!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-4636256264483593611?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/4636256264483593611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=4636256264483593611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/4636256264483593611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/4636256264483593611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-been-long-long-while.html' title=''/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-8988019689304793058</id><published>2008-08-20T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:37:53.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my name is jo</title><content type='html'>went to the chiro today. he's quite funny, and a christian too so that helps. um. yeah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's been kinda better, like i have made a resolution to do all my work again XD you should ask me how that's going &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(psssst not very well)  &lt;/span&gt;so anyway, i'm not sure why but then recently i think my brain and rationality has just started to work again. all of a sudden i see things that i forgot i used to, and i begin to have sudden realizations again. ok only ppl probably like mat or ed or kiew yuan might know haha. cos in class i used to have sudden epiphanys and then they have no choice but to listen muahaha, poor them. ya but then i think the past months i have been so selfish and i keep thinking only of school work and woe is me life sucks blablablabla my needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there's more to life isn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that is my sudden realisation of the moment :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and HAHAHA IN YOUR FACE MANGOWEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need time to figure me out, cos i have no idea what kind of a person i am honestly. okokok. i shall stop being like this so melodramatic and um. like that-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall be like those here's a blog about my day person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i went to school. the weather was nice and cold and i didn't wanna get out of my bed. but i did anyway and then i was annoyed cos we had to go to the hall due to the rain and then i got sweaty :( and then we went out of the hall and it was cool again. then was math in the lt that smells uncannily like a toilet and then was gp and then was lit and then pw and then econs. all of which was incredibly boring and dreadful. thank goodness for friends or i'd just die. it's really like carissa said, if not for friends she wouldn't have survived jc, and i think neither will i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so. i read ky's blog. eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. why is there another "her". don want already la please. just rely on Him can? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a more serious note, cheezels BBQ cheese is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and phantomrenegade, whoever you are, thanks for the encouragement but i think you're kinda freaky :/ please step forward and identify hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! ok i thought i was done but NO. i think my friends rock and i love them alot alot alot especially cos they are all weird and random and completely nuts and all with loose screws in their heads. apparently we all don't have brains and gen is "prettier than renee" (AHEM doji) and jiexin is special as usual :) and i'm abnormal according to samuel cos i laughed when he sang and he thought i was spastically laughing to myself. but no sam. i was laughing at YOU. and renee ever sensible, sometimes gets quite mad. i'm happy i don't have to be responsible no more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-2141579008605763862</id><published>2008-08-05T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T00:33:16.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if life were msn nicks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 21st december, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- but what if i thought wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i'm too different to be true :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- stressed out and on wit's end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- why do you make me guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- breaks are goooood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- hello friends! i world of opportunities await you!&lt;br /&gt;(opportunities of work that is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- marco polo bridge lu gou qiao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- wouldn't it be nice if we could not study?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- vacation vacation, my kingdom for a vacation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- HSM on ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- noo..... really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i'm confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. enough of those. basically those are random thoughts but they all constitute some part of my life that is happening at some point somewhere :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think. firstly, i need to apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you, i wasn't being fair. i shouldn't be gotten so worked up, but i really was angry. however, what's over is over and i hope that you will believe that too. cos honestly i'm tired of you being mad at me and i've decided, what the hoo. i've done my part. over to you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to someone else, i'm sorry that i wasn't being fair either. just because i was coming out of that,  i shouldn't have taken it out on you and been cold to you, even when you were being so nice. because i was being a confused kid who did not know what to do. i still don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to myself, sorry that i have not been you for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty mateys. jc by the way, is not for the faint of heart. i'm not sure if that's me yet. faint of heart. i might be. between church and school, i must say i am having quite a difficult time coping, but that is also largely due to my lack of discipline and also cos of my horrible procrastination, then the work piles up and suddenly!!! a mountain appears. and seriously, you can NEVER and i mean NEVER chip away at it. it's like those zombie movies. you cut one in half, and they both sprout out heads and legs and then becomes 2. seriously. that's how it feels right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, things aren't good with my back. been feeling kinda uncomfortable lately, and also my parents seem to be getting more and more worried, as am i to be honest. so i've decided to be a good person and be healthy and eat well and exercise. which means, i will swim with my mom twice a week but it's in a horrid indoor pool which = no tan :( not that i really wanna be dark but who ever heard of a person who swims twice a week but is pale and pasty? not i! i could very well be the first such person teeeheeeeeeeeeeee. either way, we're looking into 3 options:&lt;br /&gt;1) surgery&lt;br /&gt;2) chiropracter + exercise etc healthy lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;3) prayer --&gt; healing and wholeness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, according to my dad's book, you can't be CURED of scoliosis because it's like got to do with demons and such. scary stuff. but then as i go to the h and w course i think it's not that scary after all. in any case, EVERYONE has demons, just that maybe mine's worst? i'm not sure either. but then. it's not easy for me to say all this also even if i am admitting it to empty webspace. i. am. afraid. i'm quite scared that i'll die early, and that i will be uncomfortable and forever have a one-sided curve. it's not fun. and although i do joke about it at times it does scare me that it might get so bad i have no choice but to go for op cos i really don't want to. i've said that i want God to heal me, but then again sometimes i also have that doubt in me that hey maybe it's just wishful thinking maybe i'm too sinful etc etc etc. so i really really don't know. i pray i'll be healed, but the faith, that belief that i really can be healed sometimes it's missing. and i don't know why i find it so hard to believe. it should be simple enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-2141579008605763862?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/2141579008605763862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=2141579008605763862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/2141579008605763862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/2141579008605763862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-life-were-msn-nicks.html' title=''/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-3174072266148514892</id><published>2008-04-01T15:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T15:57:34.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skirts</title><content type='html'>too long&lt;br /&gt;too short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nerd&lt;br /&gt;slut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not in breach&lt;br /&gt;broke the rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 fingers from the TOP of knee cap&lt;br /&gt;4 fingers from the MIDDLE of knee cap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unroll&lt;br /&gt;unpick&lt;br /&gt;buy new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's rules? who makes the distinction? and who decides?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-3174072266148514892?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/3174072266148514892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=3174072266148514892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/3174072266148514892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/3174072266148514892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2008/04/skirts.html' title='skirts'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-8803926042846080471</id><published>2008-03-20T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T23:28:16.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wonder why she won't tell me. i mean. it's been so long but still she still doesn't feel that she can tell me such stuff. why? is it me or her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty kiddos. i'm back in business. and when i say business, i mean busYness :) bee-zee-nurse. it's like non stop activity i feel. not sure if it's good or bad yet haha. at least i know i won't really be in trouble with the devil then! cos an idle mind is the devil's playground. and boy i can tell you i have NO TIME to be idle. at all. although. ok la i have time la ahahhaah! i'm always like having the intention to do something and then i don't so while i'm trying to do tat thing i'm supposed to be doing but not exactly doing it, my brain is pretty much, idle. get it? mmhmm. read it again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, there's this thing that's just going on and on in my brain. and i can't get the thought out and i REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY really wanna tell someone about it but then so paiseh and i shy shy la hahahahha XD and then. ya. that's all. since i can't tell what that thing is, i guess all i can settle for is telling people that i have something i wanna say. so that at least SOMETHING is said right? i know it doesn't make sense. ok. just ignore this. but then you'll ask, aiya if you want me to ignore it why don't you just delete it!! and save us the confusion. then i'll say. well. cos. i wanna say it :D hahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ya the other thing is... i joined photographic society! okok.. i &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;know&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; i said it's boring and i &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;know&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; i said i was put off by it. and i'm sorry! ahaha. cos. well it really was boring to me then. but then now i'm sooooo glad i joined it. cos really i can't wait to learn more photog skills and everything. I'M SOOOOOOOO EXCITED!!! :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D can you feel my excitement people!! cos i'm like wooohoooo bouncy bouncy energy ahaha. ya i'm just really glad la. i know that this it the right choice for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's some food for thought. who is your true friend? here's a cute quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Piglet sidled up to Pooh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Pooh!" he whispered.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Yes Piglet?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Nothing," said Piglet, taking Pooh's paw. "I just wanted to be sure of you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this quote alot, it made me think about who's my Pooh. i'm sure we all have friends, but then, there's that friend that you just. need to be sure of cos you probably trust him/her the most and sometimes you just wanna be sure that that person is still there for you? or maybe you're so confident that that person is there all the time. then that's great! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. once again as you can tell i'm going about in circles. you've gotta catch up with my train of thoughts haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooooo, yesterday i had the worst experience of writing a gp essay. it was Horrible. with a capital H as you can see. i was so tired and i couldn't think and i could just spit all that i knew out. and i found out that i work better under pressure when doing gp essay. cos when i have no time to 2nd guess myself, it just comes out better ahha. this shows that its better not to think and think so much and agonise over the right words to say. JUST SPIT IT OUT! as you probably guessed, i'm not just refering to gp here :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite tired now. i realised. i used waaaay too many "ok"s teeeeeheheheheeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and :(:(:( cos i didn't get to watch Horton. and :):):):) cos my holiday was a useful one. and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D cos it's GOOD FRIDAY tomorrow! which = holiday=rest=more homework :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomgomgomgomg. i typed so much already right. waaaah then i accidentally closed the page! thank goodness for auto save. thank you blogger! ahhaha. gosh. gave me a scare there. ok bye bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-8803926042846080471?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/8803926042846080471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=8803926042846080471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/8803926042846080471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/8803926042846080471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-wonder-why-she-wont-tell-me.html' title=''/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-2774622724538300535</id><published>2008-02-23T14:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T14:25:01.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so what if it's dead! XD you guys need to find some other form of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so jc life is kinda annoying, all the making friends and then changing friends and then making new ones again. i mean, everything else is ok, but there're always that feeling that it's temporary and not permanent, so everything's always so unsure. and i really really REALLY hate that feeling la. and i'm so scared that it's gonna become more and more busy and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least i'm thankful for the fact that i go to church cos i have friends that are always there and not changing. my only constant :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-2774622724538300535?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/2774622724538300535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=2774622724538300535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/2774622724538300535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/2774622724538300535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2008/02/ok-so-what-if-its-dead-xd-you-guys-need.html' title=''/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-7119280749086461846</id><published>2008-01-10T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T18:28:48.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>P.S in case you were wondering, i accomplished NOTHING on my list of things to do during the holidays :D but it was still great cos see, everything works out cos plans don't always come out the way you want them too, but you get other things that are just as good :D:D:D:D:D the wise words of me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-7119280749086461846?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/7119280749086461846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=7119280749086461846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/7119280749086461846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/7119280749086461846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2008/01/p.html' title=''/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-1027299599294239545</id><published>2008-01-10T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T18:27:24.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year all you who are so bored and read this!</title><content type='html'>i wonder why people even visit blogs. i mean, mine is so boring! why people tell me why! haha. i'm just irresistable. ok so i'm in sajc now. and it sucks cos it's tiring but the school is good. i just hate the feeling of being in school but i enjoy being in THIS school. get it? either way, i totally miss being in secondary school. like even though i used to complain alot that i couldn't wait to leave shss cos i'm tired of seeing the same people for 10 years, now i feel like i'm at a loss cos there's only 3 people from shs in sa and that includes me. so yeah. it feels weird but then it also gives us some strange affinity, like we just somehow will clump together in a way. gen, zheng da and i are now friends. aww. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO SO SO anyway. let me tell you about school! ok lectures are totally sleep inducing, except for GP cos that's really really interesting, like the teacher is really good. math lectures are just. woah. more effective than sleeping pills. my eyes just start to close and then i have to keep reminding myself to open them! i'll be like asking my friend, how long more? 30 min. huhhhhhhh!!! then awhile later... how long more? 20 min. huh! why so long more! then it goes on until it ends then i suddenly feel really energetic. it's weird. i can't explain it haha. tutorials are alright, i'm just more comfortable with a classroom rather than a HALL but then again i'm still getting used to my class so it's a little weird. but i think it'll be ok. although we're probably the most boring class since we spend breaks doing homework together!! geeky class eh :) but i liiike... hahahhaha. fit right in. it helps cos then i can go home and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey drama people! i joined drama again :( boring. everyone says it's so typical of me to join the same cca. but then i really wanted to join photog but it's not my fault that i was put off by the boringness. seems these days all i think about is how boring or unboring something is haha. has my life been reduced to this!?! noooooooo!! gasp! horror! ok whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm bored already hahaha. i don't even know why i keep this since i write it mostly out of obligation. cos you faithful fans want to know about me so much :) ok that's lame since like. few people read this. but it's ok it's my outlet for thinking not an essay written for comments. so it's just to let my thoughts out so i can stop thinking about it haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mat it sucks that we're in diff schools but we'll still meet RIGHT!?!? hehehehe. and i will pounce upon every opportunity that you end school an hour later than me then we can meet :D yay us! and des too and gen too will come cos i say so MUAHAHAHAHAHA. i will drag des' lazy butt there hahaha. DES DID YOU HERE THAT? YOU BETTER COME OR I'LL CALL YOU EVERYDAY AND BUGETH YOU! ok i suck :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's rewind now back to the year 2007. it was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was 2007!! and i miss it :( i miss o levels. i miss secondary school, i miss china, i miss camp, i miss studying easy things, i miss basically all academic stuff cos everything in JC is soooooooooo hard! everything is all about reading more widely and reading in more variety, and thinking analytically and critically. and the only thing that remains the same is math which i can't remember anything anymore my brain needs a reboot. BUT BUT BUT BUT BUT i LOVE my china studies class. it's the one thing i look forward to even though i think it's gonna be tough, i think it's interesting. and i have no idea why hahaha. i just think it'll be fun. today we had a like discussion thingy about the events happening in china and i was like woah so many things are happening! but then i felt really fascinated that things that happen in china can have that much impact on us and the world's economy blablablablabla. it's good stuff man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to say this: i saw cows and sheep being killed in china hahahaha and it was good stuff. really cool. in the words of alyssa, the best bio lesson ever :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-1027299599294239545?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/1027299599294239545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=1027299599294239545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/1027299599294239545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/1027299599294239545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-all-you-who-are-so-bored.html' title='happy new year all you who are so bored and read this!'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-8980108064497804229</id><published>2007-11-02T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T22:18:09.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, it's friday, and sheesh i can't wait for the Os to be over! and eveyrone says DITTO! so here's my list of things to do after the Os :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) read the phantom of the opera&lt;br /&gt;2) read the bridge to terabithia&lt;br /&gt;3) get highlights&lt;br /&gt;4) get fit! hehe it's a long shot.&lt;br /&gt;5) make some baked goods and EAT THEM MUAHAHA. there goes my fitness plan!&lt;br /&gt;6) i can't think of anything else hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. i seem to have so much to look forward to! not. but whatever. it's always good to have a holiday! if nothing, you get to be a couch potato and watch tv everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recent;y i've been cycling to the park almost everyday. feels good man!! cycling is great. it's like just brainless! pump your legs up and down up and down faster faster faster!! and it feels really great with the wind in your hair and all that. it's good. the only downside is that your butt hurts after awhile hehehe. and i donno why, but cycling is like one sport that i don't mind. actually that's not true. i like sports. i just don't like it when i'm forced to do it, like i pe :) then i become suddenly unable to do sports. but not for 2.4 la that's real incapability haha! but i can run short distance!! i think :) hehehe. i used to be really sporty when i was young, like always swimming and cycling and running and playing badminton and tennis. now i'm just like. oh swim. nah. i'd rather sit here in front of my one eyed monster i.e tv and rot. yep. that sounds so much better than just boring old swimming! haha, it's called the lazy disease. BUT NO MORE! i am newly reformed. exercise is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever, i wonder how long that phase will last (not very long). oh sheesh can't this o levels be over sooner!! i know it's just 4 or 5 more days but it's a really long 5 days i tell you!! it's like, it's gonna end, so it feels worst like AAH JUST GET IT OVER WITH ALREADY!!! then i hyperventilate and just can't take it anymore!! :( &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wanna be able to watch tv and not feel guilty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-8980108064497804229?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/8980108064497804229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=8980108064497804229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/8980108064497804229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/8980108064497804229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-its-friday-and-sheesh-i-cant-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-2912005246557061193</id><published>2007-10-01T18:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T19:25:49.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY CHILDREN'S DAY!</title><content type='html'>i seem to always write on some sort of holiday. although sadly, we have mostly grown out of the age where we are considered children. it's times like these that i really think about what it was like to be a kid, and how everything seemed to simple back then. no o levels, no wondering what your friends are gonna get up to next, no wondering if life is gonna turn out the way that you always expected it would. and it's times like these that i start to try to return back to my childhood, looking at old stuff, and the sudden longing to go back to doing the same silly things i used to do, having pure innocent fun without all the frills and thrills there are now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminiscence. it's nice to take some some time to just have a thought about the past. i've started to listen to all the oldies again, which i used to do when i was younger. i'm amazed at how music has evolved since then. i mean, these songs are like from the 1960s and 70s, so that's been about 30 years? but the music has changed like. wow. ALOT i tell you. now, every song is like, i love you i miss you i wanna have sex with you don't you think i'm hot and the sexiest thing alive come on everyone worship me. i mean, that's kinda the vibe i get from music these days. of course this doesn't apply to ALL songs but still. you get the idea. anyway, going back to the past, the songs back then were so much simpler. i mean, sure, almost every song is about love but the love back then seems so much better then the 'love' we have now that is portrayed in songs these days. i want back the old days, the days of kindergarten where i spelt phone and fone, the days of primary 2 where joel poke a hole in my water bottle and made me cry, the days of primary 4 where i found out what true friendship meant, the days of primary 6 where i finally felt i belonged, the days of sec 1 when studies were the sideshow and fun was the main concern, the days of sec 2 where i was actually fit and had fun, the days of sec 3 where i realised i couldn't have my cake and eat it too, and finally, the days of the beginning of sec 4, when O levels seemed a long long LONG way away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i am now. less than a month before the Os and all i can think about it is this: where do i go from here? SAJC or MJC? or poly? should i go where my friends go, or should i make a choice regardless of theirs? i donno, really donno. it's stressful but actually i don't really feel very stressed. i think it's just the sad feeling that this phase of my life is soon gonna be over, in 12 days in fact when the graduating ceremony takes place. and that really really is the worst thing to me. that i can't get back all the wasted days and all the wasted times that i've spent doing such worthless meaningless stuff that i could've spent in a better way. but like daniel said. unless we go through all of that and make all the mistakes we have to make how will we learn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's very true. another thing i have to hold on to is that wherever i go, whatever i do, i gotta just learn to trust God with my future. and it's hard. especially when you don't know where it's gonna lead you. it's like being in a dark dark dark dark room where you can't even see your ow hand in front of your face. and you have to trust in this small small small voice that's telling you, walk this way and that, and trusting that that voice isn't gonna lead you into a pit. and all i have to keep me trusting i guess is that this small small small voice belongs to a really big God that won't lead me wrong. don't get me wrong, i don't think it's easy to trust God. in fact, i'm still very much working hard on it. i find it harad to surrender it all, and if you ask me, i really feel like just taking things into my own hands and saying this is mine why sould i give it up?!?! it's way to hard!! but like i said. small voice, big God. that's all there is to it. He leads me for the best and i know it. it's just hard sometimes to apply knowledge. everyone who's learnt math can testify to that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. i honestly do not know how i jumped from one topic to another so quickly. i guess it's true, men are like waffles, women are like spaghetti. men think of things in boxes and compartments, so things don usually overlap, but for women, it's like spaghetti, where one strand leads to another and another and another and another and it never ends haha. cos all the strands touch and are always somehow related. i love being a girl :D liberty to talk and talk and talk and talk and then people will just be like. oh. ya. she's a girl, she's &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt;  to talk that much XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here's the funniest song i've heard in a long time, and my new favourite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A Guy is A Guy - Doris Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I walked down the street like a good girl should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He followed me down the street like I knew he would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because a guy is a guy wherever he may be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So listen and I'll tell you what this fella did to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I walked to my house like a good girl should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He followed me to my house like I knew he would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because a guy is a guy wherever he may be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So listen while I tell you what this fella did to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I never saw the boy before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So nothin' could be sillier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At closer range his face was strange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But his manner was familiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So I walked up the stairs like a good girl should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He followed me up the stairs like I knew he would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because a guy is a guy wherever he may be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So listen and I'll tell you what this fella did to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I stepped to my door like a good girl should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He stopped at my door like I knew he would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because a guy is a guy wherever he may be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So listen while I tell you what this fella did to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He asked me for a good-night kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I said, "It's still good day"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I would have told him more except&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;His lips got in the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So I talked to my ma like a good girl should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And Ma talked to Pa like I knew she would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And they all agreed on a married life for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The guy is my guy wherever he may be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So I walked down the aisle like a good girl should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He followed me down the aisle like I knew he would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because a guy is a guy wherever he may be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And now you've heard the story of what someone did to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And that's what he did to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE this song! i love how the girl is so. innocent, yet not. like, she calls herself a good girl, yet she's so full of herself, knowing just how attractive she is, such that she'd already known that the guy would follow her! hilarious i think. just another example for the guys, of how sweets girls aint always sweet so you shouldn't judge a book by it's cover. some really dull covers have great content, and some really attractive covers have like. no content at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. i'm bored now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-2912005246557061193?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/2912005246557061193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=2912005246557061193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/2912005246557061193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/2912005246557061193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-childrens-day.html' title='HAPPY CHILDREN&apos;S DAY!'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-1725564918488267715</id><published>2007-08-15T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:45:36.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Popular; Wicked, the musical!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;GALINDA(spoken) Elphie - now that we're friends, I've decided to make you my new project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ELPHABA(spoken) You really don't have to do that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;GALINDA(spoken) I know. That's what makes me so nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(sung) Whenever I see someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Less fortunate than I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(And let's face it - who isn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Less fortunate than I?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My tender heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tends to start to bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And when someone needs a makeover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I simply have to take over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I know I know exactly what they need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And even in your case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tho' it's the toughest case &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I've yet to face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Don't worry - I'm determined to succeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Follow my lead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And yes, indeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You will be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Popular!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You're gonna be popular!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'll teach you the proper ploys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When you talk to boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Little ways to flirt and flounce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'll show you what shoes to wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;How to fix your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Everything that really counts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To be popular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'll help you be popular!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You'll hang with the right cohorts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You'll be good at sports&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Know the slang you've got to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So let's start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;'Cause you've got an awfully long way to go:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Don't be offended by my frank analysis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Think of it as personality dialysis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Now that I've chosen to be come a pal, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sister and adviser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;There's nobody wiser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Not when it comes to popular -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I know about popular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And with an assist from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To be who you'll be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Instead of dreary who-you-were: are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;There's nothing that can stop you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;From becoming popu-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ler: lar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;La la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We're gonna make you popular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When I see depressing creatures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;With unprepossessing features&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I remind them on their own behalf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To think of Celebrated heads of state or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Specially great communicators&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Did they have brains or knowledge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Don't make me laugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;They were popular! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Please -It's all about popular!