<?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-7661713</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:01:37.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The world needs literature</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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>239</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661713.post-8209230474087024086</id><published>2008-07-19T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T10:16:26.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have no idea why this is so difficult. i shouldn't even have to make a choice. i should just know and be. but now im so confused. life changing decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you.i hate you.you know exactly what you're doing and everyone falls for it.i hate you.but it's not your fault.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-8209230474087024086?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8209230474087024086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=8209230474087024086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/8209230474087024086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/8209230474087024086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#8209230474087024086' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-6690680871495688098</id><published>2008-05-26T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T05:39:41.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello YOU! I can't believe you're still visiting my blog after I haven't updated for 12345678987654321 years :D Either you're very bored or I'm very popular :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got an LJ! Why? I don't know either :( I don't feel like abandoning my blogspot. Or maybe I will. I don't know. But change is good :) Check it out if you want. &lt;a href="http://prongsiedongs.livejournal.com/"&gt;prongsiedongs.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying off to the US tomorrow morn. Back on the 8th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-6690680871495688098?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6690680871495688098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=6690680871495688098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/6690680871495688098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/6690680871495688098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#6690680871495688098' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-1975316263074622404</id><published>2008-05-18T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T07:26:35.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will start studying for block test tomorrow :) Yup. I'll start with differentiation for math, japanese occupation for history, poetry analysis for lit and err... screw econs. I don't really know what I've been studying for econs :/ my notes are just a jumbled mess of whatever Barnard decided to ramble on about that day. But whatever :) I'm starting tomorrow! :D That always sounds productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to US from 27th may to 8th june. I was really looking forward to it when I signed up but when I realised how much I'll be missing (OAC bike hike, precious mugging time, random cat-sitting job) I kind of regretted it... It &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; a bit long... but the itinerary looks pretty cool. So we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of American Idol. The season marathon has been playing on Star World for 2 whole days and my mother seems to find it a most satisfying form of entertainment. I used to support David Archuleta but I'm now incurably sick of his saccharine squint-eyed grin. Get that kid back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised how much I love HP. I guess I always run the risk of sounding elitist when I say that but as far as I know, people always read too much into it. I'm surrounded by some seriously talented people and sometimes it feels like a privilege just to be in their presence. And we get a ridiculous amount of freedom. It just feels like the best way to be preparing for As. Yup. So I've somehow come to the conclusion that I should be studying very hard :) I dunno... it's just that... it doesn't feel right if we let the tutors and our history of exellence down. The tradition of decadence is easy but it's the combination of the 2 that makes us HCHP :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-1975316263074622404?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1975316263074622404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=1975316263074622404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1975316263074622404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1975316263074622404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#1975316263074622404' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-1781323076220763661</id><published>2008-05-17T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T02:27:48.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shake! ticket: $7&lt;br /&gt;How the Other Half Loves ticket: $8&lt;br /&gt;Watching How the Other Half Loves 2 nights in a row: Priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SCREW DANCE. I'M WATCHING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DRAMA AGAIN TONIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-1781323076220763661?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1781323076220763661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=1781323076220763661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1781323076220763661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1781323076220763661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#1781323076220763661' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-1260056137760178238</id><published>2008-05-05T23:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T09:00:35.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo.I don't really feel the need to bog anymore but anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm. Life's been boring. Mr Miles came back today and gave us 18 pages of reading to be digested by tomorrow, there may or may not be an econs test on I-don't-know-what-topic tomorrow and I've been struggling through math. I'm trying. Like really trying. Looked through the tomorrow's lesson and the future looks bleak. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm. CCA. I'm land chief. Yay. Woopdedo. No sarcasm. Quite happy. Really. I was inspired by shuliang to run for this post and I got it so yipeekikay. Atlantis aka mad race around Singapore. It was fun in the beginning, got depressing towards the end but was quite an experience really. I've never barged in and out of MRT stations at the rate of 3/hour. Ok I'm exaggerating. But the moolah in my EZlink dropped from $15+ to &amp; 12+. I think we looked like a bunch of delinquents being chased by the police. People were actually staring at us as we ran through the atrium of vivo about 6 times. But it was cool. Got to go to some places I've always wanted to check out but never had the chance/excuse to like sembawang hot springs where we got a free soft boiled egg :) Yummy. I shall have one for breakfast tomorrow. Talking about breakfast, today I had the ubiquitous YLTC breakfast of white bread with uneven lumps of nutella :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC's quite f-ed up considering I'm struggling through lit which has never happened once in my entire life and math quite literally &lt;i&gt;stuns&lt;/i&gt; me. And I've got 3 concerts to attend in 2 weeks. Sounds like a good thing. I guess it is but the timing is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only after leaving nanyang do I realise it really was a great place. Yeah yeah laugh. But it was very nurturing and tolerant. For me at least. And I think they've done a great job with the IP syllabus. The only bad thing about it is it doesn't prepare you for the shock of JC. After 4 years of alot of open-endedness and freedom to explore and bring your interests into your learning, A levels feels like a brutal fill-in-the-right-answer boot camp. I suppose I'm spoilt after all that mollycoddling of do-what-you-like. But i feel that's what education should be about. Or am I just being bitter that I can't cope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And despite all the jokes about nanyang's communist and traditional shit, I think most of the student and teacher population is way more liberal and accepting than the general public. And we were founded as a revolutionary girls' school anyway. What'cha talking 'bout traditional? In JC... Maybe, it's the guys who are more unaccepting. I feel there's this underlying hostility towards GLBTs. And some people openly and readily admit to hating them. Geez. Step into the 21st century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And "Multiracial we study together"? "Many races we shall gather"? What kind of bullshit is that? It's laughable in more ways than one. If I had anything but yellow skin I would have died from neglect a long time ago. There is absolutely no effort made to integrate the other races into the school. All but one of the college songs are in chinese and no one, not the councillors nor teachers nor (and I must admit it) students care that during MAF, orientation or other school events, there are random malay/indian students in our midst who are being excluded while we sing about lighting up our hearts in yellow cities. Hah. There you go. Yellow. Our goddamn batch song is in bloody chinese for heaven's sake (yeah there's an english part but big deal. the first half, bridges and chorus are in chinese. no one wants to learn less than half a song.) "Multiracial"? Let's see... 4 relevant council events of the year... Orientation 1 and 2 (teach j1s to sing chinese songs!) Chinese(!) New Year, Mid-Autumn Festival (now &lt;i&gt;everybody&lt;/i&gt; knows the songs and can all sing together!). Oh what opportunities to learn about our fellow races in these hallowed halls of multiracialism. Plus all the random morning announcements made in chinese. Yeah it may be about the chinese magazine or theatre and may not concern the non-chinese but as a "multiracial" school surely the non-chinese have a right to know what's going on. Puh-lease. If you're a chinese school you're a chinese school. Stop selling your soul just to get on the international stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. That has got to be my randomest rant ever. Please don't get me wrong. I love Hwa Chong to bits. Seriously. I probably love it more than the average student or (dare I say it?) teacher. I'm always proud to tell people where I'm from. All the college songs I could possibly have in my ipod are in there and I listen to them on a regular basis, know most of the lyrics too. I sing the school songs (esp the chinese one) every week. Most importantly, I hate green with a vengeance. But I hate it because it's so easy for me to feel so at home, so loyal while a fellow Hwa Chong student who has a right to this sense of solidarity is being disregarded and ignored despite all these verbal claims to the contrary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. It's 11.48. I just wasted 1.5 hours on the comp. I must stop blogging and reading random wikipedia and uncyclopedia articles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the rat race.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-1260056137760178238?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1260056137760178238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=1260056137760178238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1260056137760178238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1260056137760178238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#1260056137760178238' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-6438565832826776422</id><published>2008-04-20T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T10:20:08.