<?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-8148828768544606594</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:15:40.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonzely</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-5969738036441942999</id><published>2010-09-19T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T00:56:18.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is still life</title><content type='html'>Well, been quite a while since... Actually, I could fit in loads of stuff here. I guess first thing's about seeing her. Stalking on facebook is kind of lame and I would  really prefer to see her face to face. Sigh, I guess I'm kind of fail when it comes to relationships, can't seem to do anything. All in all, still hope she's happy =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, NP training has also ended. Starting to miss trainings. Recently because of EOYs preparations and also iSpark Nite, I haven't actually went down to SALT centre and meet up with the seniors. Really miss them, but I guess studies have to come first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking about EOYs I'm really quite worried. So many things to "mug" for, can't really handle the pressure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there's council exco elections. Didn't apply. Wanted to leave next year for NP and academics, cause I've screwed myself pretty badly this year taking up so many OTs, want to ensure I do well next year =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that's all for now, watching arsenal match. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Byes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-5969738036441942999?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/5969738036441942999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2010/09/life-is-still-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/5969738036441942999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/5969738036441942999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2010/09/life-is-still-life.html' title='Life is still life'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-7030204168880955155</id><published>2010-09-07T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T21:42:53.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Far Away</title><content type='html'>Well, been really depressed recently. A series of events seem to just "BANG!", and all fall upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first there was POP. To put it simply, it's just Past Out Parade, where our seniors all hand over our duties to their junior, also the Sec 3 Batch and pass out. Sigh, its just so fast. A year has flown past since last year's POP and well, I can't help but say I really miss this batch of seniors. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have grown so much closer to them because of Campcraft Competition and those afternoons which I spend at SALT centre. Its just so hard to let go of all of them all of a sudden. It just feels as though a huge part of me was removed. I no longer felt whole, if I put it in a harsh way. Time simply passes so quickly when you are enjoying yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there's still that screwed up relationship problems. Sigh, its just all mixing into one kind of feeling, confusion. I still can't decide, though I beginning to realise. She said she was mugging recently, want to wish her good luck! Hope we can meet up soon, RAWR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, speaking of mugging, comes my another reason for depression. All the pressure for getting good grades is building up. The desire to excel is just killing me =( Now there's this new requirement of A1 for English, and I know I'm screwed. Its just an impossible task. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now the worst thing is that there's no one to turn to. I can't tell anyone my problems and ask them for help. I've been seeking for someone whom I can turn to whenever I hit problems, though it seems impossible. All I've learnt so far is that everything that I love gets taken away eventually, so its better to not love at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, need to sleep now and mug again tomorrow. Byes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-7030204168880955155?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/7030204168880955155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2010/09/far-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/7030204168880955155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/7030204168880955155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2010/09/far-away.html' title='Far Away'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-7231792855598952625</id><published>2010-08-31T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T21:50:16.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to change</title><content type='html'>Once again, I'm sorry for not posting for a long time. I have to admit I was partly busy and partly lazy. All the exams and stuff, and then deciding to actually slack off after the exams. All in all, I have decided to come back here to really express my feelings&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was Teacher's Day and we got a half day today, dismissed at 10, blah blah blah. Anyway, we waited for NY girls, felt weird though. But I decided to maintain the current friendship we share now then take a step forward long ago so well, I felt I could handle it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It went on pretty well, until we started playing badminton a long while later. It was really fun, enjoying myself with my friends. Then suddenly, I began feeling lost as I realised how it was possible I fell for another person. I was really stumped when I had that feeling. I decided to ignore, and really hope that I could sort it out soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sprained my wrist though, downside of things. She asked me to put ice on it, which I did, though seemingly she was the only one who noticed. Weird, the irony of all that's happening is really confusing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we have POP adding on to all that I'm already feeling. The seniors who I spent so much time with are passing out. Those times we spent at SALT are seemingly coming to an end. I really miss them, I just wished we had more time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems that everything you love gets taken away from you, be it friends or relationships. Maybe its time I learnt to put down stuff, to forget and not harper to impossible matters. Sometimes I just hope someone can enlighten me, though it seems I have to sort it out myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a great time on the overall, though I was really tired today. Had a headache before and during teacher's day concert, but I guess I forced it out of me eventually. Or maybe it was all the things in my mind that over ran it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, want to wish all teachers a HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY here and thank all my friends for making this day so wonderful. I really hope we can meet up soon, probably in the Sep or Dec holidays. Love you guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-7231792855598952625?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/7231792855598952625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2010/08/time-to-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/7231792855598952625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/7231792855598952625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2010/08/time-to-change.html' title='Time to change'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-5611232093876373810</id><published>2010-02-12T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:55:34.