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It's not about aptitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It's the way you're viewed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So it's very shrewd to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Very very popular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Like me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(spoken) Why, Miss Elphaba, look at you. You're beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ELPHABA(spoken) I - I have to go:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;GALINDA(spoken) You're welcome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(sung) And though you protest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Your disinterest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I know clandestinely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You're gonna grin and bear it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Your new found popularity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;La la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You'll be popular -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just not as quite as popular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;As me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, that's curently my favourite song, not particularly cos i'm a bimbo or anything, but because it amuses me. but the sad part is, i can probably tell you names of people who really think this way! but mix in a whole bunch of insecurities as well. ok next topic!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after hearing this song and researching a little on the muscial, i'm beginning to dream of going to broadway again. and although kiew yuan may laugh, it's my dream. it's on my list of things to do before i die, right up there with getting married and having kids :D i just love muscial theatre! i can't help but love it. it's in my blood. i was obviously born into the wrong country, era, and family. i should have been born somewhere in america or europe. and into a artsy fartsy family. and. i donno what era haha! anyway, bottom line is this; i like the theatre and the arts! yay them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's my o level oral. aaaaaaaaah. how do i do my oral when my face is peeling and i look like a cow of some sort!?! what with my varying skin tone in patches. eew.. hahaha. horrible man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-1725564918488267715?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/1725564918488267715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=1725564918488267715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/1725564918488267715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/1725564918488267715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/08/popular-wicked-musical.html' title='Popular; Wicked, the musical!'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-1102197782532093762</id><published>2007-08-11T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T12:22:37.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tanned, burnt, and HOT HOT HOT!</title><content type='html'>that's what describes me right at this moment. after spending a whole morning at the beach, this is the outcome! how dumb can i get when i forget to put sunclock on my face? XD so now i am red in the face and neck, and i look as thought i've just splashed a whole bottle of warmth on my face. horrible. but i quite like the fact that i'm tanned. cos that means i was in the sun. which also means i was exercising instead of being the lazy bum that i usually am! :D:D yay me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday, wei shi said something that made me think. she said, don't do that! it'll spoil your good girl image. and my reply was, i'm not trying to be a good girl. and then when i came back, i realised that that is actually really really true. i dont try to be a good girl, and i don't try to do the right thing all the time. but somehow, i guess, i just do it. does that sound too over righteous? cos honestly, i don think i have ever really made an extra effort to "be good", or do "the right thing" except for a few times when my values and integrity was really questioned. in that sense, i have always been brought up this way such that it has become second nature, and i no longer have to think about what is right and wrong. having said that, is that really what i wanna be? just a good girl who does what she does because she has been told to, and not because that's what i believe in and really &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to? well, i think i do do things because i believe in it, and not just because i was brought up that way. true, that contributed to me being this way, but if i think about it, it's been a long time since i've done something just because someone told me to. i mean, i wouldn't really do something unless i believed that that was right or would benefit me in some way. so, then again, maybe i do try to be a good girl sometimes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright! replies are in order:&lt;br /&gt;amanda: no problem!&lt;br /&gt;swathi: hi to you too swat hi! oops i mean swathi XD&lt;br /&gt;yong sheng: hey! sorry for being a little fierce in games :) but i wasn't in the mood for being nice XD whatever that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welllllllllllllll.... national day, zone fun day, all this had added up to a really busy week! monday, went to swenson's for ice cream courtesy of national day coupons! really fun. i loved it so much that the 4 of us finally had time together and it reminded me once again of how much i enjoy your company! it's so so much like 2 years ago, and guess what, none of us have really changed, although we all have in a big way. i donno, maybe we all jsut grew together, and then it seemed like everything's the same. tuesday! my sis came back from canada, loads of fun, but only slept at 5 in the morning, which led to a really tiring wednesday! we celebrated national day in school, and i had a tattoo on my face. hehehe. fun stuff. went to mat's hse to watch nacho libre, which i fell asleep watching cos 1) it was boring and 2) i was way tired. thursday was national day, and i had a good day playing with my cousins. let me tell you, my little cousins are just so so cute! like, doris just cries non stop at strangers, but although she wouldn't let me touch her (cos she'd cry), she laughed once when i made a weird noise and then she didn't cry when she looked at me anymore!! thank God for small miracles :D the other 2 were just their usual cute selves, just running around playing and i donno! what is it abot kids that just make you love them? maybe that's why God says you have to be a child to enter the kingdom of God. or, at least, have the heart of a child. yep. fireworks never ceased to amaze me. i was surprised that my cousin wasn't impressed though. all she said was, so much smoke, i hate it, so smelly. hhahahaha! kids say the darndest things! friday. zone fun day! it was pretty good, just really hot though. but i loved it :D today! nothing much. i woke up like. just about 2 hours ago XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;golly gee! it's the end of the week, and i haven't even finished revising LAST week's work! i am so far behind it's not even funny, and i'm getting increasingly worried about O's, except that i'm not doing much either. well at least, i'm gonna get a math tuition, and prove mrs wong wrong! A2 here i come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-1102197782532093762?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/1102197782532093762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=1102197782532093762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/1102197782532093762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/1102197782532093762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/08/tanned-burnt-and-hot-hot-hot.html' title='tanned, burnt, and HOT HOT HOT!'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-3803251535492824758</id><published>2007-06-24T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T14:06:12.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gotta go back, back, back to school again!</title><content type='html'>reading old diaries are always the dumb-est things. but it also shows so so much about old characters. like,  realise how much my memory fails me and i just remember the good parts, or the really bad parts, but somehow all the stuff in between are just lost. i guess that's why i should continue writing journals. cos i don wanna forget what happens in my life, both good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was packing my room, and i found my old diary (which i never knew i had, seriously). it was this book that i all along thought was an empty book just sitting on my table, so when i looked through it imagine my shock haha! and then, now i finally believe my parents that i was once an angry and defiant kid. weird ain't it? XD my parents always insisted that i was very difficult at that point like around pri 5 or 6 but i just said no that wasn't me haha! but when i read that i was like. gosh. hey that's really true haha. and i think my life back then must have sucked cos i seemed so angry angry angry!! but then again, i don remember ever being that way. i guess it takes reflection to really see how you actually are. that's why i don really trust my own judgement of myself. who knows, maybe a few years later i'll be reading this and thinking, hey, i never knew i was so philosophical! XD haha ok, that's dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's the 1st day of school, and well... frankly, i don really care all that much. cos it's gonna be the same thing for the past 10 years of my life anyways, just different topics to learn. ok.. the main thing i care about is that i have to wake up at 6.30 again. i guess i shouldn't complain, since one of my friends has to wake up at like 5 plus to get to school, but WHY SO EARLY!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-3803251535492824758?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/3803251535492824758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=3803251535492824758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/3803251535492824758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/3803251535492824758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/06/gotta-go-back-back-back-to-school-again.html' title='gotta go back, back, back to school again!'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-6002232011626757084</id><published>2007-06-17T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T11:25:23.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!</title><content type='html'>haha! i just realised something funny. my previous previous post was on mother's day XD aah, the consistency :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-6002232011626757084?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/6002232011626757084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=6002232011626757084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/6002232011626757084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/6002232011626757084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='HAPPY FATHER&apos;S DAY!'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-1852447970175440391</id><published>2007-06-17T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T11:18:34.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tickle me emo</title><content type='html'>so wei shi showed me a video a few days back on youtube called "tickle me emo". so, it was a spoof of tickle me elmo supposedly from "depress-a-me-street".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, at first when i watched it, i thought it was hilarious. i was like laughing and laughing and showing my sisters and all. but then after that when i thought about it i realised that there wasn't anything funny about it at all. i mean, the reality of the product is there you know? like there are really people out there who are "emo" and not in the oh i'm so cool and mysterious kinda way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it kinda sucked to watch the video after i thought about it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i feel obliged to say this to kiew yuan:&lt;br /&gt;you know that day when we were at downtown, and i said it was sad when i saw the guy smoking. i don't &lt;u&gt;expect&lt;/u&gt; everyone to be "squeaky clean", but that doesn't mean i have to &lt;em&gt;accept &lt;/em&gt;the fact that it is this way. get what i mean??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i shall update a little here. i packed my room, did some homework revised a math and just about didn't do much else with my holiday. ok i went to camp but then apart from that the rest are kinda insignificant. or, i just can't remember anything haha. ok that is really all i wanna say. everything else is all for naught.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-1852447970175440391?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/1852447970175440391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=1852447970175440391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/1852447970175440391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/1852447970175440391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/06/tickle-me-emo.html' title='tickle me emo'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-4693566216127528938</id><published>2007-05-13T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T18:23:55.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!</title><content type='html'>howdy doo! past few days have been stressful and unstressful with exams and all, but it's actually quite refreshing in a weird way! ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today's mother's day, and it was pretty fun hehe. we had lunch with my mom's side of the family and went to visit my grandma at the columbarium. my cousin just came back from america and she helped us to buy this make up which is called bareMinerals. and it's really ncie to use ahah! i really like it i shall use it someday when there is an occasion to. i like playinf with make up but then i never really liked the hassle of it all. so maybe when i have nothing better to do i'll use it la :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a new phone, it's pink. i got it last week i think. ya. around there la haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like my face with make up actually. cos i can't feel it but it makes me look kinda diff so i guess i just like having a change of looks sometimes. but i don't think i'll really use make up everytime i go out. i must still preserve my youth and look. normal. haha! without a painted face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well tomorrow is MY LAST PAPER(s)!!!!!!!! HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY! then i can paaartaaay!! whoo. actually no i can't XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday: after paper meet t-shirt guy for class tee then after that come home and do...? ahah watch tv i guess XD or maybe disturb mat hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: possibly go out with my sis for lunch and mom for shopping, if not i'll have top pack my room :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: pack room! and somewhere in between study chinese (yeah right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thursday back to school. sheesh! i don wanna get back my results leh. and oh ya after exams i have to rush plan drama camp!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye people. joy luck club beckons. darn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-4693566216127528938?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/4693566216127528938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=4693566216127528938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/4693566216127528938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/4693566216127528938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='HAPPY MOTHER&apos;S DAY!'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-7039144913123599456</id><published>2007-05-04T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T23:17:13.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a new month!</title><content type='html'>well mr k was right, just taking a day off doing stuff that i like is really refreshing. although that wasn't really my plan la haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was supposed to be my day of studying for bio and lit, and i guess i have been rather worried about exams although i may deny it :) but then today i was planning to go home immediately to start my revision, but ended up going to bubble tea shop with des and mat on impulse :) it was really fun and earlier on i was lamenting to mat about how i wish i could just do the things that we used to and not feel guilty. and unknowingly that's exactly what i did! haha cool eh. and then after that i reached home and took my time to have my lunch and all, started work at about 5.30, then at 6 my mom came home with FOOD, FOOD GLORIOUS FOOD!!! so i went to eat hehehhee until about 6.30 then i decided to search for the grease 2 song called reproduction thinking that it would help me remember my bio chapter on reproduction in plants. sadly, it's just one more song about sex. hah! although it's amusing but not very helpful in bio haha. not even for the chpt on reproduction in mammals. so by then it was about 6.45 and i went to study the chapter on EYES for a meagre 15 min, i couldn't take it i just had to watch my korean show hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then i had dinner and watched the show and then after that my cousins and uncle and auntie came to my house to collect something. my cousins are adorable i love them so cute ahahah all so fat and chubby XD and there's this weird dog hanging aroud my house so we gave it water. but now it's gone! not a stray though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway then the cell group kids came and then we had fun playing with and watching happy feet. i watched like 5 min of it then went to study i finished the chpt on eyes woohoo yay me. but i was planning to study 5 chpts XD so that sucks but then i'm also satisfied cos after playing with the kids and my cousins it made me feel revitalised la. like i just feel better afer having my day of fun :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the good news is my dad bought me a phone! hehehehehehe and he surprised me it's pink colour though so... hahah who knows it might be nice. anything is an improvement to my phone now so i should be content. besides, my phone now is a sort of pink too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok my mama wants to use the com and i think i should maybe go look through the chpt again in case i forgot anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know that the eye has 3 layers ie. the sclera, choroid and retina?&lt;br /&gt;and your cornea is a transparent layer that refracts light into the lens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe woohooooooooooooo i rock my self XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok yes matilda you too XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-7039144913123599456?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/7039144913123599456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=7039144913123599456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/7039144913123599456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/7039144913123599456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-new-month.html' title='it&apos;s a new month!'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-1427193490964335258</id><published>2007-04-24T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T22:24:21.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese oral tmr!</title><content type='html'>ni hao. wo shi gup shi yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni zhi dao man, jing tian wo bing dao le, ran hao yi zi da ke shou. omg, wo bu liao jie wo zai shuo shen me! zhen me ban?!? ming tian shi kou shi le er wo bu zhi dao zhen me hao hao shuo hua!