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling...depressed. But it's good. I haven't felt depressed in a long, long time and I'm actually relishing it. Pain really is beautiful. Not in the cutting myself sense but this deep ...trench. It sucks you in and the swell of swell of emotions is so addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It means I'm feeling something. I think I've been shutting out my emotions for too long. Everytime an irrational, overriding feeling came up, I would push it away though I guess they never really disappeared. I remember how I used to be touched by movies, music, literature. But it all suddenly went away one day when I decided it was better to put up a wall of solitude and strength to face the world. Suddenly all the romantic dreams and hopes were gone. I killed them. I crushed my own dreams. I stopped myself from dreaming. Why? I'm not sure. Maybe I was afraid. I thought emotions were weak, to be exploited. The need to be rational...to be realistic and pragmatic. It just gets rubbed in your face every moment of every day and I suppose I succumbed. And because if you don't dream, you can't get hurt. But then you slowly stop feeling as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're depressed, it's because you have dreams of a better someplace, sometime and you can't be there. So it's good. I'm dreaming again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew. Emotional mumbojumbo. That long second prapgraph was actually typed out as stream of consciousness. I think it turned out pretty good for supposedly uncontrolled thought :D I'm feeling really happy now. I'm feeling so alive, like I haven't felt in a long time. Sick. That's what I've been. I've been sick of the world but I never knew it because I was trying too hard to keep my emotions in check. I think that's also why I haven't been writing. I've been strangling my creative genius :o What happened to runaways and homeless artistes and the cold street in winter and the lone traveller walking in the moonlight? The stuff dreams are made of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I TELL YOU I FUCKING LOVE MYSELF NOW. I AM FUCKING ALIVE AND YOUNG. FUCK YOU I WIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good die young I tell you. The good die young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. The song I heard that caused this emotional reawakening and outburst was a cover version of Leonard Cohen's Hallelujah. The lyrics are so poignant and loaded that the facade that stood for years and years just crumbled in its prescence. Erm. I'll put them here though I doubt they'll be read because I know I don't read lyrics that people put in their posts. I find them bloody irritating especially when they're under LJ cuts. But though they're a pile of jumbled crap to me, they must have meant alot to the author. Lyrics always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've heard there was a secret chord&lt;br /&gt;That David played, and it pleased the Lord&lt;br /&gt;But you don't really care for music, do you?&lt;br /&gt;It goes like this&lt;br /&gt;The fourth, the fifth&lt;br /&gt;The minor fall, the major lift&lt;br /&gt;The baffled king composing Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your faith was strong but you needed proof&lt;br /&gt;You saw her bathing on the roof&lt;br /&gt;Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She tied you&lt;br /&gt;To a kitchen chair&lt;br /&gt;She broke your throne, and she cut your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my best, it wasn't much&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch&lt;br /&gt;I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And even though&lt;br /&gt;It all went wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'll stand before the Lord of Song&lt;br /&gt;With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hallelujah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-6438565832826776422?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6438565832826776422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=6438565832826776422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/6438565832826776422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/6438565832826776422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#6438565832826776422' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-3707461208270412297</id><published>2008-04-16T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T20:48:20.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am officially on sick leave for the first time this year! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat and fever :( I think it's a result of YLnight cos i lost my voice after all the yelling and my throat's been feeling uncomfortable since.Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OAC interview yesterday. Oh my god I couldn't have been more retarded if I tried. I was fidgeting so badly which is barely acceptable if you're sitting behind a table but not when you're &lt;i&gt;in the middle of the room with everyone looking at you&lt;/i&gt;. I've realised that I'm very, very bad in interviews. The last 2 times I had scholarship interviews I didn't get either.This is baad... Ok it's too painful to think about it. Next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YLnight pictures! I think I'll upload them later cos I'm supposed to be doing work now. I took only 50+ pics I think? Which is extremely little. Oh well. I'm counting on the seniors for scandalous pics of exes :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-3707461208270412297?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3707461208270412297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=3707461208270412297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/3707461208270412297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/3707461208270412297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#3707461208270412297' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-6238172816362546898</id><published>2008-04-11T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T07:52:10.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have decided to document my jc life pictorially :) it's just too short and im so afraid that i'll forget the little things that i shouldnt.so for a start, i shall post some of the pictures i've taken recently but they'll mostly go into a scrapbook for when i'm old and alzheimic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010075.jpg" height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The darkened classroom I face every morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Teachers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010014.jpg" height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Barnard looking his most intimidating for the picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010017.jpg" height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Perry looking lecherous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010027.jpg" height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Miles~~ :D So cute right :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010041.jpg" height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimate Math Tutor Mr Wang Teng Yao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010042.jpg" height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimate Math Tutor Mr Wang Teng Yao hard at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/IMG_1997.jpg" height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perry Lit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/IMG_1998.jpg" height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearing Out of LT5 after Perry Lit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010026.jpg" height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History in the Smelly Room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010024.jpg" height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010025.jpg" height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating in the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010079.jpg" height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010080.jpg" height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mugging in the library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving out invites for YL Night:&lt;br /&gt;I only managed to take pictures of the aftermath of this cos I forgot all about my camera and rushed back to class to get it only when all the invites had been given out. By then most of the diligent seniors had rushed off to class, determined not to be even a minute late and the brief excitement and frenzy was over. Still, it was incredibly fun. Through deductive logic, all the seniors you see in these photos are slackers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010009.jpg"height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010011.jpg"height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010012.jpg"height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010010.jpg"height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't look Marilyn share an amazing resemblance with the parrot??? She was upset for not getting a picture of DBSK :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waterpolo match:&lt;br /&gt;Though we didn't win this one,i'm still very proud of our team :) They acted so much more gentlemanly and sportsmanlike than whatever school it was that won :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010034.jpg"height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team Hwa Chong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010035.jpg"height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enthusiastically cheering councillors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010033.jpg"height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hwa Chong Crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010036.jpg"height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swim Hwa Chong, Swim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. That's about it for now. Man it takes long to upload photos. I've realised that I ever since I've started documenting my life, people have been less willing to look at me.&lt;br /&gt;Evidence 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010019.jpg"height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010028.jpg"height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/P1010022.jpg"height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be less popular than I imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. YL night this Sunday! YAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math test on mon...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;DOOM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-6238172816362546898?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6238172816362546898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=6238172816362546898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/6238172816362546898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/6238172816362546898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#6238172816362546898' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-3089021991471884891</id><published>2008-04-02T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T09:16:29.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After my remarkable feat of not studying past 10.30pm for 4 years in nanyang, i've finally succumbed to the horrors of a jc education and changed my sleeping pattern drastically! I shall be getting 5.5 hours of sleep every night instead of my usual 7 :( How to survive like that?