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been long</title><content type='html'>The last post i last made was on 4th Feb, which shocks me, literally. I promise to be more active in the future, unless the test comes hard.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, really had fun today. CNY celebrations was epic fail in my sec sch. Alot of screw-ups and there was very little programs. I dont mind though. We got released at 9.30. -,-!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So waited for XT and YY at the comp lab with Matt and others. Played MH and GT, yeah! It was a pretty long wait for them to come out. Well, fortunately, they were released earlier than expected and we didnt had to wait that long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we took our time, really took our time, to make our way back to EF. It was really SLOW, but who cares, we arrived there at 12 plus and got chased out by the security guards... NUB... lol. But I felt they were retarded and should have at least let us sit at the foyer. Well, we managed to protest our way in anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shallnt talk about it anymore. I want to share the fun and joy of today. Met her today, and well, mixed feelings formed. It was painful to be so close at times yet miles away at the same time. I want to end it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant continue. Bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-5611232093876373810?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/5611232093876373810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-been-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/5611232093876373810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/5611232093876373810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-been-long.html' title='Its been long'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-5162673826651936488</id><published>2010-02-04T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T21:46:22.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time passes... Truth unravels</title><content type='html'>Its been quite awhile since I last blogged. Though I realised there was no tagging at all. Lols. Don't even think I should be blogging now. Have projects that are piling on to one another to reach an unmountable limit. Hais, don't really feel like doing at all.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday there was council investiture. It was quite boring though. Must admit I nearly fell asleep when the GOH and the HSC president was giving their speech. Reminds me of the time when I was giving my valedictorian speech. The students down there must have been sleeping. To think back, my speech skills were really horrible. No stupid jokes and whatever. Well, at least its over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, back to the point. Council investiture is what they call the time when councillers are batched. Yet, the irony which surrounds is that only the Exco got badged. I was like What The Pong! It was so unfair! All we do is to stand on the stage looking like statues. Anyway, on a side note, if you notice the What the Pong thing, its my new very effective way of quitting the F-word. I realise how rude and immature it is to scold it. It has been two months since I have said that word. That shows how effective it is right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okays so, we had to bring schools around the school for a school tour. All the prestigious schools were taken over by the Exco, so all the neighbourhood schools were thrown to us. I guess its better that way, less pressure. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I brought a school around that was made up of two councillers only... It was fun talking to them and sharing interesting ghost stories about our schools. We even exchanged contacts in the end. Though both are older than I am, I hope we can Keep In Touch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, time to sign off and do my proposal for projects day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-5162673826651936488?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/5162673826651936488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2010/02/time-passes-truth-unravels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/5162673826651936488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/5162673826651936488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2010/02/time-passes-truth-unravels.html' title='Time passes... Truth unravels'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-5334163317702426224</id><published>2010-01-24T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:02:46.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic, Stressed</title><content type='html'>Never knew life could be so busy till I couldn't breathe. Science Olympiad Training on Mon, CCA from Tuesday to Saturday, usually till 8. And what's left is Sunday for me to do homework. Miraculously, I finished my school homework. Now busy with council.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really tired already. I slept at 11 or 12 every day. Feeling sick now. Probably a fever. But there's still school tomorrow. BAD enough huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, there's still this test on Thursday. Math is the one that spells trouble. I have my LCP CAPE on Friday too. Doomed. Anyway, CAPE stands for Cadet Assessment Promotion Exercise. Have to prepare my uniform, polish my boots, memorize NPCC knowledge, prepare drills and also WOC, which means Word Of Command. I still have council duties on Thursday. Hais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sec 2 is like so busy. I use to have time to blog and stuff. But now? Nah. Moreover, I still have to start on my LA blog again. Something which is plainly retarded yet an easy ACE opportunity. Well, I guess that once my Campcraft Competition Training is over, I'll be a lot slacker. Hopefully then I can get the ample rest I need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, just realised how much conflict there can be between friends. This moment you are the best of friends, and the next, you start insulting each other and the biased points shoot out with those that you are restraining when you interact with friends. Even between my own friends, I find it hard to find a friend who is willing to devote as much as I do into the friendship. It hurts when they don't, leaving me wondering whether it was worth the time and effort and all in maintaining this friendship. Some friends just come and go like the wind, but to find one that sticks up to you like honey, its like asking for the impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, thinking of the one person whom I would devote entirely to, would just leave me shattered. Its been so long, and contact was never possible. It was never me, and would never be. Telling myself to forget would just kill me, so leaving things in mid air, seemed to be perfect. I never knew how to handle relationships. I never would want to anyway. Seeing how things turn out all the time, I feel desperate for the love I rarely had. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes on my way home, I feel tears within me. I cant let it out. I get hurt each time the memory comes and goes. I want to take a  break. Hopefully, it would be the coming New Year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves and wishes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-5334163317702426224?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/5334163317702426224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2010/01/hectic-stressed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/5334163317702426224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/5334163317702426224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2010/01/hectic-stressed.html' title='Hectic, Stressed'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-8402955722214797279</id><published>2010-01-04T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:51:00.