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, never mind hahahaha. WOO HOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SYF WE GOT BRONZEY BRONZEY BRONZE WOO HOOOO! and then we were all very happy. whee! and handbell got silver. heeeeeeeee. ok, do i had new south wales today, and you know how dumb it is cos we like did the sec 3 paper haha cos according to mr bakar then we will be able to get a higher grade! hehehehe. and i felt really dumb doing it after i find out cos like some questions i found it quite difficult then after awhile i kinda couldn't think straight and also cos i'm having a touch of flu so i feel very disorientated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst thing is that we had to miss oral, so we are going to take it tmr. going through oral with my mom now, and i feel so dumb like cos i can't really say the things that i wanna say. and apparently today's topic was about smoking and i WISH I HAD TAKEN TODAY then i have things to say and plus also like the atmosphere is gone ahaha. but then ok la the people tmr for oral i think it's not many so I HOPE HOPE HOPE that i can go home early. my schedule is like for naught. cos ytd i feel asleep so i missed an hours, and today i missed 3 hours cos i rest and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm just like kinda tired now and i'm coughing coughing coughing cos i can't breathe through my nose and then i scared that tmr i sneeze at my oral examiner! XD then the person fail me XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary ah? oh gosh,i really cannot take it. my brain hurts and i am gonna sleep haha! and oh ya i remembered something. last week we went to mr rashidi's house and it was so fun haha like he kept giving us ice cream and we ate pringles and josephine, matilda and i became ducks XD it was fun hahaha. i miss drama people already :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I STILL HAVE TO PLAN DRAMA CAMP!! ahhhh!! but luckily, i have the newly appointed project manager FAHMI to help me hahahaha. i have a new slave muahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, ttfn, see you matilda in school yes we got a bronze woohoo once again hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. wo de ma ma shuo wo de hua wen grammer hen cha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-1427193490964335258?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/1427193490964335258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=1427193490964335258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/1427193490964335258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/1427193490964335258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/04/chinese-oral-tmr.html' title='chinese oral tmr!'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-7792803400433405677</id><published>2007-04-22T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T22:19:13.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this week..</title><content type='html'>ok, so on tuesday night i went to watch the phantom of the opera, and it was nice! but the i didn't really like the lack of emotions from the actors haha. but it was pretty good. the set change and stuff, props, all were really really amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, the chandelier part was kinda disappointing cos i guess i expected it to really swoop down across the audience but it was only at the front of the stage. mm hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, I AM REALLY REALLY REALLY SCARED cos i have no idea when the results for drama are coming out, and i'm like REALLY REALLY REALLY SCARED that the school has the results and then they just announce it and mr r didn't tell us first then i will just like die from shock and if it's COP then i think i'll just be like super stunned and then i will here nadia scream NOO HOW CAN IT BE COP and then suddenly everyone will be like huh? and then after that i will just run to matilda and say OMG WE GOT COP I THINK I'M GONNA DIE and then mat will be like. ya. oh no. hahaha then i'll be like, hey actually it's not the end of the world. and then later when i see the rest of the drama people then i'll be like really sad and think that omg it's like, the end. of. the. world!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the whole thing, i hope that we are all still alright. like, we won't be too sad. cos i really will feel really sad if we get COp so o no no no cannot cannot cannot! die also canot haha. but then i think we might get so i'm just like scared. i'm very very scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.... i'm just afraid. ok we have already established that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so............................... then i kinda can't remember anything else that happened this week. hah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-7792803400433405677?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/7792803400433405677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=7792803400433405677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/7792803400433405677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/7792803400433405677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-week.html' title='this week..'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-3179717238409256515</id><published>2007-04-13T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T21:59:52.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>founder's day 07'</title><content type='html'>so today was a crazy day. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended school early, and then we went to bugis! we being mat and i. but along the way we met nadia, and we were just going crazy laughing on the train. then mat and i reached bugis and had kfc, and i had chun li hair heehoohaa. ok nobody gets it. alright! so after that, we ewnt buying paper and stuff and made paper roses! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever. fast forward to founder's day haha. went there, and they were like donno doing what nonsense took me so long to finally find my seat. but it's ok. then everything started and zheng da was hilarious making many very inappropriate comments throughout the whole thing. e.g.&lt;br /&gt;jemima rang the school bell thingy.&lt;br /&gt;zheng da: HAHAHAHAHA! LIKE ICE CREAM MAN!&lt;br /&gt;when he received his prize and came back and opened it,&lt;br /&gt;zheng da: wa lau! why they give us prize must put on envelope inside another envelope so stupid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok explanation required, cos it's a voucher, so it's in an envelope. haha. ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright... so the whole thing was pretty cool seeing all our school's achievements that we never knew about ahhaha. and we now have a new thing called bloom where you are planted. and it's apparently all around our school now so it's pretty cool i guess haha. alright... so fast forward past all the boring songs and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner! it was alright. and then i found jemima and ya. we ran around looking at her photo on the banner haha. ok. and then.. fast forward to after dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found the drama kids charmaine, su lynn, aloy, ranjeeta, and nicholas and cornelius the extra ones hahaha. ok, i gotta stop calling them kids XD anyways, we went crazy running around taking pics with everyone, and for the benefit of SU LYNN THE TROUBLESOME ONE i shall put them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you have it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THESPIANS GONE WILD!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok it didnt work XD the thing somehow cannot upload. TOO BAD SO SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i tell you what we did ok hahaa. first, we went to every stall in the canteen and then we took a picture with each stall. plus the hildan corner XD then. oh ya we took with the basin, then water cooler, then plants. then the pond then the trees then the drop in centre, then we took with the table, then we took with. um.. haha i can't remember anymore. THERE WERE TOO MANY! i think i really went crazy haha but it was really fun matilda!! you shoulda been there :( and su lynn says she wants to go out with us. basically i feel like i'm just talking to you so everything i write here is like, mainly for you to read somehow ahhahaa. ok so anyway, then we took a bus home. so here i am stupidly trying to upload the pics but not successful. too bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok buh bye now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-3179717238409256515?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/3179717238409256515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=3179717238409256515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/3179717238409256515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/3179717238409256515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/04/founders-day-07.html' title='founder&apos;s day 07&apos;'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-7022350186861006777</id><published>2007-04-11T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T21:53:47.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF today!!</title><content type='html'>ok, so we had SYF today, and it was fun ahaha! like, putting make up and all. somehow i felt more excited doing rehearsals than the actual actual play. weird huh? like i felt like no kick ahaha after doing it so many times i felt like so pointless to do again somehow. donno how to explain but i think i did give it my all, going on cue and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but apparently it's just not enough cos i felt like quite sad that some of the stuff wasn't right so like we couldnt do properly also. but it's ok :) experience counts. as long as not COP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cross my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was my official day of stepping down from drama, ohmygosh. it feels so weird in a way. mat explained it so well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we &lt;u&gt;had&lt;/u&gt; to do it, it felt like such a chore and we kept thinking that aiya today have drama and stuffs like that, but when it's over we feel like there's something missing and it's just so empty. that's the only thing i don't like about drama. that it ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after working so long for that one goal and all of a sudden it's done and over just like that!! sucks man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was also pretty disappointed that i didn't get to go freaky on people and scared them with our make up! like, so unfair. ok we kinda did get to "Scare" the vb people on the bus ahaha. then we got scolded by mr r for wasting our energy XD funny haha. and we scared that driver on the road ahah and he held up his english-malay dictionary. weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really really do hope that in time to come we will perform this again. cos then i feel like it's more worth it haha. especially in school. i feel it's so pointless to just perform for a competition and maybe that's why we had a low energy sort of. like, it's so pointless cos there's no audience! i mean, in drama, it's always for the limelight isn't. in a way la. haha. yeah... and that is my sudden revelation as to why i didn't feel that competing was not that big a deal. in fact, performing for ms yew was the highlight of my day cos i could really tell that the energy was really high and we were all just like really performing just for her and i'm glad she appreciated us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really different performing in SYF as a competition (with some judges like falling asleep) and having an audience full of your friends and family and you just wanna give it to them and show them what we're worth! frankly, a competition to me, is nothing. it's pointless for them to judge us cos you know what, i don't feel that it edifies me in any way, the only thing is that it&lt;br /&gt;a) makes us feel lousy if we get a good score, OR&lt;br /&gt;b) makes us proud if we do well, OR&lt;br /&gt;c) makes no difference at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, it's (c) haha. really. and i can't really explain why other than the reason stated above. whoever agrees say I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yeah.. so that was our day. the bus ride was fun ahah we talked, mat and i. good conversation haha. at least finally we get to say what we feel, eh mat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after SYF we went to bubble tea. and then we had crazy time with the muppet babies! XD gosh haha. lameness.. nobody is gonna understand that other than SYF people.. which is basically no one here but mat hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. my hair is STILL crispy, yes mat i know it's gross i haven't bathed, but i wanted to show it to my parents :) BUT IT'S ALMOST TEN AND THEY'RE STILL NOT HOME!! so i'm gonna bathe now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gootabye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-7022350186861006777?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/7022350186861006777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=7022350186861006777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/7022350186861006777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/7022350186861006777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/04/syf-today.html' title='SYF today!!'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-3155931997744557509</id><published>2007-04-10T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T21:31:47.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the day before SYF</title><content type='html'>i don't really feel scared or nervous surprisingly. in fact, i just feel really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird huh. i've been thinking about this day for months and now that it's here i don't really feel that much ahaha. i don really care much about it other than the fact that it's probably my last performance in drama in st hilda's, and after that i'm stepping down. it doesn't even feel like a competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm excited for it la. i can 't wait for it to be finally seen by people out of drama! hehe. and i really wanna know other people's remarks la :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although they may be bad remarks but i just wanna know la. and also i think we won't actually do that well but then it's just the effort that counts basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so today i was very angry with 4G. come on people! buck up man! it's already coming up soon the o levels, why don't you guys get serious? it's really difficult to see you all just not caring and then like pulling everyone else down with you? come on man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well it's kinda late since i gotta rest. i'm really tired from today, and i just wanna rest and relax and GO SLEEP. good luck people for SYF ahaha not only for drama but everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-3155931997744557509?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/3155931997744557509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=3155931997744557509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/3155931997744557509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/3155931997744557509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/04/day-before-syf.html' title='the day before SYF'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-117586185130613304</id><published>2007-04-06T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T20:17:31.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>hey people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Good Friday&lt;/span&gt;! i was surprised that it didn't rain. but at least we know that it doesn't have to rain cos Jesus is alive and well and He's living in us! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fairly uneventful today, my sis baked cookies and i put on the icing. as usual, i'm the icing on the cake! XD ahaha or in this case, the cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i managed to do most of my homework, ss, a math, and chemistry are all done, and i have literature and english homework left. of which from lit i have to do 3 summaries from joy luck club and 1 essay on "the fish". gross. and from english, our wonderful teacher gave us 3 USSWs!! gosh. and i found out what USSW stands for. "Uninterrupted Silent Self Writing". or, Self Silent. not sure haha. bet most of ya didn't know that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie dokie artichokies.... i'm just kinda bored here. we're gonna have drama rehearsal on sunday, which is easter. very blasphemous i know, but, what can we do? SYF is coming on wednesday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday had a prayer meeting in church. shall not elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to Good Friday. i'm glad for it. i'm glad for Jesus and what He did for us on the cross. but let's not forget God who made the sacrifice of His Son to let him die. imagine how much harder it was for Him. that day Mr Bakar was talking about how he found it hard to believe in the Trinity, and i don't exactly agree with him. it is difficult to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;UNDERSTAND&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  it, but i don't think it is hard to believe it. i mean, with faith it's not. it's really mind boggling to understand it, that's why i don't attempt to i think. it's just like, i don't have to know why pi equals to 3.14, i just know it is, and that's enough :) my logic haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i saw this "philosophy" on someone's table, i think it was 5A or B cos they get to decorate their tables. so anyway, it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more you study, the more you remember&lt;br /&gt;the more you remember, the more you forget&lt;br /&gt;the more you forget, the more you can't be bothered&lt;br /&gt;so, why study?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was like. haha. actually i'm not even sure if it's like this. this is just kinda what i rememberd of it haha. but it's a nice way to think of it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, gonna have dinner soon. mat, remember to tell me about bean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this thing, called love, i just can't handle it. kinda like it, CRAZY LITTLE THING CALLED LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-117586185130613304?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/117586185130613304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=117586185130613304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/117586185130613304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/117586185130613304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-117576681839433434</id><published>2007-04-05T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T17:53:38.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando, Quando , Quando</title><content type='html'>anyong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today has been really. really. hot. like. burning. hot. like. woah. it's. hot. kinda hot. so we had p.e, and then, it's actually so funny haha cos odd numbers run this week, and then so my partner was amanda and mr ong asked us to encourage our partners by running with them the last round. so i ran with amanda, and ohmygosh, by the time i ran like less than 1 minute i thought i was gonna die.! ahahaha! that is how very unfit i am. i have decided that from now on, i must practice good english. so, i shall not say 'like', and some other stuff. ok, maybe stuff is not very appropriate either XD and, i shall try to find an expression other than omg and um all those funny faces such as :) :( XD x). you know, those usual funny things haha. alright people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, chem remedial was pretty good, we learnt lots of stuff and it is very good for our o levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matilda is, as of this moment, WATCHING MR BEAN WITHOUT ME!! horrors of horrors!! such a bad person. bad bad matilda. there's a small chance howeverm that she will either watch it with me again (very unlikely), watch the robinsons with me (also highly unlikely as she's watching it with someone else), watch the jap movie she told me about (a higher chance since she watched it already and she likes it alot), or watch spider man 3 with me(totally unlikely cos i'm watching it with vera and she does  not like spider man anyway). so as you can see, our choices are very limited. plussssssssss, we are very busy people and cannot afford to watch movie. cos of 2$&amp;%&amp;amp;#$#%&amp;#&amp;amp;%#%$ o levels so we kinda have no time. sucks to be us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEWS FLASH!