~! It's not that I don't want to stay up late to study. It's just that if I don't get enough sleep I'll stone through every single lesson the next day D: But the workload in jc is seriously imba.There's no way I can accomplish anything by 10.30pm. So bye bye beauty sleep. See you on saturday :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time in my life, I have to study for lit. Who the hell studies for lit?! Lit's supposed to be a joke. You go into the lessons to have fun and write some choice coherent nonsense during the exams to get an obligatory mark in your report book. No one &lt;i&gt;studies&lt;/i&gt; for lit!!! And now here I am, reading reference books for John Donne poetry :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I've found that studing for econs really helps :P I now understand Barnard economics! :D Hah. He can't fool me with his fanciful prancing about and repetition of the same concept in 3 different manners. I &lt;i&gt;studied&lt;/i&gt;. I must try that with history some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Talking about history. I pranked Miles today :D I got some really sleazy looking ads for escort services and put it in his file, hoping he'll take them out during lesson time but it turns out I put it in the wrong file and he brought that to the IT seminar the teachers had today. So when he pulled out his papers, the ads conveniently fluttered out in front of everyone. He came and complained to us during history but he doesn't know who did it :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok it's past midnight. I'm gonna sleep -_-ZZZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-3089021991471884891?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3089021991471884891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=3089021991471884891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/3089021991471884891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/3089021991471884891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#3089021991471884891' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-5223374747647538157</id><published>2008-03-30T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T05:54:16.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've wasted the whole weekend not doing any work and math test is 2 weeks away!!! D: The horror. I've never known a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;phenomenon more frightening than the reciprocal of a function. In graph form. EEEKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm predicting an econs test this week, 2 lit tests for this and next week, and a history test the week after math test. Holy cow and I've got Project work PI :O Oh no! :( Shitshitshit. Cannot procrastinate anymore. Byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-5223374747647538157?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5223374747647538157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=5223374747647538157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/5223374747647538157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/5223374747647538157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#5223374747647538157' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-751654854858522658</id><published>2008-03-27T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T07:19:48.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;AHHH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How do I love OAC? Let me count the ways: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;∞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the first time anybody threw a surpirse birthday celebration for me...*sob*sob* Ahhh...what to say... Actually I had some suspicion that something was going on behind my back because Jia Jun was acting all secretive in a very obvious manner... and then suddenly everybody had to go to the toilet... Then of course there was Raphael's slip up :D But I'm so happy. Oh my god. My heart is bursting with love. Really. &lt;&lt;33&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm. Must say thank you. Yup. Comanches. You guys are so sweeeeet :-^ You have no idea how much this means to me. What forces of fate could bring all of you into my life to give me so much joy? I want to say "Thank you" but somehow those 2 words don't seem big enough to contain all the love I feel for you guys. I shall invent a word. COSPLATCWIDOQAMICUS. &lt;strong&gt;I COSPLATCWIDOQAMICUS COMANCHES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seniors and Nava: Thank you for being there and celebrating my birthday with me. My first surpirse birthday was celebrated by OAC and will be forever etched in my mind because all of you were a part of it :D And Raphael will always be fondly remembered :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I COSPLATCWIDOQAMICUS ALL OF YOU TOO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WILL CLIMB UP KNIFE MOUNTAINS AND SWIM THROUGH FIRE SEAS TO BE WITH ALL OF YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;^^^&lt;/strong&gt;This is not a joke. I've never felt this way before. Is it possible to fall in love with a group of people?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So after eating and the surprise party and random attempts to fish reflections about YLTC from us, we just sat there and talked and laughed. It seems that when OAC is together there's always something funny being said or happening and everyone's laughing at everyone. It's so joyous and innocent. Suddenly there's no more stress from impossible math tutorials or upcoming econs tests. It's the now, the people that matter. When we're together we're strong :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh I got a nice little pooh bear :) I never slept with stuffed toys even when I was a kid but I'm never letting this one go. What shall I call it? I don't wanna call him Pooh. So boring. His dignity requires that he have a name that does not sound like some kind of excrement. Help me name him ok? ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is one of my favourite quotes: "If I have seen further it is by standing on the shoulders of giants" - Newton. I don't know about seeing furthur. But if I've grown, if I've become stronger, if I've learnt to &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;, it's because I've found in OAC my heroes, my pillars of strength, my GIANTS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-751654854858522658?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/751654854858522658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=751654854858522658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/751654854858522658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/751654854858522658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#751654854858522658' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-4824989030398940613</id><published>2008-03-26T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T07:46:57.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i like not reminding people about my birthday cos it's interesting to see who remembers :) aiyo.so cynical.but you know when you tell people it's your birthday you get the mandatory "happy birthday" greeting that you can only reply with thanks so many times before the whole rigmarole gets pointless and boring.i like knowing that someone is wishing me happy birthday because they remembered and truly mean it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall type out my birthday thank yous now (5pm) so i can log on and post it at midnight without having to sit bleary eyed in front of the comp, trying to remember what happened to me in the last 24 hours :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comanches: They kept me up till midnight on msn just to say happy birthday to me!!! :D So sweet right? :) And to think I wanted to log off at 11.55pm. HAHA. Then they just kept saying WAIT WAIT and repeating that YL post mortem was on Tuesday. I love you guys so much. Thanks for sticking with me through precamps and YLTC. I'm so happy and blessed that it was all of you who were the first to wish me happy birthday. I feel obliged to type out all your names. THANK YOU HOJJ KANZY YIER PEIYIT CHENGKIAT AND WEIRD PINK FONT :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sicheng: Thank you for going out of your way to give me a present and hand made card. I probably don't show as much appreciation towards you as I should but you still unfailingly remember everything I need and like. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huiying: As if she's going to read this...but anyway, it's always heart warming to receive a greeting from an old friend. What's that chinese saying... old wines are better, old gingers are spicier :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vera: Trust Vera to remind me of intoxicating substances on my birthday :P Thanks for remembering. You can be my first drinking buddy this time next year :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and Daddy and Sis: Well, dad and sis forgot at first but anyway... Yay.I love all of you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yingx: Long distance phone calls are always special but long distance phone calls on your birthday are special-er! :D See you in june!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eileen: Another old friend and fellow star wars fan :) Thank you for giving me fantastic presents year after year. I owe you BIG time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Machi: Heyo machi! How are you doing in Bishan? Technically we should be mortal enemies. We should meet up soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jac: You wacky jacky. I still can't believe we're friends :P You'll always be my crazy lit buddy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are starting to sound like dedications more than thanks...but hey it's not too bad a number is it? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.47pm.it's late enough.this has been on heck of an uneventful birthday but it was good.good food, no school and not too much work done.yup.it's been a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-4824989030398940613?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4824989030398940613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=4824989030398940613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scandals and being a catalyst in comanches' own scandal :) but i still don't understand what abstract rectangle and triangle!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instructor weilin: Hello! :D thanks for making yltc such a memorable experience for us! look forward to yl night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steffi: hello! er...you know prongs from harry potter? yeah i know the s doesn't really fit but it's a cool nickname anyway :D hey i wanna have meet ex session with your dad! i cant believe he was from comanches! so cool! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiamin: hello old friend :) don't worry about random passerby.she/he/it is now lost in the tangled web of cyberspace :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calean: hello! i found your blog too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhenrui: hello! jiayou for yl night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yingx: i feel happy for you too! for your...you know :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, one whole paragraph dedicated to jiajun because he was so unbelievably sweet and handmade personalised bookmarks for everyone in comanches.THANK YOU JIA JUN :D behind that goofy smile and vacant stare is the lovable, sentimental jia jun that has finally shown itself to the world :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-1302195906538188912?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1302195906538188912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=1302195906538188912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1302195906538188912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1302195906538188912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#1302195906538188912' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-8158559233281204849</id><published>2008-03-20T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T04:28:53.