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressed</title><content type='html'>Yep. Feeling depressed and angry. Dunno why. I guess I just associate it with SOO larh. Damn sian liao.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, forget about that. Want to write about SOO, since nothing else to write about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, SOO, otherwise known as Secondary One Orientation. Its held like from 4th to 6th January. Yes, that means no school for all Hwa Chongnians. Cheer dumbos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yep, today was tiring. My throat hurts too anyway. Cheered like a crazy and lunatic person today. Ate 4 strepsils. My senior took 1 too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, the sec 1s just refuse to cheer with their hearts. They are like epic unethu people. Make them cheer like killing them. Told them do hand signs and raise it above their heads. They left it on all possible parts of the body but above their head. Dun understand their problem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was still the minority who had serious attitude problem. Argued and talk back whenever we ask them to so something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think something fun was the water bomb mass games. It was very hectic. Sort of like the free for all bombing. I got hit like, once. Some idiot sec 1 threw it at me after I told him not to bomb buddies. Retarded sia. Then he went off laughing like a mentally challenged bastard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, tomorrow is the second day of SOO. My voice is already half gone. Don't know if I can last to the last day. I better...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sian to talk anymore. Bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-8402955722214797279?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/8402955722214797279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2010/01/depressed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/8402955722214797279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/8402955722214797279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2010/01/depressed.html' title='Depressed'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-1410117588819238211</id><published>2009-12-24T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T15:58:07.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw that STUPID CI</title><content type='html'>Had NPCC training yesterday. Worst one I guess. With all 5 CIs around us through the training it was like seriously hell. Got scolded every other minute so much so that my squad practically started ignoring them.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Half my squad falled out during training. It was so damn hot and we had to drill continuously like idiots. It was 4 whole hours of drills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was surprised I could take it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, there's this CI, cant really say his name, who made us change out of our attire for like 4 or 5 times. Full Uniform to PT kit and back and again and back and so on. Each time we were given 10 mins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sounds long?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have to take off our belts, change our boots, arrange our uniform so it doesn't crumple. Speaking truthfully, we did a good job finishing all that in 10 mins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, someway or another we made it through that training. There was a prep talk after that, which was well, rather inspiring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow, it doesnt end there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An NCO sent us an email reprimanding us like hell. But I could tell he actually wanted us to do better and somehow manage to avoid all the pumpings we did yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had SOO (Sec One Orientation) Briefing after NPCC, and it was seriously like hell. Had to cheer like there was no tomorrow. Having a sever sore throat now. Finished 1 box of strepsils. And I drank like 5 cups of honey. Not really working though -,-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, getting real bored nowadays. Nothing much to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO, THAT'S ALL FOLKS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-1410117588819238211?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/1410117588819238211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/12/screw-that-stupid-ci.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/1410117588819238211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/1410117588819238211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/12/screw-that-stupid-ci.html' title='Screw that STUPID CI'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-2140480476731718887</id><published>2009-12-21T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T15:14:27.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch...</title><content type='html'>Ok, long since I've blogged. Been busy. Not playing. No no. But cleaning up the house and cooking.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, that's it. My maid went to work for another person. Cause my Mum don't like her. She says she is freaking slack and well, irresponsible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I partly agree though. She keeps losing my stuff. Textbooks, Storybooks, Pens, My favourite keychain and stuff. And whenever I ask her where those stuff are, she would just shrug and say, " I don't know" -,-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, back to the part about cooking. Never knew it was so hard. Cried when cutting the onion yesterday. I was like LOL. I accidentally rubbed my eye and BOOMZ, tears started falling. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a cut on my hand too! Wow! One slash there and it was well, new experience I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, I took 3 hours to finish cooking one meal. Chicken and Fish was okay I guess, but the veggie. Urgh. Tasted like shit. Too salty and like chewy, damn hard to bite off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today going to cook again. This time with my grandma. I know she could cook up real delicious veggies, so YEAH. We decided to cook only chicken, fish and veggie. Together with the soup my mum already made yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I had Campcraft Com. Training. Cant believe I got into the team. Wee! I was placed in the Flag stuff group. But there are 3 other sec 3s with me. Scary! And since the main flag stuff group was only made up of 3 ppl, I guess I will be the reserve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, what are the odds. 3 sec 3s and 1 sec 1, its like too obvious the seniors would br in the main team. But its okay, I got into the Competition and thats well enough for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there were the bad sides, it was so freaking hot this moment then it rained. After like, 5 mins? It stopped. Then the blazing sun shone like for another hour before it got cloudy and rained again. Having a headache now as I type. Weird weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To add on to the stupid headache, I've got like so many rope burns on my hand it hurts even when I type or bend my fingers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arghhhh, still hurting. Don't want to type anymore. Jacky coming later. Ask him help me cook too. Muahahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-2140480476731718887?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/2140480476731718887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/12/ouch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/2140480476731718887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/2140480476731718887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/12/ouch.html' title='Ouch...'