&lt;/strong&gt; easter is coming soon, in just 3 short days. and i am swamped with homework. it's just work work work from every teacher. they seem to think that their subject is the only one we are studying so they can give us as much work as they want and we will still have time to finish it all. truth to be told, most of the time, it is humanly possible to do all the work. however, what with all our poor time management and all, who can actually finish it?! unless you really sit down with determination to do it all. an important attribute that i severely lack. heh. how very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S HOT!!!!. stupid la nina thingy. first el nino, now la nina. come on man! stop it with the freak weather phenomenons with spanish names!! or, at least i think it's spanish :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think saturday's gonna be fun, it's easter service, and we're apparently gonna have chocolate fondue or something like that. however, i probably won't eat it haha. cos, it's hot. and so is the weather. so it'll just be really really hot and i'll just melt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after service we're gonna have an area bbq, not quite sure how it'll work out cos no one wants to come with me (HINT HINT &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DESIREE KOH WEI JUAN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;), plus i'm not even sure if i can go!! hahaha so sad right. cos i need to go to my grandma's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, a little bit of an advert here: everyone in the world, should eat &lt;em&gt;toggi, &lt;/em&gt;the most amazing chocolate. ahaha. it's really good i love it. you can get it from guardian stores, and it only costs $1! whether it's worth it is up to you to decide. it actually taste a little like kit kat, but the wafer is much lighter and it's very airy, which is why i like it. it's really nice. it's a swiss chocolate and i luuurrrrrrrrrrrvvvvvvvvvvvve ittttttttttt maaaaaaaaaannnnnnnn...... mm mm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell me when will you be mine, tell me Quando Quando Quando..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-117576681839433434?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/117576681839433434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=117576681839433434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/117576681839433434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/117576681839433434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/04/quando-quando-quando.html' title='Quando, Quando , Quando'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-117498096335001801</id><published>2007-03-27T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T16:36:03.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>this is kinda interesting. see, i haven't posted for like super long, then now that i've started again, suddenly des and mat appear from nowhere! haha. ok cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today had chinese remedial, so like hot and sticky. it's been a hot and sticky day basically haha. and kiew yuan kept making fun of my eye, and stealing my pen. but it's ok. we must give sympathy to the mentally challenged XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, there's drama again tomorrow, and it's actually been quite fun somehow and i'm glad that the whole piece is just coming together. and i like how we're all just equals, like no leads, and no like oh i am a "higher rank" than you here. or whatever nonsense. ok there kind of is like cos we have stage managers and stuff, but for the most part la. and i like that alot alot. get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright so i'm actually just gonna go on here. people, what's with the fakeness these days? why the pretense, why the masks? i mean, come on man, there's really nothing i hate more than pretentious snobs. ok maybe there is. like you know, some stuff XD haha. but anyway, it's just weird la, to think that i mean there's really nothing around you that seems real, everything just seems like to be fake and so dishonest sort of. i just, don't like this thought that the things in the world are all just superficial and you can't count on them la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one time, my sister said that she didn't trust people. and i was like all how can you not trust people like hello, for example, you ask someone can you help me bring a pen tomorrow. and then the person says yes and you have to trust the person to bring a pen right isn't that trust. and she said no that's not the kind of trust i mean!! and i was like oh ok. i don't get it XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i think i get it sort of in a weird little way. like. yeah. people just can't really be trusted in that sense. but i'm not gonna bother explaining it it takes too much brainwork hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's talk about this book called 'i kissed dating goodbye'. i like it :D every person should read it, cos it makes sense. and i don't mean that everyone should not date, but it's more like the values that are taught there like make sense. and so many things the guy says i've been thinking for a long time but didn't know how to explain it la. so yes, matilda i will lend it to you when i am done. i am 3/4 there hehe. and since i got it in feb you can estimate how long more i will take :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie dokie artichokies! you should also watch  MTV's 70's house!! it's so so so so funny!&lt;br /&gt;do the hustle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eye itches :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-117498096335001801?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/117498096335001801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=117498096335001801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/117498096335001801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/117498096335001801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-117464230958964219</id><published>2007-03-23T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T18:31:49.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so far..</title><content type='html'>upon matilda's request, i have decided to write something here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the past months have been rather predictable and routine, but it was still fun actually. selected moments haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like during the march hols when mat came over to stay. and she sprayed coke everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like yesterday night's synergy and we took so many random photos. and saw des dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like going to acs and all their germs making my eye swell XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like going for excursion to discovery centre. that was pretty gay haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like cross country where we broke our records and took one WHOLE HOUR to "run", and spitting water at each other hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like chinese new year haha happy birthday to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like seeing my pretty little cousin DORIS! but personally, she'll always be my dorothy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like right now when i'm eating milk plums from my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the one day when i will finally convince matilda to tie 2 to school :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am like. Bored with a capital B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"who wants to be ordinary, in a crazy mixed-up world. i don't care what they're saying"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, ya think that could happen? heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-117464230958964219?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/117464230958964219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=117464230958964219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/117464230958964219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/117464230958964219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-far.html' title='so far..'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116991012808984417</id><published>2007-01-27T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T23:02:08.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAA! WE'RE LAMBS!</title><content type='html'>i haven't posted for really long. but well here i am again haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like ApologetiX. they are really funny you know. they do parodies of secular songs and turn them into christian ones :) hilarious. so far, the only one i've heard is Baa! we're lambs, which is a parody of Barbara Ann by the beach boys. it's really cute.  i wish i could let you hear it but i just dont know how and can't bother to find out hehe. it's very funny anyway, it's ApologetiX! that christian parody band. hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the past few weeks of school have been stressful and i'm really not enjoying the workload from sec 4, but i guess it's fun too in it's own way. i love 4G cos we are all so whacky haha. never a dull day with 4G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm kinda sleepy. that's been the case the past few days, tired everyday with my eye bags growing 1 mm everyday XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terrible ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm gonna sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116991012808984417?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116991012808984417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116991012808984417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116991012808984417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116991012808984417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/01/baa-were-lambs.html' title='BAA! WE&apos;RE LAMBS!'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116833627640870774</id><published>2007-01-09T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T17:51:16.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school is still sucky</title><content type='html'>as of this moment, i still do not really like school :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so so so so super dee duper depressing!! cos of all the homework and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know, it's only the beginning of school! how can i be stressed? but i really am. it's all so stressful right now. and i keep getting migraines which like duh is a bad thing and it doesn't feel good :( it's very very painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the lemon tree song by the seekers. go find it. it's so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come here and take a lesson from the lovely lemon tree&lt;br /&gt;don't put your faith in love my boy&lt;br /&gt;my father said to me&lt;br /&gt;i fear you'll find that love is like the lovely lemon tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemon tree very pretty&lt;br /&gt;and the lemon flower is sweet,&lt;br /&gt;but the fruit of the poor lemon&lt;br /&gt;is impossible to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe. it's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other other day, i watched walk the line and it's a show about this guy called johnnie johnny jonny jonnie case. i'm not so sure about the spelling haha. either way, it was a pretty nice show, and the singing was woah. really impressive :) then i listened to the original singer, and i found that.... i liked the one in the movie better hahaha. but oh well. it's still both really good singing. and, i like his songs too. all very cute. i like old songs cos they all actually have some form of a story. seriuosly, go listen to oldies, instead of the trashy stuff they call music nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored........ ohmygoodness.... i'm not sure why i still write here. i guess cos it's much easier than writing in my book cos here i can talk more and faster so my thoughts actually catch up instead of being stuck in my brain. so it's good. and i don mind if no one reads this cos then, it still doesn't matter. that's not why i made this bloggy thing anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and OHMYGOSH my birthday is on chinese new year!! how depressing is that? i donno why it just is :( i don like that boohooooo. so so so depressing ahha. gosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116833627640870774?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116833627640870774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116833627640870774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116833627640870774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116833627640870774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/01/school-is-still-sucky.html' title='school is still sucky'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116792151120881924</id><published>2007-01-04T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T22:38:31.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drama people yay!!</title><content type='html'>today was pretty fun haha, so drama-filled but seriuosly fantastic :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the performances by the sec 2s and 3s was really good actually better than expected, but the second one was so sad cos ALL YOU SILLY SEC 3 4 AND 5 KEEP LAUGHING UNTIL THEY FORGOT THEIR LINES! ahaha but it's ok cos... it's just ok XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after school there was like orientation, and it was really fun getting people to come to our room it was like woohoo!! 26 people signed up. but i think we can only keep 10 after auditions which is very sad cos I WANT ALL!! :'( i mean i really think most of them have so much potential haha. but really really it was very fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok tmr i'm gonna take bus to schoo which is quite rare for me and i think i'm gonna be so zonked out in class!! i'm so afraid that i will like fall asleep during ss i will so like get scolded. what's more, it's the first lesson so its quite dangerous cos that will be the time that i am most tired. yeah. i hope it rains, then no morning assembly hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i'm really starting to feel the stress now of being sec 4. like all the teachers telling us all their expectations and it just really gets to me. during chem i really almost wanted to cry cos i felt so terrible listening to all the exam stuff and my head really hurt. and today i found out johnathan is scared of me and i do not understand why. hehehe i shall not do any self praise here XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, homework. crap. i have alot. ahaha. this weekend is gonna be like homework homework homework HOMEWORK HOMEWORK &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HOMEWORK HOMEWORK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOMEWORK HOMEWORK!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then after that i'll just go crazy and all my hair will come out and. you get the picture. seriously tired now though. the past 2 days seems to drag on for forever, i feel like i've been back in school for months instead of 2 days. it feels so so so so bad. imagine how long the rest of the year will be like. but they say it'll pass fast so we gotta see how it goes haha. but seriously it feels super fast la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad mr bakar is still teaching us cos if not then i think my chemistry would be pretty bad. and omg a maths tmr. i better pull up my socks! (in more ways than one XD) ok. i'm crazy tired. gonna sleep now. i've really turned unto a hibernating person the past days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA AND MY COUSINS WENT BACK TO CANADA TODAY! so super depressing. during recess it was 10 and i realised that they had just taken off on the plane. uh huh. so sad sad sad sad sad lorrrrrrrrrrrrrr. then ya. my sis showed me a note she left on her handphone so cute her message haha. but oh well. i miss them already :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's all for today people. my adoring fans. hahahaha. oh ya, tmr first time of our new cell. can't wait! ahaha. MUAHAHAHAHA. edward and kiew yuan. hehehehehehehe. &lt;--- this is evil laughter. ahahahaahahaha! and so is this. niahahaha! omg. wait going crazy already. ahchoo. bless me. ok goodnight. buaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116792151120881924?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116792151120881924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116792151120881924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116792151120881924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116792151120881924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/01/drama-people-yay.html' title='drama people yay!!'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116782129359993940</id><published>2007-01-03T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T18:48:13.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of school!</title><content type='html'>was pretty crappy actually haha. after school i had drama and stuff and the performing arts studio was booked so we had to use the space outside, and that my feet really dirty haha. and then we all got so sweaty cos it was so hot and when we got into the room it was hotter, cos the air con couldn't work! which is pretty common actually. school, please spend extra money not on volleyball, but on fixing our air con. pretty please. it's very important cos our make up will melt when we sweat too much XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well long long story short, i wasn't in class most of the day, and when i went back there was about 10min left of class. and i found out i was sitting behind wei long and i kinda freaked out cos i was afriad i wouldn't be able to see cos it was quite far back plus like you know.the height and size. i'm sorry wei long cos seriously it's not an insult it's a fact. and there's nothing wrong with your size, maybe only for health reasons :) so i asked to change and well now ben loh sits in front of me but if mr wong allows i might change with sylvia. and anyway mat, i'm worse thatn you cos i don even know who is sittin next to me ahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the good things abuot today is i missed the discipline talk cos it really bores me after listening to it twice a year for 3 years. i can't believe i'm sec 4!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok more another time. i am rushing. my hand pain leg pain head pain.now i'm gonna have my dinner. AHAHAHAH! food finally, did i mention i missed recess too? BOOHOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116782129359993940?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116782129359993940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116782129359993940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116782129359993940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116782129359993940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-day-of-school.html' title='first day of school!'