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the last time i had the same thought running through my mind for more than 100 hours at one shot was...never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH.I CAN'T GET OAC OUT OF MY HEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep thinking about camp and what we can do for yl night and all the batchmates and seniors...today during fac cip at east coast i was looking at the sea and thinking of how we kayaked during yltc...and it seems that there are very few oac peeps in apollo so i was emoing about oac all by myself :( haiz.actually my feelings towards oac now is like a sine curve.just when i reach my highest point thinking about yl night and invites that fear that i won't make it through the interviews brings me right down to the dumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.let's not go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems that everyone is putting up the yl group picture on their blog.so i shall too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/34oac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/34oac.jpg" border="0" alt="WHOA 34th OAC" height="400" width="500"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's more,i shall go one step furthur and post the senior's group picture as well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/33oac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/33oac.jpg" border="0" alt="WE! 33rd OAC" height="400" width="500"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet they took this picture before land ex.we look so grimy and tired compared to them.and instructor yufeng looked so cute :) who would've guessed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-8158559233281204849?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8158559233281204849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=8158559233281204849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/8158559233281204849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/8158559233281204849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#8158559233281204849' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-5330211984038446170</id><published>2008-03-19T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T03:35:51.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah...it's been awhile since yltc ended.didn't want to blog about it at first because i didnt know what i wanted to say and how i wanted to say it.but after discovering jiajun's herculean effort of typing out his yl post in 2.75 hours,i decided to give it a shot and hopefully i won't take as long :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm...overview first.i used to be someone who scorned groupwork of any sort.i've always been on the periphery of any class/cca/whatever group activity and to me it was natural.in fact,i've always had little patience for groups because i felt that in groups,everything moved too slowly and you lose your sense of identity.i just discovered earlier this year (and i swear this is true) that it's not considered natural to eat by yourself every lunch or recess.honest.i never had any idea that people went to eat in groups.i mean,i was aware of people sitting together,i just didn't know it was &lt;i&gt;planned&lt;/i&gt;.and last year after english eoys,my teacher and classmates all came to ask me if i did the essay question "In praise of solitude." yup.so i've always been a loner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in yltc, i learnt the true meaning of the old cliche "one for all and all for one".i get quite pissed off now when i see that phrase being used frivolously because it's not giving credit and honour to the very real sacrifice that lies behind that catchy one-liner.one for all and all for one.it's more than sharing underwear and socks,it's more than halo dragon pumping and dong nan xi bei,it's more than dorm check and roll call.it's the spirit that no one gets left behind.the simple gesture of removing your hat when one batch mate has lost theirs is more powerful than a perfect roll call.without one, we are none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not one who believes in crying and always stop myself when tears are on the verge of spilling over.but during the final PT,i cried,and i didnt hold it back because the revelation of having been so selfish and blinkered by my own sense of morality all these years hit me smack in the face and i truly felt ashamed.alone,i would never have made it out of yltc alive.without the mass singing and cheering,my spirit would have faltered.without support from my batchmates during PT,my body would have given way.all that i had done for the past 5 days was only possible because i had had help,i had had support,i had done it together with everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.that's my big revelation for yltc.i've always believed that i could sail through life doing things by myself in my own solitary,carefree way.i've always thought that i could push myself on with my own inner strength.but now,i'm not afraid to admit that i am weak.i am but one.the miracle of completing a task is not in its completion,but in the fact that we all did it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of the above would have been terribly cliche and boring to me just 2 months ago but i know better now :) with all the friends i've made and bonds i've forged,the world,literally,seems like a brighter place with the smiles of everyone who has gone through yltc together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time check: 1 hr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok no more emo-philo stuff :D on to my most memorable moments during yltc.er...falling sick on the first day.that was really damn lame.i felt so stupid.really.i think it was the excitement,trepidation and lousy sleep the night before.luckily i made it back the next day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first aid mob! my first thought was 'what the hell...??!!' to see instructor yufeng and yiling running out crazily without scolding us was quite shocking in itself.not to mention instructor weilin's open fracture that refused to stay on and instructor su fen's parang weilding antics.we probably didn't take it as seriously as we should have but the situation was so funny! luckily we didnt get scolded too badly afterwards :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sea-ex!i finally experienced the joys of single kayaks.there's alot more maneuverability and it's much lighter than a double kayak.but as instructor su fen said,it's also very boring :( the first day was sea-ex was still ok,but on the second day it had gotten to be just mindless paddling with no one to talk to :( but kayaking is still very fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recreation periods! what a misnomer...my conclusion is that it's called recreation because it's fun only for the seniors.and maybe to appease concerned parents...but these are the truly memorable moments of the whole camp.we sweated together,cried together and suffered unimaginable muscular torture together.but we did it :) WHOA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sentry duty! comanches '07 is seriously pro.we have &lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt; PTIs as exes!!! wang4 chen2 mo4 ji2.we were supposed to try and squeeze their group scandal out of them but didn't manage to get too many details...but we got chocolates and strepsils and instructor zhen chao helped a little :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;land ex! yay trekking is fun :) the guys were really gentlemanly and carried all the bags :) erm,we weren't very high during land ex but singing the songs was fun and lunch and ice pops were delicious :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;land ex dinner! the dinner was more memorable than land ex itself :P shared a pavilion with navajos and spent the whole evening passing around mess tins full of msg laden food,niao-ing renice,watching peiyit flick lighted matches in random directions,and laughing at jiajun being unable to light 30+ matches.in the middle of the rain and wind,somewhere in some forgotten corner of ubin,i felt warm and fuzzy inside :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;campfire! thanks to some random turn of events, our campfire item had homoerotic undertones.er.heh.yeah.watching the 32nd batch berate our seniors,i finally understood that everything we went through had been repeated 34 times before and we were all just a small part of one long,proud tradition that we have the responsibility of continuing and improving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mroc! what can i say...if this wasn't memorable,nothing will be.before,i would have thought 'the guys can't do dragon pumping.big deal.it's got nothing to do with me.' but now i feel the disappointment of &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; batch.but we all put in effort together and there can't be any more appropriate way to end yltc than with the mingling of sweat and tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time check:1hr 45 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post yltc blues! after reaching home i felt so empty and alone.where were 42 other people to sing and cheer and suffer through pt with me?! :( i had a good bath and sleep,but yltc was always on my mind.i think i have a vague recollection of dreaming about getting scolded by instructor yufeng...so scareeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now camp's over,it's back to reality.never knew math tutorials and econs lessons could be more dreaded than dorm check :( but we still have yl night! after peiyit sms-ed me about yl night meeting last night i spent the whole day in anticipation of meeting up with WHOA again :D so i'm in the invitations committee with jolene,shi yun,raphael and zheng xian :) let's make this yl night unforgettable :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time check:1hr 55mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha jiajun.i pwn you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Going alone may get you there faster,but going together will get you further.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-5330211984038446170?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5330211984038446170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=5330211984038446170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/5330211984038446170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/5330211984038446170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#5330211984038446170' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-8194096835555863291</id><published>2008-03-09T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T07:28:04.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so...camp tomorrow.all the way till friday.if i don't drop out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seniors told us to sleep at 8.it's 1030.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'll be good to escape for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-8194096835555863291?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8194096835555863291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=8194096835555863291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/8194096835555863291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/8194096835555863291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#8194096835555863291' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-9160081712988213882</id><published>2008-03-04T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T05:04:30.