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-5776550668470883222</id><published>2009-12-15T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T20:16:07.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o.O</title><content type='html'>See the amazed face above? Well, just got introduced to private server... Maple private server... by Brenda.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sounds fun I guess, but I don't think will get used to it soon as I am more used to being pissed off in training. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With this private server, everything speeds up!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;WOW&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, freaking sian today. Played Left 4 Dead 2 on XBOX 360! So violently, bloody fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;BANG! WHAT THE HECK! DON'T WASTE LARH!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you see, those are the common comments between me and Jacky as we played it. Though there are of course some more vulgar ones that I believe inappropriate to put up here =). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a must play you know. The effects rock! I just love the &lt;i&gt;COMBAT RIFFLE&lt;/i&gt;. 420 max cartridge. 60 rounds per reload. Near one hit K.O. on all common infected. Importantly. Cool sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOLzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, enough about that. Getting bored. Want to try out private server!!! Arghhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Byes....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-5776550668470883222?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/5776550668470883222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/12/oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/5776550668470883222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/5776550668470883222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/12/oo.html' title='o.O'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-6868980097912390368</id><published>2009-12-11T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T11:20:24.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling of betrayal</title><content type='html'>Just realised one of my close friends just lied to me. Felt really bad. I didn't expect him to do so. I guess to be able to find a true friend is really what they call finding a needle amongst a haystack....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how am I going to go on being friends with him if this is the way it goes on. I called him, and the way he lied his way through was well, disappointing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things aren't going to be the same again. Lost a friend who could kick soccer with me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lost a friend who could Halo with me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's just hope I'll meet up with some better friends and those whom I will really trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't want to write anymore. No post for the rest of the day I guess. Bye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-6868980097912390368?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/6868980097912390368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/12/feeling-of-betrayal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/6868980097912390368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/6868980097912390368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/12/feeling-of-betrayal.html' title='Feeling of betrayal'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-7316644582830436471</id><published>2009-12-09T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T22:35:00.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes. Yoohoo!!!</title><content type='html'>Can't believe it! Finally became friends with Brenda again. Truly this time. Hope no more quarrels =).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WELL, never been this happy for days! Lols...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my mum just screwed me off again. Sian sia. Quarrel with her every once in awhile. Don't know what leh. She is like freaking pissed off this few days. Every little thing also must scold me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't take her anymore. No wonder been wanting to go out everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow I am going to &lt;b&gt;COMPASSPOINT&lt;/b&gt;! Out of the house. Phew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, syamil just told me about him fainting during during his camp. A little funny at first when I heard he got a black eye. But when I knew what happened, I really pitied him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In case you don't know the story, here it is, the conversation over the phone today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Why you tmr cant play soccer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Syam: I kanna black eye leh. How go out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Black eye?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Syam: Fainted during NCC camp. Just blackout. Fell face flat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: *Laughed abit* (really bad of me) What the heck. How come?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Syam: Dunno. Past few days never eat and also slept at 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Lols. So you how now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Syam: Recovering lorh. Sian. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anything else isn't really related so I leave off here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guys and Gals, this story here tells you never go off you dinner or sleep late. This should be in one of the children story books. Teach you to eat and sleep well. MUAHAHAHAHA. Jkjk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it has a moral you know, so many should be under fables. -,-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so Jacky introduced me to this new game. Futera Football. Really got me hooked. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its fun, but need to buy cards. Sianzzzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, time for bed. Maybe reading my sis' book. "Diary of a Whimpy Kid", I think that's the way you spell it. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all. B-Y-E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-7316644582830436471?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/7316644582830436471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes-yoohoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/7316644582830436471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/7316644582830436471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes-yoohoo.html' title='Yes. Yoohoo!!!'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-2445251094838880724</id><published>2009-12-07T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:32:53.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops! Forgot</title><content type='html'>Well, as the title suggests. I forgot about blogging for the past few days. I was too busy Mapling.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Muahahahahahaha.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't really blame me. There really is just nothing else to do. Makes me feel like sleeping. Worse. The weather is just so freaking cold!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I was busy thinking about her these few days. Wondering if I should go on... Hais. They always say its easier to love a person who loves you than a person who deosn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forget about it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, guys, seriously, play MAPLE~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is this new class, Aran, and its skills are really nice. You get them by doing quests =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you guys decide o play Maple, please sms me your IGNs. I want to add you guys so we can play together. I play the world &lt;b&gt;Aquila&lt;/b&gt; by the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, today only Jacky came over. We spammed Maple again. I followed him to fight Curse Eye and realised I had to kill 999 of it.  