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116745597524296999</id><published>2006-12-30T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T13:19:35.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boooooooooooo</title><content type='html'>harharhar. christmas is now over. and sadly i didn't get to talk about it here cos my sad sad internet was not working haha. but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past few days have been like real hectic what with it being the end of the year and all, but also cos my cousin from canada is here and there has been alot of family outings recently. but it's been fun, and i love every minute of it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wish that i didn't have all this homework to worry about, it really spoils my fun! yes i know i shouldn't have procrastinated, but ohmygosh how can i not?! XD ahaha. when it's the holidays it just gets relaxed. anyway. next year o levels, for all of us who are gonna take it... FREAK OUT! ahah ok kidding. don freak out. especially not matilda. calm down.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like some zen person. which i don wanna be by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA! camilla's concert yesterday was really nice. i loved the song selection and they were all so cute. but is it some band thing that they'll all wear a white shirt and red blazer? cos you know my school does the same thing haha. it was so funy yesterday cos i met yu hua and he was like, EH SHI YUN'S SISTER! and i was like EH! YU HUA! then he got so confused and he was like are you shi yun or shi yun's sister?! then i was SHI YUN LA! then he ohhhhhhhh......... nice to see you. XD ahahaha one of the gayest conversations i've ever had. not that yu hua is gay or anything :) i miss yu hua!! and all the 66ers. it's like. omg so fast we are all gonna be sec 4. or most of us anyway. and it's freaky man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya i also went for mattie's baptism on christmas day, i loved the atmosphere there. it was my pleasure to go mat haha. it was so nice like everyone knows everyone.. i miss those days when our church was like that too. i like the growth but i miss the warmth :( and the quadruplets were just adorable. their parents are so amazing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok no one knows what i'm talking about but me and mat and i'm lazy to explain so... sorry for my inconsideration haha. oh ya i forgot there was also class chalet again. and i had fun playing in the puddles and well. eating a super duper zuper salty chicken wing!! hehehehehe. then i left early to go home and sleep in my bed. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok omg. suddenly it seems like so many things happened in my life. and well yeah i have been feeling rather busy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still have time to watch tv! niahahaha. ok people. for those who don mind blood and you know people blowing up, go and find and watch this series called OVER THERE. it's really good, and really nice. i think kiew yuan will like it somehow. it's about the war in iraq, and it shows you know the struggles the soldiers have leaving their families and all that. it's nothing but boring really. it's very realistic, and as afore mentioned it has people blowing up. and being killed. and well alot of gruesome stuff but hey it's reality and we can't avoid it. i mean i think that this show is already alot toned down we really have no idea what it means to go through a war. so for the guys who will go to army in the future, this is what it's like to be in a war. sort of. so you know what you're training for. hah. cos i'm sure the training is nothing like the actual reality of actually seeing people die by your hands, like you know killing them and all that. ok. go watch it. i loved it, and i have a new respect for soldiers. so yes watch it. but matilda don. i think you'll hate the blood :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaah i absolutely HATE the fact that school is starting. it really is the worst thing now. it's good and bad. cos although i feel very useless when i stay home, i don wanna go back to school cos of the academic part. i'm gonna be stressed i tell you and i'm really afraid that i'll go crazy. ok not really &lt;em&gt;afraid &lt;/em&gt;but more like unsure. cos i really do not know what is gonna happen in the future. and if you ask me i'd rather not know, but still there's that curiousity within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, and lit project? so dead. i haven't started, and i have no ideas of waht to do. and swathi is in india so she can't help me :( and i'm hoping that ms lim does not read this haha. and if she is, i will finish it in time although it is last minute. i hope. hee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought my little cousin out to watch another movie, night at the museum. it's funny really hahahaha. i like the little people, and attila the hun. niahahaha. oh and we ate at this nice cafe at the esplanade, it's lovely absolutely gorgeous place it's very victorian and all. it's very nice. i lovve it there! 2 Vs cos i like it alot hahaha!the food there nis also pretty good but quite ex, but my uncle paid for it so hahaha. thank you uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well i'm beat. my shoulders are killing me from typing. lazy to explain why. again. ok it's chow time. and then um going out time and then church time. haha. and then grandma's house time and then come home time and then sleep time and then um. haha. no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh here's my plans for until school starts.&lt;br /&gt;today: church and then blablabla as stated above&lt;br /&gt;sunday: going to east coast with family members for cycling and then dinner. God help my legs!&lt;br /&gt;monday: shopping with my aunt before she leaves, and then a bbq at another uncle's house&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: not too sure but either homework or something else. i'm sure something will come up. oh ya and going to the community centre. haha don ask&lt;br /&gt;and then wednesday!: school starts and then after school i have drama. STRESS&lt;br /&gt;thursday: school and during school there is cca presentation. STRESS X 100. poor sec 1s and 2s. good luck for your presentation. i take no credit nor blame XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally;&lt;br /&gt;sorry amanda buddy i'm really sorry about the job thing, no excuses :( i'm sorry x99999999999999999999999999999999999999!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116745597524296999?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116745597524296999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116745597524296999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116745597524296999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116745597524296999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2006/12/boooooooooooo.html' title='boooooooooooo'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116678789054929464</id><published>2006-12-22T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T19:44:50.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyways, christmas service yesterday was fun, but then ushering was really tiring, like i had to run around and do stuff, like put the stuff under the chairs and stuff, then it looked like i was doing the duck walk and it was really retarded. anyway, my thighs hurt alot now and its very painful cos of that but still it was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was great, the musical went off without a hitch! good job to you all. i liked your very crispy looking hair haha. hairspray madness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm bored of talking already. so i'm gonna stop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks mat for coming, sorry i couldn't pass your your present XD and you had to bring mine but we didn't exchange haha so silly. here's the story of how my parents met matilda's father!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing mat's father walking around;&lt;br /&gt;father: are you looking for someone?&lt;br /&gt;mat's dad: oh i'm waiting for my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;father: oh i see.&lt;br /&gt;mat's dad:blablabalbala&lt;br /&gt;father:blablabalbalbalbla&lt;br /&gt;then they talked and then after awhile..&lt;br /&gt;father: so did someone invite your daughter to this event?&lt;br /&gt;mat's dad: ya your daughter.&lt;br /&gt;father: OH! which one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116678789054929464?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116678789054929464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116678789054929464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116678789054929464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116678789054929464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2006/12/anyways-christmas-service-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116678711377395250</id><published>2006-12-22T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T19:31:53.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hola amigops XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today my cousin is staying t our ouse nd iyoca' edsme f the wrds t'sbecuse se&lt;br /&gt;a pigt]'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116678711377395250?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116678711377395250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116678711377395250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116678711377395250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116678711377395250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2006/12/hola-amigops-xd-today-my-cousin-is.html' title=''/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116609234557455460</id><published>2006-12-14T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T18:32:25.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lekker!</title><content type='html'>i noticed something. most of my entries begin with "well" haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's talk about wells. you know in olden times, wells were like reaaaaaaaaaaaally super important cos it was the only source of water esp like in bible times where they are in the desert and stuff so yeah there's really no water anywhere else. and i read that girls and guys can't draw water at the same time. interesting huh? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm eating lekker chocolate cream wafers. yummmmmm meeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so yesterday i was in school, had a sore throat but it was fun directing :) thanks drama kids XD you guys are such a good bunch. don worry about orientation! can one la! hahah. and people, don laugh when you watch ok? cheer and encourage us :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, christmas seems to be coming so soon! it's scary to have christmas coming soon cos that means that school is also starting soon! which freaks me out i'm so not ready for sec 4! let me repeat a year, stay back another i don mind!! ok maybe i do. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok people i hear malcolm in the middle theme song! and there i go :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116609234557455460?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116609234557455460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116609234557455460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116609234557455460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116609234557455460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2006/12/lekker.html' title='lekker!'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116533027639058034</id><published>2006-12-05T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T22:51:16.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hercules</title><content type='html'>I LOVE DISNEY MOVIES! ahahahahaha :) it's like the best thing ever that tv could produce. i love disney because their shows bring such a great show of love, and i love the way it potrays love. hehe. it's so beautiful. when you watch all the different disney movies, you see all the ways that they fall in love in all different circumstances each in it's own special way, overcoming all odds. i know, it's highly delusional. but i don't care! it's nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i mean the cartoon movies :) my personal favourites; sleeping beauty, hercules, lttle mermaid, tarzan, aladdin, beauty and the beast. my favourite of all, is hercules. i love the songs go the distance and i won't say i love you. i think that's the name. ahaha. i like this show cos i like greek mythology and i like the girl's dress :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116533027639058034?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116533027639058034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116533027639058034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116533027639058034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116533027639058034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2006/12/hercules.html' title='hercules'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116532697278921935</id><published>2006-12-05T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T21:56:22.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i came back from camp last friday and it took me this long to fully get back to civilisation :) i didn't bring my handphone, so well it was really refreshing to be not bound to my phone!! haha. such joy. i think i shall use my handphone less from now on. and i guess it helps that my phone is spoiled XD but i have a spare! haha! but nah. i still shan't use it too much. my fingers and ears will thank me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHI YUN'S EARS AND FINGERS AND HANDS SAY:&lt;br /&gt;thank you shiyun!! we are freed from excess radiation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, church camp was like so. whoosh. i donno. i'm not gonna go all phoney and say it changed my life and stuff but you know. it does what church camp usually does. it gives me a high feeling. but you know what? i don't want it to stay that way. i hope you guys can understand what i am saying. i don mean i don wanna be high from camp but what i mean is that i don wanna JUST be high from camp and then that's it. this time i'm hoping that i really will get something from this camp and not just have fun. i mean yeah i had fun but it's not just that. if you catch my drift :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, that past few days i have been catching up on my bible reading schedule, although to be honest i never really did start. oops. haha there's my confession. and okaaaaaaaaaaaaaay people. if you are planning to read exodus, i suggest you do it when you are not so tired. cos the last few chapters are really repetitive!! like really crazy and boring, but it's all important. so don skip it. it's important i you ever wanna build a new tabernacle. and even if you don't, you still shouldn't skip it. cos it's in the bible so it's still important. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, in case anyone is wondering but i don think anyone is, my family has been coping fine without a maid. although it's kinda annoying sometimes when i just wanna kick back and watch tv and as soon as my butt hits the sofa my mom/dad says CAN SOMEONE HELP ME WITH DINNER/LUNCH/HANG THE CLOTHES/WASH THE CLOTHES/CLEAR THE TRASH etc etc etc. but it's ok when we all do our part. but still i am looking forward to when my maid comes back :) I CAN'T WAIT!!!! :D XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so, i feel like totally young these days. i know it sounds dumb ok. but seriously. cos... since i cut my hair people keep asking me if i am sec 1. it's the darn fringe i say but i think it's very funny. cos people used to think that i was my oldest sister now they ask me oh so you are the youngest? i mean if my youngest sis isn't there la. hahahahah COS SHE STILL LOOKS YOUNGER THAN ME! muahahahahaha. but that's not the point. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don wanna be old though. too many resposibilities. i wish we could grow down instead of up. then we are born like with so many responsibilities then after that slowly we gradually decrease and we feel so carefree.... but too bad we are created this way. so i can stop daydreaming now haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OH YA! i suddenly remembered why i even started to blog in the first place XD i'm getting old and ditzy haha. ok anyway, for those who i ever told, i once said that i never wanted to pierce my ears cos i thought it was unnatural. but then when i read exodus there was this part where they said that aaron said to the people go and gather all the gold EARRINGS from your wives and sons and daughters and blablabla. SO what this means is, even in bible times they pierced their ears! ahaha. ok that's my stupid conclusion. any bible historian is free to correct me. but what this also means is that i think i just might pierce my ears after like donno how many ears of thinking should i should i not. cos 1) i think earrings are fun, and 2) i love earrings :) but my first love is still painting my nails. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, don't you think it's like so nice to see your nails so colourful? for me it's like when i see my nails all colourful and stuff i feel like so happy cos it looks nice. it's retarded i guess but it's really like that for me. i like to see my nails colourful. i wanna move to xi ning china so that i can get $2 manicures everyday hahahaha! and it's very pretty cos it's not like singapore where they just paste stickers and nail art on your nails it's really like they paint on. with paint. like it's really a little art piece on your nails. one of a kind. only you can ever have that nail pattern EVER and it's won't ever ever ever be duplicated. cool huh. those people are like skilled man when it comes to doing nails. haha. i miss china people :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok see my pattern. i don't blog for a long time, then i blog a very long piece. then i talk and talk and talk and people will think what on earth is she talking about jumping from one topic to another!! and the only way i can explain it is this. sometimes, i just need to free my mind from some the thoughts that's been in my head. and this is one of my few outlets. cos you see people don usually sit around and listen to me talk for very long so i have to talk very long, and hope that one of you read it. HAHA! which no one probably does. maybe one or 2 who are bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116532697278921935?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116532697278921935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116532697278921935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116532697278921935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116532697278921935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2006/12/well-i-came-back-from-camp-last-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116429404730466028</id><published>2006-11-23T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T23:00:47.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well my maid has upped and left. she has gone back indonesia for 3 weeks before renewing her contract of another 2 more years. gosh. 3 weeks is such a loooooooooong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she left on sunday, and it's been like what 4 days? but seriously, i feel so tired :( everyday it seems to just washing cleaning cooking. this is roughly what happens each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up, get ready to cook lunch&lt;br /&gt;set the table blablabla cook lunch get everyone down to eat lunch&lt;br /&gt;after that clear the dishes wipe the table wash the dishes dry the dishes clear the dishes that are dried and put them into the drawers and stuff&lt;br /&gt;after that go to each room and collect dirty clothes and then wash them&lt;br /&gt;hang the wet clothes to dry after donno how long and then leave them there.