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blahblahblah this is taking up so much time but anyway...dear random passerby,my sister's comments do not represent my point of view.pls feel free to post any comments you wish on my board because i believe in the freedom of speech.but other than your little discussion on anonymity on the internet which has been debated ad nauseum in gp lessons, you don't seem to have had any other good comebacks on our main point of contention so i'm assuming you've run out of steam and i've seen the last of you.good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was actually pretty fun while it lasted.and just when my deaddish blog needed a good kick in the ass to revive it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually,anonymity on the internet is a pretty darn interesting thing.i wonder if random passerby knows who i am.won't it be funny if we meet in school and become real tight and find out 20 years from now that we were actually mortal enemies in cyberspace.hey seriously,random passerby,if you're still reading this,i don't hold any hard feelings against you.really.my best friends are the ones who let me quarrel with them every day because i love inane debates of any sort and i don't take them personally.so feel free to say what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hostory test today.as with all essay writing tests,i have no idea how well i'll fare until the teacher returns it so i'm not worrying.and it's not counted anyway.only block tests and promos count towards our grades :) the same of which cannot be said for math :( omg my math sucks like shit.i got 4/13 for my latest class assignment and it's an improvement!!! gosh.i got 3 last time.well.gotta keep moving up.at this rate,i'll score about 20 for eoys.im supposed to be doing my inequalities tutorial now but i cant put my mind to it.argh.i've gotta do it somehow.we finally saw the dark side of wang teng yao today.it seems he can no longer take our incessant-yapping-late-coming-intermittent-napping-fuck-math-i'm-an-arts-student attitude and decided to spend 2 minutes of the lesson discussing something other than asymptotes! okok i'm being mean.he's a nice,dedicated,focused teacher.he just takes studying too seriously.i don't blame him,coming all the way from mainland and all...aiyah...but this is singapore lah...laxing man...mmm.thinking about him makes me feel really bad :( ok i'll go do math tutorial now.must keep up my mugging attitude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-9160081712988213882?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/9160081712988213882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=9160081712988213882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/9160081712988213882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/9160081712988213882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#9160081712988213882' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-1902951062789276876</id><published>2008-03-03T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T00:57:29.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok this would be too irritating to type on a tagboard so i'll type it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello &lt;b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;internet ip address 116.15.130.243&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; random passerby!!! no it doesn't piss me off that you say apollo sucks because you have the right to, and better still, it displays your total lack of maturity :D i wasn't &lt;i&gt;bashing&lt;/i&gt; athena. i was judging them to the best of my ability based on artistic merit. i didn't say they suck because they're ugly and full of losers. i said i don't think their performance measured up when compared to that of the other faculties and it's got nothing to do with the fact that they wear green, i eat apples every day or you don't dare to give a face to your convictions. it was based purely on intellect and cool, rational thought. (and obviously, the judges that night agreed with me). yes, the apollo part was a little emotional but that was because i identified with what the characters were going through and was truly moved by the story. i would have typed the same emotional paragraph if the performance had been athena's but sorry folks, all the honour's apollo's this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, you're obviously pretty biased yourself seeing as you missed out my entire paragaph on artemis' awesome performance. in case you're wondering, it's just there beyond your own nose (if you can look past it).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-1902951062789276876?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1902951062789276876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=1902951062789276876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1902951062789276876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1902951062789276876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#1902951062789276876' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-6466381293676492204</id><published>2008-02-23T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T02:19:58.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;APOLLO WINS DRAMA FESTE 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A special and not entirely unbiased or polite report by someone who has absolutely no background or experience in theatre or performance but wishes her views to be aired anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night on the 22nd of february 2008, Hwa Chong Institution (College Section) held its 10th drama feste competition at LT3. The event was hosted by the beautiful Olivia and ever charming Pang/Fang/PJJ/PJ, who kept us entertained the whole night with their amazing chemistry and hilarious jokes about farhmilies, math and imbas. 3 external judges were invited to judge the event. They were random chinese guy, random white guy and the spouse of random Hwa Chong HP teacher, Mrs Nicola Perry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night's performances was &lt;strike&gt;kick&lt;/strike&gt;jumpstarted by Athena's ripoff performance, Stranger than Fiction. Though the original movie was commendable, receiving an average rating of 7.9/10 on IMDB and a "fresh" rating of 73% on rottentomatoes.com, the stage performance was a complete waste of time. The sets were boring, and the acting was fair enough but predictable and did not manage to engage the audience. The entire performance was woefully amateurish, focusing on the (copied) storyline, with no attempt at style, stage sense or any other factor of a live, stage performance, making it highly unimpressive. Also, although this was supposed to be an adaptation, it felt more like a carbon copy, for the director did not incorporate in his/her own interpretation or vision for a staged performance of the story. Overall, the writer feels that there was no artistic merit in the play. For a school play, Stranger Than Fiction was decent, but was a disappointing competition piece, and definitely not something you wanted to watch again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following Stranger Than Fiction was Artemis' original play Sinned. This play follows the story of an ACSian, Dennis (played by the pseudo-ACSian Eliseus), as he wanders through hell with the seven sins, and discovers his own unforgivable faults. This performance was extremely refreshing, particularly with the unique portrayal of each of the seven sins. Every actor was decked out in relevant costumes which blended in and almost became an extension of the characters themselves. The devil, particularly, was not the typical howling-red-faced-long-tailed monster, but was sinister in his own enunciated, prowling, sarong-wearing way. There was also amazing interaction and chemistry between the actors, particularly Sloth and Greed. Each of them, while fleshing out the traits of their unique character, managed to work perfectly in tandem to lure Dennis in a most spine-chilling manner. The other sins also managed to become a cohesive whole while playing their individual roles. For their excellent performance, Artemis won best ensemble cast and best director. Special mention should also be given to Eliseus for an intense portrayal of Dennis, the lead character. From his drunken jaunt with Sloth and Greed to his racy dialogue with Lust, not once did he fall out of character and the descent of his soul was convincing and unnerving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ares' performance, entitled All That Jazz, was a mixture of Chicago, Wicked, and a typical Korean drama. While Athena openly admitted to their play being an adaptation, All That Jazz passed itself off as an original performance while ripping off huge chunks of dialogue and certain scenes from the acclaimed broadway musical, Wicked. However, other than this irritating lack of honesty, the play was overall a fun piece of entertainment. One half suspects that the directors were trying to make a pseudo-musical out of the play (hence the wicked lyrics?) but this was not a sustained effort and towards the end, it descended into the usual asian drama with weepy females and lying men without even an attepmt to rip off more lyrics (No One Mourns the Wicked could have been appropriate). However, the acting was credible and impressive, particularly Teng Jing Wei (Daughter of Teng Jia Shu from Longtitude-and-Latitude, bald-headed-leather-jacket-wearing fame) who walked away with one of the best actress awards (this probably was not a difficult endeavour for her since she lives her life like on loooong dramedy already). All That Jazz also won best supporting actor for the role Mr Roberto, mafia kingpin and father of Jing Wei's character. However, the writer feels that his performance was not that impressive, and the award should have gone to one of the sins from Sinned instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the last performance of the night was Apollo's French For Love Letters by Jian Yang, which won best actor, best actress, best script and the coveted prize of best play. Told through a series of recollections and diary entries, this was a unique take on young love in school which transcends time, space, words and silence. Perhaps the special element that set this play apart from the others was how pertinent and relevant it is to the lives of the scriptwriter, director, actors and target audience who are themselves students. This humble, unassuming realism gave the play its spark. The theme of this year's drama feste was The Game of Life. With a theme like this, it is easy to wax lyrical about life's many meanings, pitfalls or twists and turns. However, how many of us have run ins with the mafia, discover someone is narrating our lives, or descend into hell? What is important to us, and what we remember is often the simple things, our first love, first kiss, and the unbearable distance of silence. This was all excellently and tenderly portrayed by Qian Ling and Jeremy who took home the best actor and actress prizes. From Jeremy's coy, reserved, almost painfully shy affections to Qian Ling's unabashed, barely containable excitement of a young girl in love, this was a play that tugged at your heart strings and left your heart weeping for a long, long time. The library scene was especially memorable. It was plain, simple love, and yet it could live on in memories and in writing forever. Other than the acting, the sets were intentionally simplistic which did not draw the audience's attention away from the dialogue and non-verbal interaction between the actors. This was a play that focused more on the abstract than the physical, and though this left some members of the audience nonplussed, the writer was extremely impressed and wishes to say without biasness that she honestly thinks that it was the best, most mature play performed last night. If the writer may add frivolously, she feels that the best supporting actor role should have gone to Alfred Wan for his comical portrayal of Wen Jun in French For Love Letters instead of Mr Roberto. However, this may be a biased view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the last performance, the judges retired to their own private little enclave to tally the results while the student population was entertained by 2 not entirely sane girls armed with a guitar and microphones and a very surreal but adorable performance involving lightsticks in the dark and more insane seniors. It is to be noted at this point that throughout the filler performances, the Athena faculty ringed the whole LT and could not stop cheering much to the annoyance of the other faculties and performers. This simple, seemingly innocuous act was probably in preparation for their imminent failure and humiliation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the judges returned, the cheering intensified, and the atmosphere was thick with anticipation, particularly for Apollo as it has been winning the drama feste since its