WTF!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacky said we were partying together so it should be quite fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;b&gt;Yeah funny! We fought there for half an hour and we were still stuck at 500 plus!*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough about games. Tuition has started and I must say, I was &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;a&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;mazed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; that there were only 4 people attending English and Science class. Woots...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math was better. Ten plus I think. Wan Qi and Adeline (XD) were there too. Couldn't recognise Adeline though. Had here face covered up by her hair. Like ghost, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I've got homework to complete. Which makes it a bore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, time for me to play abit more of maple before sleeping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chowa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-2445251094838880724?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/2445251094838880724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/12/oops-forgot_4741.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/2445251094838880724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/2445251094838880724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/12/oops-forgot_4741.html' title='Oops! Forgot'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-7492663333950615767</id><published>2009-12-01T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T22:15:51.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaking hell</title><content type='html'>Freaking bitch she is. Spend so much time hoping for her to forgive me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT THE HOLY FUCK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care if she hates me. I don't care if she bitches me off. Goes all weird saying don't want me to change so much anymore. Next minute chats with Adrienne about how innocent I was pushing off the blame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I wanted was to F-KING hell stop all the misunderstandings and to plan a better CG. What's the point man. Seriously!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She just like happily bitch people. Goes around misunderstanding people and what the shit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forget it, I'm no longer angry. Just disappointed. I really don't know how we got to this. A year ago we were still so good friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depressed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't want to say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-7492663333950615767?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/7492663333950615767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/12/freaking-hell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/7492663333950615767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/7492663333950615767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/12/freaking-hell.html' title='Freaking hell'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-2798984644918651702</id><published>2009-12-01T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:28:20.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better now...</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I've recovered from yesterday's "PISSED OFF WITH MYSELF!". Feeling better today =). I created this new Frenz blog, all by myself. Me and Derek even created a logo by ourselves. Took fReAkInG long to do it. Well, at least its done. Click &lt;a href="http://patience-frenz-forever.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to see the blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um... if you have any comments about the blog you can tag me here or on that blog. Comments are highly accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, many may ask what's the point in creating this blog when there is one already. &lt;bold&gt;Derek said he had enough with Brenda and wanted to organise something without her&lt;/bold&gt;. Therefore, we had this done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it doesn't offend Brenda after I create that blog. She was always, well, a really good friend. Even though we had some arguments, it took me really long before she forgave me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what to write anymore. Anyway, Jacky and gang came over today and we fought like hell over the computer. Syamil and Derek got owned at Halo 3:ODST. Noobs... Me and Jacky went all the way to Set 3, Round 1, Wave 4. Totally pwned them man. They only reached Set 1, Round 2, Wave 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lols, see the 123 pattern. -,-|||.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, need to go and have dinner already. Though not that full. Just had &lt;bold&gt;&lt;italic&gt;MILO ICE BLENDED&lt;/italic&gt;&lt;/bold&gt;. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's all for today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-2798984644918651702?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/2798984644918651702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/12/better-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/2798984644918651702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/2798984644918651702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/12/better-now.html' title='Better now...'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-8850178852939610343</id><published>2009-11-30T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T18:39:29.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed...</title><content type='html'>Once again... screwed it up. Lolz. That doesn't sound nice to start a post but who cares. I am so like P-I-S-S-E-D O-F-F with myself. Made so many fatal errors I can't believe I didn't learn. Let's list it =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Never ever call people one day before the event (Derek obviously did not do so)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Wasted 200 over smses. Sighs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Never plan something with someone the class hates...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Hints hints* -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT, nothing offensive really...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Don't do anything EXTRA or EXTRAORDINARY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Cause the shock simply kills... Yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you guys want more but seriously, I'm too pissed to say anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now... Yep! I want to go and play maple again! MuAhAhAhAhAhAhA Syamil! I so epicly pwned you already =). 3 levels above you! I am so going to cheong again and make sure you cant overtake me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, I just realised Joey plays maple too. *Cheesy popcorn =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never really realised. Too busy with cg recently... In the end its all wasted. Well, I guess not everyone's sad that is what happened. Couple of whoops in the crowd when people heard no one turned up. Left me STANDING UNDER THE SUN for an hour. Lols. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Lucky I had my PSP with FIFA 10) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ROCKS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol... anyway, going to have dinner soon... Not hungry yet though. Snacked too much I guess =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chow people XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-8850178852939610343?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/8850178852939610343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/11/screwed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/8850178852939610343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/8850178852939610343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/11/screwed.html' title='Screwed...'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-1809520939856703269</id><published>2009-11-30T09:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T09:36:40.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A CG down the road</title><content type='html'>Pissed off? Disappointed? Lost of hope? Giving it up? I don't really know. CG is bound in just half an hour and I am supposed to leave the house soon. Just in case you guys don't know, CG is actually class gathering, which is organised after we graduate to bring back the class together once in a while. Well, sad to say our CGs never come really good except the first one, which was organised by Brenda. I guess girls do have a better influence over boys. Maybe I should consider contacting her about next CG.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though I shouldn't exactly keep my hopes too high. She doesn't exactly like Derek. That may be an understatement but I think you guys get the general idea. I just got back on with her anyway, as friends, though I could still feel a sense of total disappointment in her message. I don't know how to reply when she asked me not to change so much again, all I did was sent back a curt, "Ok". Frankly, I guess she's just blaming me for breaking up with YY. But what's the point of staying together? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been hurt by her countless times that I just totally gave up in this relationship. It reduced me to nothing more than a coward who could only love in silence. How different it was from the past me where I was once full of confidence regarding love? I don't really know it myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really wish to say anything more. I messaged "her" on whether she was coming to CG, but she didn't reply me. I was really hoping to see her as it has been months since I last saw her. *The "her" here isn't YY*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe I used to have the courage to go home with her after CCA but ever since my CCA has been extended to longer hours, I can't bear to let her wait so I just stop messaging her. Well, it became mutual and she stopped too. I guess that was where we just stop contacting each other until now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's enough for now. CG in 20 minutes. Got to leave the house now. But frankly, I don't expect more than five to turn up. Let's see and I will try to get back to you today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-1809520939856703269?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/1809520939856703269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/11/cg-down-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/1809520939856703269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/1809520939856703269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/11/cg-down-road.html' title='A CG down the road'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-6827895875413566548</id><published>2009-11-27T11:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T11:56:52.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut off from the past</title><content type='html'>I don't really know why. But if any of you noticed, I have changed my blog address and changed the layout and stuff. I don't really know why I did it, but somehow I was more used to no one knowing about my blog. So, back to the usual stuff.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week, I watched the movie 2012. It was seriously very touching and it nearly reduced me to tears, but I managed to hold on to it. It was really sad to see families after families dying and after the show I saw many tissue papers littered on the ground. I guess everyone in the cinema felt the same way as I did. I suddenly realised how everything we once knew and loved could be taken away in a flash. It sparked me off to want to tell the girl how much I actually like her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yesterday night, something stopped me. I was reading this book titled Ex-Files. It was a book for those who were dumped and I don't know what was it doing in my room. Well, I read the entire book in one night and I suddenly realised loving someone does not need me to go and tell. Silent love is also truly beautiful and what matters more is for her to be happy. I guess its all that matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, yesterday was the day the PSLE results were released and I can't help but say I am a little disappointed. Highest was a boy and a girl, aggregate of 265. I wasn't trying to show off, but I always felt that as long as you put in you best, you are bound to be rewarded. To add it on, the teachers in my primary school were wonderful teachers and they have taught me very well. I hope that next year the P6s will work harder!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess my holidays are ending soon. Not literally of course. I always set my holidays to end in November and in December, I would start my tuition and also start revising what would be taught next year. Unfortunately, I don't really know what was going to be taught next year. The thing about Hwa Chong is that they pick selective topics to teach. So yep, I am lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, don't really want to say any more. Just quarreled with my mum over some stupid stuff. I told her I had activities after Christmas long ago and now she comes accusing me I didn't do so. Forget it, it's always like that. Cyaz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-6827895875413566548?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/6827895875413566548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/11/cut-off-from-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/6827895875413566548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/6827895875413566548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/11/cut-off-from-past.html' title='Cut off from the past'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-8995695205595722427</id><published>2009-11-01T16:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T11:23:00.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woots...</title><content type='html'>Woots... Its been really long since I made a blog posting. Well, first and foremost a sincere apology I guess since I have been really busy playing. Well, that's really natural right? After slogging like hell for the past month its definitely time to relax and have fun. To add it on, the holidays are here and I can really play till I drop.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I got my results back and I can indefinitely say that I am extremely pleased. Here are the results...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Language Arts:                            |A1|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lower Secondary Science:         |A1|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Integrated Humanities:             |A1|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Integrated Mathematics:           |A1|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Higher Chinese:                           |A1|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Infocomm Studies:                      |A1|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall MSG for EOYs -------&gt; 1.00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, there you are. My results for my EOYs! They are really great right? Straight A1s. Proud I am of my results and I hope to achieve such results again in the following year. It is definitely not easy I must say but I will strive hard for it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, now I really cant find anything much to blog about since all in my mind is games, games and more games! Ok guys, remember to play mousehunt. That is all. BYE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-8995695205595722427?