&lt;br /&gt;get ready to cook for dinner&lt;br /&gt;cook dinner and blabla same as lunch&lt;br /&gt;then after that maybe watch a little tv if i feel like it then go iron clothes and clothes and more clothes that are dried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks alot huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but actually, in truth i only iron the clothes, help in cooking once in awhile and help to hang the clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;benefits of a big family :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but a big family is bad cos there are so many clothes to iron. i practically have a neckache from bending over and ironing. yesterday the accumulated wrinkly clothes took me 3 hours to iron and omg my arms were just aching by the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh well. we all do our part. makes me realise what a huge job maids have it's like totally a burden. i'm really amazed at how my maid can be so cheerful all the time despite all this work. call me a wimp but i really do not think that i could handle it. maybe after awhile i would get used to it but i mean it's really hard to do it all without complaining. so yes. appreciate your maids if you have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i went to church to help in decorating this huge tree in the atrium. it was fin with the ushers hehehehehehehe we were so silly hanging all the ornaments and tippy toeing to just reach the high branches then we realise there was a ladder. ok maybe it was just me. and i knew there was a ladder but i was lazy to climb up so i just keep stretching but yes it is obvious i failed miserably so i asked mr tall guy Genesis to help me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr some of us are going back to hlep up the lights, gosh wonder how that will be heeeeeeeeehehe. probably more aching arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing is i cut my hair and i feel totally reeeeeeeetarded. cos i cut fringe and it's so short and hahaha i feel like some little girl. no stupid comments from anyone thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a tip for people who are tired of the world and just wanna do something brainless. iron clothes. haha! i am quite serious. while i wouldn't say it's fun, i do enjoy ironing those darn wrinklies cos its so monotonous. and you just go ooh a wrinkle iron iron iron and then oh yay it's nice and flat then you turn it over and continue. you still have to think i mean if you don't you'll just burn the clothes but you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr my mum is leaving for malaysia for a day but gosh how are we gonna know when to wash clothes and stuff!! it's so crazy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes kiew yuan i will go and read that book. although i think i did already read one book about adrian mole but that guy was like not authistic so i don't quite see how it is similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i totally realise how randomly i am skipping around but i really don care cos my brain is just not functioning well. and i don feel like going for camp anymore cos somehow i just feel uneasy everytime i think about camp don get me wrong i think it'll be fun but it's just a queasy feeling everytime i think about camp and i don like that feeling but what choice do i have i have to go unless i fall deathly ill in the next few days but please no one curse me cos while i don really wanna go for camp i do wanna keep my health. have i mentioned that in every church camp i go for i always always fall ill at least once? ok it is obvious that i never mentioned it before but it is just a figure of speech and i like to say it cos it's so stupid like couldn't i just go back and check if i had mentioned it already instead of asking? yes that is what is going on in my brain now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha and i put up my tree at home. woohooohoooo. i think i have alot to say cos i have accumulated mush in my brain i mean it will turn to mush soon if i don say it out i guess it's cos usually i would talk online and type away but recently msn  has lost it's appeal for me and i just wanna type here cos i like the feeling of typing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day my mum showed me her new contraption that can foam milk :) like those cafes and they make foamy cappucinos and stuff. so she made hot chocolate for me yum yum and it was good. and my sisters are watching my girl downstairs cos we just rented the vcd and they are laughing so loudly like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA &lt;/span&gt;but i am not watching cos while i was ironing they started to watch whereas i have not even started. oh well.. hah, my eyes are starting to twitch and blink alot cos i'm tired but i don wanna sleep but i guess i should since tmr i gotta wake up early and go to church at 10 but i don wanna sleep nowwwwwwwwwwwww cos i feel like doing things. speaking of which i have not yet done any homework, which sucks cos that means that i am gonna procrastinate and wait until the very last minute to do. such a vicious cycle that i can never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever evr erver ver ver ever break. and i am not gonna corrct those speeling mistakes becayuse! i don't feel lik it. figure out my words MU-a-hA-HA!! the caps and non-caps have no particular meaning. it just goes big where i feel like it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i am in a rush," he said hurriedly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116429404730466028?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116429404730466028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116429404730466028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116429404730466028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116429404730466028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2006/11/well-my-maid-has-upped-and-left.html' title=''/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116391267052211009</id><published>2006-11-19T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T13:04:30.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drama rama mama</title><content type='html'>on friday we had our performance for good hakka girls grow up to be good nurses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was totally a hit!! had so much fun acting in it too. thanks to all who came, and all who acted from drama club. thanks to art club for helping us move the props, and to dance and guitar club who performed alongside with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really alot of fun for us all to just perform, and have so many people enjoy our play! i know it was for me. it felt so good to hear the laughs and see the smiles! i'm glad that the people that i talked to enjoyed it :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's really so much to say, and yet i can't think of much. the past few days have been just so jam packed. so let's start from monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday: had rehearsal in the morning till like 5 plus? or 6 i canc't remember. anyway, it was so super stressful i mean just to have to rehearse over and over and over and especially since mr rashidi was really stressed up too. heh. no offence. anyway, that was about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: went to doulos, at vivocity, yes i am the very slow one to finally go there after so long hehe. but it wasn't that great i mean to me. it was just bigger. and so busy and crowded!! honestly, i hated it. i hate big big crowds la. i mean i don hate it but it's like especially cos it was a really small space and everything so that made it worst. anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: we had rehearsal at tampines library, it started at 3 but was there a little earlier. it was just. so so so so horrible because there was so little space, and i suddenly realised that woah our show is coming up so soon, but it was kinda fun for us to just act and all. like just enjoy :)ok i'm bored of all this let's skip to friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday: reached school at like 10 plus, changed, got ready for make up, and i had on my super pale face and bright red lippy XD but i kinda liked that look hahahaha. anyway we did our make up and just lazed around waiting for the bus to bring us to the library. su lynn hijacked my camera and took lots of pictures of herself with other people heeeeeehehehehehe which is kinda funny. but yeah. then oh yeah i bought flowers for mrs chandran because! she may be leaving us next year, which sucks, cos its like just when i finally find her nice. once again, no offence. so. we got on the bus and got the library, everyone staring at us with our exaggerated make up and funny costumes, haha it was fun. then we had our briefing and stuff and got ready. all in the holding area making noise :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BIG BIG BIG BIG SORRY TO ALOYSCIOUS FOR MAKING SO MUCH NOISE AND MAKING YUR JOB SO DIFFICULT, REALLY SORRY!! but, you did a great job and you have earned the title of favourite boy :D wth hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. so we just waited there nervously for the show to start, and boy when i went on stage i was freaked out. my hands were shaking like crazy!! hahah and i was so afraid somehow. then i got comfortable after awhile then it was just like normal rehearsals and i just had fun on stage. great job the 3 ladies and su lynn! ahaha everyone was just laughing and enjoying themselves. it was so cool to see them enjoying our show :):):):):):):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after our high of the first show done, we had dinner and got ready for the next show. i tell you the atmosphere there was just so tense, yet it was so much fun to be there. i mean you had to be there to really know what i mean, everyone all just jittery and high strung? somehow. and then all like asking how's my make up?need touch up? it was so nice to see everyone like helping each other and GETTING ALONG FOR ONCE!! ahaha! it was great. anyway the 2nd show was great the audience was so cute ahah laughing the whole way. i couldn't help laughing, and kept using the book to cover my face. funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after everything, we presented mrs chandran and mr rashidi with their gifts, so much fun, yet sad cos like mnrs chandran wouldn't be with us next year :( and it made me think that well next year if they have a play, i won't be there either, i'm kinda jealous of those in NA cos they get one more year to do this thing la. ahaha how sad. maybe i can come back and help next time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok wow i talked so much. really fun experience i mean i can't wait till we have another performance!! which would be synergy next year where we will perform our SYF piece. watch this space! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116391267052211009?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116391267052211009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116391267052211009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116391267052211009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116391267052211009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2006/11/drama-rama-mama.html' title='drama rama mama'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116316612668902501</id><published>2006-11-10T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T21:42:07.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i read a book called &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Scholar and The Dragon&lt;/span&gt; by Stella Kon. she's a local writer, and the story wasn't half bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister and i went to the library like 2 days ago apparently to "do our holiday homework" but i didn't do much XD i actually did one page of the chiense homework i had, so congratulations to me! anyway, for her english HA, she had to do some book review on a local writer so that was one of the books she found. although it was in her reject pile, i found that it looked like a pretty good story so i brought it home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's basically about this confucian scholar from china who comes to singapore. and it's pretty good for history students cos it is about the time when there were a lot of revolutions in china and such, and about Sun Yat Sen and whatever. but it's even more interesting than our history textbook because the book also talks about the side of the story in singapore. it's cool actually because it really shows a side of singapore that we don't know about and we don't learn about, the side where the chinese in singapore, or the Straits Chinese, gather support for the revolutionaries in china, and also get money for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those are our ancestors' stories, the ones that we never know about. so i guess it's kinda cool to know what happened. ok maybe not my ancestors cos my grandparents came from malaysia, and the other side from... somewhere else haha. but they all originated from  china!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yes go read it if you have nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another book i read was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night Time&lt;/span&gt;. it is about an authistic boy, and well. reading this book is seriuosly cool. his mind is soooooo complex and everything it just makes me feel stupid while reading this book because! he is just too smart haha. the downside is that simple daily tasks are difficult for him. like for us, we can just walk around and glance at things without actually processing things. but for him, going into a new and strange place is a real task because he automatically just documents every single fact into his memory and it is just too much information for him to take, and he just shuts down his brain. cool huh. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's interesting to look into this guy's mind and see how his brain works. cos he's so freakishly smart and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know all this is kinda boring but WHAT TO DO i have nothing to do at home other than read and watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and today i baked cookies but they were soooo sweet and i can't take it ahaha cos it just makes me wanna spit it out. so now i learn. my mum says that any recipe you get for baking, cut the sugar at least a quarter because americans like things sweet and we usually can't take it. so yes i learn haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... i'm just bored here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to matilda: ok i shall ask you out. matilda, want to go on a date with me? haha! i am available on the 14th of november, and then the following week everyday except mondays and wednesdays :) book a date. anyone else, feel free to do so too, as i am really bored. ok maybe not ANYone :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116316612668902501?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116316612668902501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116316612668902501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116316612668902501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116316612668902501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-i-read-book-called-scholar-and.html' title=''/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116265244829234461</id><published>2006-11-04T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T23:02:57.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apple teapots</title><content type='html'>a few days ago i saw our president talking on tv, and something occured to me. i have never heard his voice before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok yes that is my great realisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on thursday i had to go to the doctor after like a million years because there was this swelling just above my eye and it had been there for almost a week. when i went there, the doctor said that.... horrors of horrors, i had to POKE IT! with a NEEDLE! and so i did. it was painful. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it is still there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that means i have to go and poke it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i shall spare you the gory details of my eye poking. but it was rather painful, but at least it has become smaller. i just hope that the swelling goes down before the drama play, because if it doesn't, it would be really hard for me to apply my make-up!! so yes people pray for my eye. haha! sounds so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now some randomness. this is us at the zoo! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/2581/1600/DSCN0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/2581/320/DSCN0053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i am reminded of this funny time because yesterday my sister went to the zoo with her friends, and it just reminded me of the time i went to the zoo so naturally i want to share my joy :) hehe self propaganda! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/2581/1600/DSCN0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/2581/320/DSCN0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116265244829234461?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116265244829234461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116265244829234461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116265244829234461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116265244829234461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2006/11/apple-teapots.html' title='apple teapots'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116239087401813190</id><published>2006-11-01T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T22:22:12.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GREASE!</title><content type='html'>this is a list of movies you HAVE to watch! (not complete)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Grease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there. now you HAVE to watch it! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116239087401813190?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116239087401813190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116239087401813190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116239087401813190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116239087401813190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2006/11/grease.html' title='GREASE!'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116227664114049634</id><published>2006-10-31T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T14:37:21.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday to shi wei!</title><content type='html'>today is officially halloween, and also my sister's birthday! on sunday we celebrated her birthday, and we went to this really great mexican restaurant at holland v.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it is called..