inception (the writer suspects an intricate, sinister, but altogether quite clever plot involving the humanities programme, ELDDFS and a dear Mr P but that is a different story). Some relevant comments were made by Mrs Perry and random chinese guy while random white guy tried to be funny. In other words, it was just a ploy to extend the wait and furthur aggravate the faculties which were already baying for blood. The emcees finally announced the results which to recap, are as follows: best ensemble cast - Sinned (Artemis), best actress - Stella Stellar (Teng Jing Wei, All That Jazz, Ares) and Elena (Wan Qian Ling, French For Love Letters, Apollo) (there was no best supporting actress award), best supporting actor - Mr Roberto (Joseph Tay, All That Jazz, Ares), best actor - Jonathan (Jeremy Ang, French For Love Letters, Apollo), best script - Hoh Jianyang (French For Love Letters, Apollo), best director - Magdelene Kang (Sinned, Artemis) and best play - French For Love Letters (Apollo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writer does not quite remember the reaction of the rest of the audience when best play was announced, but she does know that her eyes were squeezed tightly shut, and she leapt out of her seat screaming when she heard the results, despite being deep in Athena and Artemis territory. The entire Apollo cast and crew including the 2 fac heads bearing the Apollo flags went on stage to collect the large trophy and the writer can safely say that she has never felt prouder to be wearing her yellow fac shirt. Of course the emcees had to throw in some useless comments about everyone being a winner but they were allowed to on the basis that both of them were from Apollo too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, drama feste 2008 ended in a riot of tears, flowers, celebrations and the colour yellow. Based on rather inaccurate guesswork, the author suspects that Apollo is now the leading faculty in the race for the faculty shield. However, there is still more to come and to anticipate. As such, the writer shall now leave you to ponder a veracious, undeniable truth: APOLLO FOR CHAMPS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-6466381293676492204?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6466381293676492204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=6466381293676492204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/6466381293676492204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/6466381293676492204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6466381293676492204' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-1425426178945020259</id><published>2008-02-21T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T06:59:04.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SINGAPORE FTW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE SINGAPORE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mapsofworld.com/images/world-countries-flags/singapore-flag.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.themoneytimes.com/filess/flag-ioc.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-1425426178945020259?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1425426178945020259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=1425426178945020259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1425426178945020259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1425426178945020259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#1425426178945020259' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-3022903269565053390</id><published>2008-02-17T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T07:06:34.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i finished history essay.it's printing now.i would be happier but i spent the whole day (literally) doing it and i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's pe is swimming but my monthly cam just in time :) i have never been happier to experience abdominal pain.1 1/2 hours extra tomorrow to study for econs test :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished printing.voila.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-3022903269565053390?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661713.post-2506867548084511351</id><published>2008-02-13T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T04:36:17.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hwa chong cross country is the most time wasting endeavour i have ever experienced :) god.i 3 1/2 hours there only to achieve absolutely nothing.they didn't even take attendance...then again seeing as &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; was supposed to take the attendance...it was just really lame.florence signed me up as student official because she couldn't make it today so i arrived there at 1.20 to report for duty but there was nothing to do.no attendance taking no random running around making myself useful.nothing.so i wasted the rest of my day staring aimlessly into the alluring waters of macritchie reservoir.about 70% of my class ponned but i'm not terribly close to them anyway so it didn't make much difference.and i'm sunburnt!!! in 2 patches just below my glasses :@ pissifying.i guess the only consolation would be that &lt;b&gt;APOLLO WON GIRLS' OVERALL CHAMPION&lt;/b&gt; but that's about it.i'm so ponning next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh.tomorrow's v-day.all truth shall be revealed in the game of angels and mortals.you know that typical letter writing thing.not terribly excited seeing as the last time i wrote my angel a letter was 2 weeks before cny and my mortal is an asshole who gave the present i went out of my way to buy to someone else.but my angel was nice.i was just too busy and uninterested to reply.so i'll give her a box of ferrero rocher and i'll give my mortal a black face :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.should be finishing the final dregs of my history research.i promised myself i'd start writing tonight but i don't feel ready.tomorrow i shall do battle against ineffective nationalist leaders!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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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-7661713.post-6679128357998191084</id><published>2008-02-09T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T05:14:40.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seesh.cny has been so busy...all the visiting and entertaining and eating.especially the eating.gosh so much food!!! the fridge is stuffed.there are six trays of ferrero rocher 48 cans of beer and er...innumerable soft drinks.F-A-T X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course there's no time for work.OMG THE HISTORY ESSAY.it's still haunting me.and mr barnard gave us a summary of what to study for the econs test.which is basically everything we've ever learnt.right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vera and leeqi are at my house now.yay :) my first non-family visitors.they're playing bridge with my sis and her friend.they make a very amusing/amused bunch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-6679128357998191084?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6679128357998191084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=6679128357998191084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/6679128357998191084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/6679128357998191084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6679128357998191084' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-7987697494065781732</id><published>2008-02-03T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T07:44:11.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm blogging at 11.40pm 0.0 my body is going to hate me for this tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for stj just now :) yay.so fun :) and the dinner was good too.you can't go wrong with lasagna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm kind of brain dead now.still suffering from insomnia despite my new comfy bed :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-7987697494065781732?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7987697494065781732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=7987697494065781732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/7987697494065781732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/7987697494065781732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#7987697494065781732' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-2674717930370895168</id><published>2008-02-02T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T00:41:27.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm at the new house now!We've moved in :D Kind of.As in we won't be sleeping at any lousy rented apartments anymore but about 15% of our stuff is still lying at the rented place and my mum organised a mahjong game -___-||| so we have to get them later or tomorrow.Everything's still lying around haphazardly and I don't even have a study table yet :( Argh.I've had to adjust to 3 houses in 1 year.So disorientating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah there's STJ (senior treat junior for those not in the know) tomorrow.Which means my whole weekend is &lt;i&gt;burned&lt;/i&gt;.Completely and spontaneously combusted.And I still have Miles' Essay!!! X( How...??? I want extension :( But everyone in class seems to be doing fine so I'm probably the only one floundering about,waiting for the inevitable 7/25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new bed is so comfy :) I think i'll go sleep now.Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-2674717930370895168?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2674717930370895168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=2674717930370895168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/2674717930370895168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/2674717930370895168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#2674717930370895168' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-1195886961163149833</id><published>2008-01-29T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T02:20:19.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ji14GcQsVQE"&gt;CLICK HERE FOR HWA CHONG ORIENTATION 2008 VIDEO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Includes scenes from war games+extra footage after the credits!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and for yingxy, if you want a glimpse of my past nemesis (name starts with D, I'm sure you recall) look out for the guy wearing red and glasses walking across the screen at 9:09.And there's a splat at about 9:11 because I was aiming for him and er...hit the camera man...MUAHAHA.but i got him eventually :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh and the exceedingly rude people you see at the end of the video are from my senior class :D they were at the war games to support us and er...spread the love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-1195886961163149833?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1195886961163149833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=1195886961163149833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1195886961163149833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1195886961163149833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#1195886961163149833' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-7565503290436012187</id><published>2008-01-27T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T01:49:12.