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/8995695205595722427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/11/woots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/8995695205595722427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/8995695205595722427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/11/woots.html' title='Woots...'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-2050288509586483521</id><published>2009-10-19T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T11:01:56.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End... A new breeze envelopes me</title><content type='html'>Ah... Its finally over. The exams are long left behind and what welcomes me is a wonderful breeze and utter spam of Ghost Trap and Mouse Hunt. I cant say how wonderful the feeling is when my last exam, Chinese Paper 2, ended. My class was practically going mad, throwing chairs, kicking tables, blasting the soccer ball into the wall and many other rude and vulgar acts which I prefer to keep as confidential. Well, not all of them were celebrating as there were the minority who still had to sit for the Geography exam.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, right after the exam ended the crowd of us when to play soccer at the street soccer court near the IT building. We had loads of fun blasting the balls just to release all the stress and tension we held during the course of the exam. Well, we had so much fun that we did not see Dr Hon (Our Principal 0.0) walking towards us. Well, thankfully, he was just here to ask how we did in our exam and told us to have fun. Wow, what a nice principal huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so there was a super slack period after the exams. There was a paper check and yep, I got to know my Science marks. Together with the exempted subjects, these are the current grades&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Science --- 80/100                     A1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math --- Exempted                    A1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;History --- Exempted                A1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geography --- Exempted          A1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, my Chinese, Language Arts and IS marks are not there yet. Well, thats because I have not received the papers back yet. Pretty obviously right... -,-|||... Ok, so I seriously hope I can get an MSG of below 1.5 and yes, that shall be an achievement for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I am slacking off like a retard, enjoying my time and hoping for a more interesting day with my bunch of friends, be it Hwa Chongnians or Edgefielders, they will still be quite a fun company. Well, speaking of today, a couple of my friends are going to knock on my door and enter my house where we will be having a lot of fun and enjoyment which I hope to experience everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I will end with some random stuff. I chatted with her yesterday for a short while and wow, it really gave me such a warm feeling I could not sleep. There are very little opportunities for us to meet and I think I would really have to treasure moments like these. Who knows, maybe I will get to meet her soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok Ok, its time to stop. Time to go and PLAY! Bye guys! Will post again when I have the time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-2050288509586483521?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/2050288509586483521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/10/end-new-breeze-envelopes-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/2050288509586483521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/2050288509586483521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/10/end-new-breeze-envelopes-me.html' title='The End... A new breeze envelopes me'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-5699598712743697036</id><published>2009-10-06T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T20:26:16.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sore and Tired</title><content type='html'>2 days left... I can't believe the exams are like hell of a near. Fear is starting to creep up to me. Freaks me out you know. Thankfully I only have to take Science, English and Chinese or I would certainly die. I finished revising all of my Science concepts, even though I am not really sure I know all of them. I also finished 3 out of 4 of the Science Exam Preparation Papers and I must say they are a little difficult.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I am doing the 4th one now but I am starting to get bored. My irritating throat is not helping too. It seriously hurts and makes me unable to concentrate on my Science paper. Well, I hope I don't fall sick since I want to successfully finish my exams before I cripple under the illness. Lols. Well, I think I better sleep earlier tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I already viewed through my exam schedule. So I shall write it below ---&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8/10/09 =&gt; English Composition + Letter Writing AND Comprehension + Summary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9/10/09 =&gt; Chinese Paper 1 AND Science Paper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13/10/09 =&gt; Math AND History (Thank God I am exempted from both... So NO SCHOOL!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14/10/09 =&gt; Chinese Paper 2 AND Geography (Sad I only exempted from Geography)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you have seen this retarded exam schedule. On thursday I have to really break my arm and write like hell. Unbelievably true man. Well, I guess it was better than PSLE. Not much, but there is still that significant difference. Changes the way I look at it. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I have slacked off enough already. Time to MUG, MUG and MUG. Wish me good luck and I wish you vice-versa too! JIA YOU EVERYONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-5699598712743697036?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/5699598712743697036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/10/sore-and-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/5699598712743697036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/5699598712743697036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/10/sore-and-tired.html' title='Sore and Tired'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-4689828480538346295</id><published>2009-10-05T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T19:14:24.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It looms ahead</title><content type='html'>3 days left, it is certainly a significant countdown for me. My exams are so close already and here I am blogging. LOLS... Anyway, I am very proud to announce that I have finished mugging for my Science. I did Physics yesterday and then Biology and Chemistry today. I thought I would day 2 days to cover them but I guess I surpassed myself.