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/2581/1600/DSCN3553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/2581/320/DSCN3553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a really nice place, and there is also another mexican restaurant right next to it. but come to this one, it is apparently the original mexican restaurant at holland v. or so the guy says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our waiter is a real nice guy, was really friendly and extremely helpful. on his recommendation, we ordered the chicken and beef fajitas (fa-hee-tas) and the chicken quesadilla. they were all really yummy. and it was a good deal for us too! if you are under 18, you get a free flow of corn chips and salsa, and also a free flow of soft drinks. its actually a sort of wine bar, so my dad ordered a magarita! and it tasted awful haha. not a fan of alcohol. it just tasted bad. like chinese meds! icky. i stick to my sprite :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, enough of my talking! now i shall present to you, the yummy food, so you can drool at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/2581/1600/DSCN3531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/2581/320/DSCN3531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our drinks in a jam jar! they are specially known for this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/2581/1600/DSCN3526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/2581/320/DSCN3526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chips and salsa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/2581/1600/DSCN3536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/2581/320/DSCN3536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chicken quesadilla! tastes like pizza, but better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/2581/1600/DSCN3535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/2581/320/DSCN3535.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chicken fajita on the left, beef on the right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/2581/1600/DSCN3535.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/2581/1600/DSCN3552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/2581/320/DSCN3552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inside of el patio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/2581/1600/DSCN3558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/2581/320/DSCN3558.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;shi ping and i doing something stupid&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116227664114049634?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116227664114049634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116227664114049634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116227664114049634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116227664114049634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-to-shi-wei.html' title='happy birthday to shi wei!'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116227422977602611</id><published>2006-10-31T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T13:57:09.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a tribute</title><content type='html'>this is a tribute, to all you who won't be with us next year :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's always a sad thing to know that the friends close to your heart won't be with you. the last day of school was both happy and sad, happy cos duh it's the last day of school, but sad cos we found out those who retained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were at the assembly ground, and almost everyone was gone who knows where, sharlene, abigial, sylvia and myself were talking, as the only four girls left and we saw ms ong. we asked her if she knew how many people retained, but SHE REFUSED TO TELL US!! so oh well we had no choice but to just wonder and worry. we all thought there would be 13 people who retained but turns out there were only 8 which is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you people! we're sad you won't be with us! at least i will be. and i just hope that well it's a lesson learnt that you gotta work hard for your results. i'm sad you all won't be with us but hey, if it helps you in the long run, it's a good thing for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to afiq, good luck to you too! we'll still see each other :) and if there's anything i can help with, just ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. this reminds me of primary 6 all over again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116227422977602611?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116227422977602611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116227422977602611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116227422977602611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116227422977602611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2006/10/tribute.html' title='a tribute'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116178322146405162</id><published>2006-10-25T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T21:33:41.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>public city</title><content type='html'>tomorrow is officially the last day of school, and i'm not very happy. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, some publicity! for the meagre number of people for actually read my blog, remember this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Hakka Girls Grow Up To Be Good Nurses :)&lt;br /&gt;drama club's first end of year production!&lt;br /&gt;tickets are available at $10 for 3.30 and 6.30 shows&lt;br /&gt;at the tampines regional library!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok yes, the library. it is true. haha. so sad. imagine us making a ruckus upstairs and then the poor people downstairs trying to read in they're peace and quiet. MUAHAHA. too bad library people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. today, was supposed to have some money sense thingy, but then MR RASHIDI SAVES THE DAY by pulling the drama people out of class, and we rehearse for the end year play. over, and over, and over, and over and OVER AND OVER AND OVER! until! i was so tired i wanted to just sleep there. we ended at around 2, then i had to head back to class and join the money thing, and they were playing a game! haha. apparently they had been playing for many many hours. so after that we got released from school and i went to find shi rui quek and then i met leonard on the bus HAH and i also met charmaine from drama. then i walk walk walk to the library and TADA found my sister and then i walk walk back to the mrt and then at white sands i bought a frozen pizza to satisfy my craving. then i went home and did not eat the pizza. weird huh. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then my mother called me later in the evening and told me it's raining! so come out and bring me an umbrella. so i walked out in the HEAVY RAIN with all the DOGS and CATS pouring down and i met hannah! poor thing was soaked to the bones. haha. is there even such a thing? anyway, walked on and met my mother, gave her the brolly and we walked home. blablablablablabla. stuff happened. then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched goong :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or gong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise i like entering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye trolley people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116178322146405162?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116178322146405162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116178322146405162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116178322146405162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116178322146405162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2006/10/public-city.html' title='public city'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116133058844702816</id><published>2006-10-20T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T15:49:48.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>princess hour</title><content type='html'>hehehehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never thought i would say this, but i am actually hooked on princess hours. the GONG show hahaha. and i realise something. it's like everytime the show starts, they are showing the palace rom a bird's eye view. go observe :) ohmygosh the show is nice although i don like the golden boy he's so icky. he's trying to steal her from the small eyes guy! that is just not nice. humphrey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i were korean, then i can speak their language and have those funny tones hahaa. it's like so up and down like bouncy speaking XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok wth i don make sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116133058844702816?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116133058844702816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116133058844702816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116133058844702816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116133058844702816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2006/10/princess-hour.html' title='princess hour'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116080920155229660</id><published>2006-10-14T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T15:00:01.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who can that fool be?</title><content type='html'>Just walking in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Getting soaking wet&lt;br /&gt;Torturing my heart&lt;br /&gt;By trying to forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just walking in the rain&lt;br /&gt;So alone and blue&lt;br /&gt;All because my heart&lt;br /&gt;Still remembers you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come to windows&lt;br /&gt;They always stare at me&lt;br /&gt;Shaking their heads in sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Saying, who can that fool be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just walking in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Thinking how we met&lt;br /&gt;Knowing things could change&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I can't forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Instrumental Interlude]&lt;br /&gt;(Just walking in the rain)&lt;br /&gt;(Walking in the rain)&lt;br /&gt;(Walking in the rain)&lt;br /&gt;(Just walking in the rain)&lt;br /&gt;(All day I ....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come to their windows&lt;br /&gt;They always stare at me&lt;br /&gt;Their shaking their heads in sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Saying, who can that fool be&lt;br /&gt;(Now who can he be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just walking in the rain&lt;br /&gt;(Walking in the rain)&lt;br /&gt;Thinking how we met&lt;br /&gt;(Walking in the rain)&lt;br /&gt;Knowing things could change&lt;br /&gt;(Walking in the rain)&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I can't forget&lt;br /&gt;(Walking in the rain ....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny what people do when they think they are in love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116080920155229660?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116080920155229660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116080920155229660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116080920155229660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116080920155229660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2006/10/who-can-that-fool-be.html' title='who can that fool be?'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116075522909962479</id><published>2006-10-13T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:00:29.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>green swirlies</title><content type='html'>honestly, i wonder why i am so odd. like, i use a pencil BOX for goodness sake! ok no one understands that haha. today i realised that extent of everyone's weirdness. and all of a sudden i didn't feel that weird anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm..... in-ter-es-ting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not understand why "when the exams were on, it felt like there were so many things to do, but now like more boring". edward's words, not mine. but i feel the same way. it's like there's an emptiness after the exams are over. a void in my life where the studying for exams used to be. it's such a weird world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been spending a lot of time in hospitals lately. and strangely i quite liked the feeling of being there, until today when i heard someone crying in one of the rooms. i don't know what happened, maybe her relative died. but the sound of grief in her voice as she cried and wailed, well. let's just say i don't want to hear it again anytime soon. it really jolted me to think that well people really are dying. and you're thinking well DUH people die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, you have to actually hear it and see it and experience it, then you realise what i mean when i say PEOPLE ARE DYING. it's like a feeling that goes POOM and it hits you. it's a asd realisation la honestly. and i wonder if i'll see them in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note, green cloth swirls are a nice touch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116075522909962479?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116075522909962479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116075522909962479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116075522909962479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116075522909962479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2006/10/green-swirlies.html' title='green swirlies'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116048439420762535</id><published>2006-10-10T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T20:46:34.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today.</title><content type='html'>last paper today. yay. look! i found a song with desiree's name in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's called waiting for desiree by larissa lam. but unfortunately, it sounds rather boring and also, i didn't hear what she was singing other than what her baby is crying or something like that haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with matilda today and gen but she left, and i bought a car! oh and also i bought my name. interesting day huh. omg only matilda knows what i am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm..... in-ter-es-ting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116048439420762535?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116048439420762535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116048439420762535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116048439420762535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116048439420762535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2006/10/today.html' title='today.'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116037640795945146</id><published>2006-10-09T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T14:46:47.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOT LIPS! muack.</title><content type='html'>ohmygosh! tmr is like a math. how how how super depressing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know i should go study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don wanna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niahahaha! so let me show you a plant :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really cool. presenting, HOT LIPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="179" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7503/2581/320/hot%20lips.jpg" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;don't you think it's really cool! i mean it's an actual plant. if i could, i would buy one for valentine's day XD it's so cool. and it's sucking a flower. hah! oh i am so depressed. i don want anymore exams! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok. take heart people! tomorrow is the last paper for us non poa and dnt people :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;a dream is a wish your heart makes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yesterday i dreamt that i was in my room, and i cannot remember what i was doing. so. my heart wishes i was in my room. so thus shall this post end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.sg/imgres?imgurl=http://xoomer.virgilio.it/tinatrevisan/hot%2520lips%2520plant.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http://xoomer.virgilio.it/tinatrevisan/&amp;amp;amp;h=858&amp;w=1067&amp;amp;sz=38&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=1&amp;tbnid=MwSCayfBkNcFeM:&amp;amp;amp;tbnh=121&amp;tbnw=150&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dplant%2B%2522hot%2Blips%2522%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D%26sa%3DG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116037640795945146?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116037640795945146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116037640795945146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116037640795945146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116037640795945146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2006/10/hot-lips-muack.html' title='HOT LIPS! muack.'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-116012575009978720</id><published>2006-10-06T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T17:09:10.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mamemoo.</title><content type='html'>well.. today had my lit paper, it was like rather alright although i was blinking about a hundred times every half a minute. i was so so tired. oh hell kite! :) i am having a cheesecake. it is like. really good. i am sorry to anyone who wanted to eat it but it's gone now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matilda says i am predictable! that is not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day we watched a video on how abortion takes places and i was thinking about how people go on and on blablablablabla how war will affect us and kill many lives. but right here and right now there are already so many people dying! like all those poor babies. i don't care about how people may argue that it's just a foetus and not a real person, but to me it is a life. and it isn't fair that they should die for someone else's mistakes! it's just so sad. and the way the video went it showed us all the dismembered body parts of the baby like ohmygosh it like shocked me kinda that the baby was really just sucked apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i never really ever thought about how abortions were done. all i knew was that they happened and TADA! no more baby. it sucks la really. who gave them the right to choose life and death anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-116012575009978720?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/116012575009978720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=116012575009978720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116012575009978720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/116012575009978720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2006/10/mamemoo.html' title='mamemoo.'/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24826975.post-114345847999784827</id><published>2006-03-27T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T19:21:19.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>howdy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24826975-114345847999784827?l=quixoticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/feeds/114345847999784827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24826975&amp;postID=114345847999784827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/114345847999784827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24826975/posts/default/114345847999784827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quixoticness.blogspot.com/2006/03/howdy.html' title=''/><author><name>shiyunquek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105305688826954876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