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boring...so boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to blog about :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh.tomorrow's my scholarship interview.i think they'll ask me about OM because 1/2 my scholarship essay was about that.and hopefully those questions will be easy to answer :) still.scarryyyy... have to leave school early.luckily i'll only be missing perry lit.if i miss history i GG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on moving on...i still have nothing to blog about :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes i went to the library yesterday.erm.was supposed to go with PJ and davina and random people but they decided to go today so i went alone.still,i ended up meeting 1/2 of A14 and 1/28 of A15 there.i spent 6 hours in the library!!!it was...productive.relatively.bu i think i still have to go back next week :( the amount of research is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh i can't believe i'm blogging about my trip to the library.i shan't be boring anymore.byebye :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-7565503290436012187?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7565503290436012187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=7565503290436012187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/7565503290436012187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/7565503290436012187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7565503290436012187' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so being the brand new mugger me,i cheonged to the library to find books that can tell me what the hell was going on in SEA before 1941 only to find that the books in the library are completely irrelevent and the ones with the slightest potential for usefulness are being snapped up like hello kitties at mcdonalds.so i learnt JC library lesson no.1.SWIPE EVERYTHING OFF THE SHELF.just grab every single book with an english title and find some secluded spot where you can eliminate them at your own time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still,i managed to get 3 books.but after several rounds of looking through the important looking sections,i have concluded that 98% of nationalist activity took place after 1945 :) there wasnt that simple.now all i have to do is FIND SOMETHING TO WRITE ABOUT.and the leaders to which miles told us to make reference to are seemingly non existent before WWII other that some vague reference to their days as a student.please mr miles...let this be a trick question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is a very boring post.it is an extended rant about a very boring subject so i shall prolong its existence and your torture no longer.goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-8004166108886328449?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8004166108886328449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=8004166108886328449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/8004166108886328449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/8004166108886328449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#8004166108886328449' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-361753188791917414</id><published>2008-01-21T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T01:14:54.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(edit)this post was supposed to be posted yesterday but the whole world including the computers in the library decided to turn on me.but now that i've set up my comp in my semi-unlivable new house i can post it today :) don't mind it.it's very emo.(/edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today would have been an ok day if it hadn't started out with my mother screaming her lungs out at us at &lt;b&gt;6.30am.&lt;/b&gt;thanks mum.you ruined my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she can't say "your room is messy.pack it." she must say "WHY IS (INSERT RANDOM ARTICLE OF CLOTHING/EDUCATIONAL MATERIAL/PIECE OF SHIT) THIS HERE? WHY ARE YOU SITTING AROUND DOING NOTHING? YOU LIVE LIKE A PIG. WHAT DO I FEED YOU FOR? NOTHING GETS INTO THAT BRAINLESS HEAD OF YOURS. WHY DO YOU KEEP (INSERT RANDOM MEDICATION/TOILET ARTICLE/PIECE OF SHIT) THIS HERE? YOU'RE SO LAZY THAT'S WHY YOU ARE FAT AND USELESS AND A (FAILURE AT EVERYTHING YOU DO/LOUSY STUDENT/PIECE OF SHIT)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT LAZY.I'M NOT A LOUSY STUDENT DAMMIT.I FINISHED ALL MY MATH TUTORIALS AND REVISED AND REWROTE ALL MY HISTORY AND ECONS NOTES AND BORROWED EXTRA READING MATERIAL FOR LIT.AND YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO PUSH ME TO DO ANY OF THAT.SO FUCK OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should have said that :) but of course i just submitted (again and again and again) and swallowed all of her and my poison so now i'm an official victim of emotional suicide :D as you can see,i'm very happy today :) sad? what's that? a kind of candy? oh no i'm happy as a lark :) everything to day is so colourful and bright and gay! remember children,everything your parents do is good for you!so eat your vegetables and cod liver oil!submit unquestioningly to your parents,and you may just end up as happy and contented with your life like ME :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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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-7661713.post-675122574259596088</id><published>2008-01-18T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T18:00:39.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back in the library :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr docherty,our scottish GP teacher is only returning from the motherland next week so we're having a 1.5 hr free period now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not joining touch rugby :( so my mum's not angry with me anymore.but i'm still disappointed because she's always like that.she'll make a big fuss and throw a tantrum and not listen to your explanation.and whatever you do you're at the losing end because ultimately,she's your legal guardian.so i can't do anything but give in and then of course she'll be all happy and act like nothing's happened without considering the fact that the sacrifice i had to make meant more to me than to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did that make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt have typed all that.it just made me even more upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've managed to finish most of my work :) all econs and history notes are nicely rewritten and i've finished math turorial 3 (with much help from liangzhou's working).so i'm left with math tutorial 4,random articles to read for history and optional research for lit which i can do now seeing as i'm in the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh and i just bought a new econs textbook and graphic calculator :D erm.i know it's a bit nerdy to be happy abt such purchases but new things make me happy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-675122574259596088?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/675122574259596088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=675122574259596088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/675122574259596088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/675122574259596088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#675122574259596088' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-2055136788378960771</id><published>2008-01-17T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T22:53:21.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I WANT TO BLOG BUT I'M SO FUGRKROD TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.oh my god i'm so tired.haven't been blogging because right now my computer is in a box and i've been deprived of technology for nearly a week :(( the school finally gave us our usernames and passwords for the school comps today so i finally managed to get my hands on a piece of high tech equipment :)) i finished lessons at 130 so now i'm waiting for my sis who finishes at 3.zomg only 15 mins left.ok i'll hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's been pretty fun.getting to know the people in my class a little better and we celebrated 2 guys' birthdays today with island creamery :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.oh and also i'm sick.sore throat and fever and headache which leads on to my next point,and as the sky is blue and i am fat and i can't lie,I'VE BEEN MUGGING.I've been studying to the point of exhaustion every single day i kid you not.every free hour i have is math math math plus the occasional boring history extract.and as proud as i'm feeling of myself,it's taken it's toll :( every night i'm so completely zonked and headachy.i know i should take a break but CAMBRIDGE BECKONS.I CAN'T RESIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok enough caps.i can tell i'm starting to feel a little crazy from panadol,strepsils and chinese medicine overdose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.having a little problem with my mum cause i wanna joing touch rugby and she won't let me D: i actually wanted to join OAC (outdoor activities club) but i'm worried abt travelling time (like going to kallang for kayaking and stuff) and i realise that i have obvious talent for ramming people down (see last post) but she insists that i dont join :( she cant get rid of the preconceived notions that rugby is for guys.hello?it's called &lt;i&gt;touch&lt;/i&gt; rugby and is a girl's team for a reason.but she won't listen.she's been deciding my cca since primary school and i'm so sick of it.she didn't let me play the dizi,she made me join chinese publication and she made me join BSP X( that last one isnt really a cca but it was a &lt;i&gt;killer&lt;/i&gt;.and as usual she's getting irrationally angry with me which just adds to my strees load because I HAVEN'T FINISHED THE BINOMIAL THEOREM TURORIAL AND NOW I'VE GOT A TRIGO ONE TO FINISH TOO.not to mention i need to rewrite my history and econs notes and read my lit stuff.i'm so upset :( i've been working so hard and she can't give me a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but other than that everything's dandy.if you can believe it.no really it is.i'm actually enjoying the work (a little) but i probably should slow down cause i can really feel it taking over my life.gosh that's totally weird cause last year and for the last 16 years i haven't been voluntarily doing an ounce of decent work.hey,i'm mature now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.my phone says 2.53.my fingers and brain have been working overtime.so byebye for now.i will blog again tomorrow if i can tear myself away from math.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-2055136788378960771?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2055136788378960771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=2055136788378960771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/2055136788378960771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/2055136788378960771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#2055136788378960771' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-8545984923222203324</id><published>2008-01-12T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T08:45:09.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Surprisingly enough, I'm not feeling tired despite the crazy war games and only leaving school after 10.30pm today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.For the sake of my one (two?) reader(s) who has no idea what war games is,I shall explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students in Hwa Chong are divided into 4 faculties, somewhat like houses.There's ares(red), athena(green), artemis(blue) and &lt;font color="yellow"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MIGHTY MIGHTY APOLLO.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;I don't think I need to elaborate on which fac I'm in :) So other than some other petty little competitions throughout the year (like cheering) there is &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="black"&gt;WAR GAMES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; where all the faculties slug it out man-to-man armed with nothing but a pretty t-shirt and little plastic bags filled with coloured water.The aim is to hit the targets of the other faculties and in the end the faculty with the least water collected from a bottle below the target wins.So easy :) Except that it's a huge field filled with hot blooded teenagers determined to rip the guts out of their opponents if necessary to win.Have I mentioned that we outnumber the teachers and councillors? So despite whatever you may hear about safety and rule enforcement, &lt;i&gt;&lt;font color="black"&gt;it is all a  farce.