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I have decided to do Science exam papers tomorrow, so I have enough time to go through the answers and understand them. Then I will read up some O' Level Essays the day after tomorrow in preparation for my LA exam on Thursday. Can you believe it, Composition, Situational, Comprehension and Summary all in one day. My hand is seriously going to hurt after that day. What makes it worst is that I have a Science and Chinese exam the next day. Sighs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, so I think thats enough about the exams. So lets talk about today's assembly. It was talking about Oral Communications becoming an academic subject with current affairs taking up 60% of the marks. I think that means trouble for me. I guess I better start reading newspapers from today onwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going back, my monitor went up to express his views about this Oral Communications subject and made a fool of himself, forcing our FT to try and hide her face. He was blasting retarded questions at the panelist which I don't believe is beneficial. Well, in simple terms he was hogging the mike. Well, naturally, he got a "thrashing" from my FT. Sometimes I wish he would not be so hyped up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, there is always something bad that happens a day. And today, it was comparably worse. I just wonderfully made things worst with my friend and she obviously would not be speaking to me again. The irony is that it started with my blog being found out by someone. Whoever the idiot that went to link my blog I seriously do not know. So well, it got terribly screwed and I all and all regret speaking too much here since it was it that resulted in this ended friendship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, thats all for today. CHOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-4689828480538346295?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/4689828480538346295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-looms-ahead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/4689828480538346295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/4689828480538346295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-looms-ahead.html' title='It looms ahead'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-1527489766792159703</id><published>2009-09-30T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T18:29:00.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little breather</title><content type='html'>Woosh... The 3rd language exams are finally over. It has been an exhausting week and I am thoroughly tired and worn out. Today, I get to take a break and manage to Facebook and of course, blog. So, how was the week like exactly?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday (23/9/09) --- Chinese Comprehension Test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday (24/9/09) --- Japanese Oral Exam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday (25/9/09) --- Science Term 4 Exam and Prose Analysis test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday (29/9/09) --- Japanese written Exam plus Composition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday (30/9/09) --- Chinese Paper 2 Test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you see, it isn't that free after all. To add on to all these terrible things, I have a Chinese Drama performance on Friday. *Sobs* Anyway, my EOYs (End Of Year Exams) start next week. Well, fortunately I don't have to take Integrated Math, History and Geography. So I only have 3 subjects to mug for. Yeah!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um... I don't actually have much things left to say. Well, MUGGING begins now!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-1527489766792159703?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/1527489766792159703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-breather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/1527489766792159703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/1527489766792159703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-breather.html' title='A little breather'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8148828768544606594.post-4318377515430321105</id><published>2009-09-26T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T18:28:28.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning of an end</title><content type='html'>Well, this is a new blog that will truly include my personal feelings, unlike the previous one which was supposed to be my LA blog and was actually just postings that would seemingly please our LA teacher&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting back, I shall start my first post...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, today was a whole lot of bore since I had to return to school for a MUGGING session. Can't really believe the title actually, but that was what Zhu Cheng called it. I guess it isn't much of a surprise since he and Darrel are both typical muggers. *Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, it was from 1.15 to 3. But lets be honest, who would mug for so long. So I arrived right on time to see only 5 people there. What a turn up out of 27. Can't really blame the class anyway, they have something on... Well, as I have said, not all the time was used for mugging. Let me give you our detailed schedule---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.15 to 2.00 = Watching Mr Brown shows and Facebooking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.00 to 2.20 = Talking shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.20 to 2.40 = Mugging (Ah... Finally...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.40 to 2.50 = Slack time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.40 to 3.00 = A little more work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok guys, so you see how a mugging session comes about. Haha! Right... enough about the boring stuff. So I got home to Facebook and have some time of rest. I went to the 6 Patience blog and read through the tag board.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what did I see, a long string of comments which were neither constructive or complementation. I think it was more of repetitive blaming. Don't really understand why the hell one of the OT was scolding the CG he was part of. "Source the Ironic situation" as said by my LA teacher. Guess he was sucking up or something. Still, I refuse to mention his name since I think he would know it himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, decided to link to someone who supposedly hates me now. Read her blog post about how I was such a jerk. Guess I shouldn't have used such ridiculous language to insult her. Well, even though I am quite sure she wouldn't be reading this, still got to apologize. In simple terms, "I am sorry". Well, I'm quite sure she wouldn't forgive me but still want to say I will leave her someplace within me forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So finally, my relationship problems... Didn't really expect I would get one. Well, so there's the truth, I like a girl. She's not exactly the type which my friends would fancy, but who cares? I think only one person on Earth knows who is it, which is my best friend. Who? I don't want to say. Give it a good guess people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so I'm feeling tired now. Need to mug my English composition and my Japanese Exam. Wish me good luck guys =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8148828768544606594-4318377515430321105?l=lonzely-ones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/feeds/4318377515430321105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/09/beginning-of-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/4318377515430321105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8148828768544606594/posts/default/4318377515430321105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonzely-ones.blogspot.com/2009/09/beginning-of-end.html' title='The beginning of an end'/><author><name>Aloy Oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13885276448235473304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2rRfD3k7QME/SZk4faGshMI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q51nU0dpND8/S220/Rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