&lt;/font&gt;Free for all baby.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.It was incredibly fun :D We were supposed to ally with Athena but they backstabbed us in the second half and Apollo ended up getting gangbanged by everybody for the second year in a row.And Athena won.But you know why?It's becuase they &lt;i&gt;suck&lt;/i&gt;.Everyone knows Apollo rocks and is super strong so they all want to attack us leaving the loser fac alone.Hah.But I gave them a run for their money.Today was probably the only time I'll ever get to do a full frontal bodily attack with no disciplinary repurcussions.Ares attacked us right from the start (big surprise there) and I tackled at least 8 people and nearly got sent off the field :P The best ones to attack are the guys who are running towards you because they think you'll back off what with all the kinetic energy,mass and inertia and you just stand your ground/chase after them and grab them from behind/run straight back at them with head tucked and WHAM.Pull them to the ground and smash their water bomb.They never knew what hit them :) And they &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; assume that just because you're a girl you're gonna let them go.Hah.No chance buddy.Note that running straight into someone who's runnig straight back at me is not something I usually do but there's something in the atmosphere of the war games that makes you delirious with passion,energy and bravery.In fact,all the Apollo girls were great.They held such a strong,united 2 barrier fort that some Ares guys were complaining about how violent the girls were.Ah getting all high again.And it's really nice when you tackle someone and you're having trouble grappling with them and all the other Apollonians swarm to help you.Teamwork at its greatest :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course in wars,there are casualties.I split my toenail :( It didn't really hurt but it felt uncomfortable so I looked down and saw it was bleeding.Bleh.Nail injuries are the grossest kind but I was not of sound mind then so I just ignored it and went on being loco.Eh.Not to mention I must have made a few enemies today.In my adrenaline pumped state of mind,I remember physically attacking some of my close Aresian friends and then tossing their burst bomb in their faces with a wild victory cry and not too polite gestures.So I must apologise.I shall apologise here, and I shall apologise to them when I see them in school on monday.I'M SORRY MARISSA AND ELAINE AND SOME PEOPLE I CAN'T REMEMBER.I WAS NUTTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok and I take back what I said about Athena.I think they've got a very good batch this year (though I still firmly believe that the reason they won wasn't really due to their defending skills).But they don't suck.We're all still Hwa Chong after all.GO HWACHONG.&lt;font size="1"&gt;AND APOLLO.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-791111091789489219</id><published>2008-01-10T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T01:00:19.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man.haven't updated for ages.orientation just zaps the life force out of you.not that it's a bad thing.it's just so excruciatingly exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.no more og12.it's 08A14 now.oh and i changed my combi from KI to math.didn't want to have to write essays to within an inch of my life.H2 math.geez.never in the world would i have believed.so anyway.08A14.they're hmm.interesting?er.unique?definitely noisy as hell.sometimes they give me a headache.but i'm getting to know some of the quieter ones a little better.there's this nice guy called junjie who seems a little &lt;i&gt;that way&lt;/i&gt; if you know what i mean.he told the class he likes to watch america's next top model 0.0 but he's very sweet and approachable.some other les talkative people also gravitate towards the quiet group.there's an indian girl caled jasleen from rgs who looks very smart.and i'm getting to know the nanyang geepers a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my form teach is mr miles who's super tall and thin and apparently the best HP teacher around.we'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-791111091789489219?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/791111091789489219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay.school :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's much funner than i expected.i think i like hwa chong very much :) i think.the work and stuff hasn't come yet.my OG's quite ok too.all nice people,mostly hwa chong and nanyang so i feel a bit more comfortable.then again which group isn't.we played games today and we all got down and dirty.had grass stains all over the front of my shirt and shorts and after the last game i was soaking wet.i usually can't stand getting wet and dirty if i can't get home and change immediately but everyone was so enthusiastic and the games were so fun that it didn't matter :D they want to go for dinner tomorrow.eh.i don't think i'm &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; attatched to them yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and i got into HP.hehe.i'm happy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-2143395821497599677?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661713.post-5717522933152272981</id><published>2008-01-01T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T04:01:17.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school.tomorrow.GAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling a bit uncomfortable about school.i think i got too comfortable in nanyang.i'm going to miss everything so much :( the canteen the classrooms the library.just looking at my nanyang library card makes me sad D: and the teachers too.mrs seah mrs westvik mrs chew.ah.where would i ever find such a patient dedicated math teacher as mrs chew.i'll probably give my new one an aneurysm.and knowing where everything and everyone is.i should probably have started feeling like this last october.blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orientation.the thought of it is so o.o i just dont like meeting new people.and there isn't anyone i'm close to in my orientation group.argh.school.ARGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-5717522933152272981?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5717522933152272981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=5717522933152272981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/5717522933152272981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/5717522933152272981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#5717522933152272981' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-5639421852741885789</id><published>2007-12-31T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T07:34:02.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this shall be my last 2007 post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.i must say it's been a bad year for year end holidays.it's been my worst christmas and now it's the worst new year.just sitting at home waiting to be transported into another 365 days of yet-to-come.roger died today.he literally dropped dead.no belly up or mindless flapping.just here one moment and gone the next like a wisp of smoke.he was real smooth that one.kinda miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh.i should probably try to make this a bit happier but right now i'm in a mood to rival wolverine's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so er anyway.to all you guys out there,thanks for having been with me this year,may you do well in the next year but not as well as the next next year or the years to come.eh.i really have no idea what to say.er.world peace.hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-5639421852741885789?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5639421852741885789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=5639421852741885789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/5639421852741885789'/><link 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title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-7756807164786700366</id><published>2007-12-28T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T23:18:16.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it seems my holiday has come full circle because i am bored out of my eyeballs.i know it's a non-existent expression but my eyeballs currently feel like they're hanging out of my head on a thread of flesh and vessels.it's the boredom i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KI test was yesterday.and...i didnt go.WAHAHAHAHAHA.yeah i didnt go.i told the school and a few people that i wasnt feeling well but the truth is...ah...i didnt know.sort of.i knew the test was yesterday but i didnt know what time and &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt; i know the time is on the website but i somehow had selective seeing and ah...i didnt see it.before.so at 9.15am yesterday i checked my email and there was an email from hc reminding me to go for the test at 9 and to be there at least 10 mins early :) funny.thought i had to go for the retest on 2nd jan but i just found out this morning that if you get into HP,you don't have to take the KI test.and since i have no interest in taking KI if i don't get into HP,i dont have to take the test at all :D how nicely life turns out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-7756807164786700366?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7756807164786700366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;7 DAYS TO THE CRUNCH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-7281867190319229875?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7281867190319229875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=7281867190319229875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/7281867190319229875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/7281867190319229875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#7281867190319229875' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-723656435601681478</id><published>2007-12-24T18:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T02:02:10.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;10 DAYS TO THE CRUNCH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-723656435601681478?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661713.post-4212037345330155148</id><published>2007-12-23T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T05:21:13.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;11 DAYS TO THE CRUNCH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging at the demands of my ever-hard-to-please cousin who lives on &lt;b&gt;the other side of the globe.&lt;/b&gt;Seesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.Choosing of subject combis closes for me today cos I'm doing KI.So my KI combis are KI,history,econs,lit and H1 math or KI,math,econs,lit.and my non-KI combis if I fail to get selected (which is highly possible due to the state of atrophy my brain is in) are math,econs,history,lit or H1 math,econs history lit.all pretty similar.i actually didn't mind taking chinese lang and lit but they're not letting me cos i didn't get an A for chinese.fine.be that way.you just lost someone who might one day improve singapore-china relations.HAH.you lousy chinese elitists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-4212037345330155148?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4212037345330155148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=4212037345330155148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/4212037345330155148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/4212037345330155148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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induced haze and discovered THAT MY WORLD IS CRASHING DOWN.NO.NO MORE DAYDREAMING ON THE COUCH FOR HOURS.NO MORE TV FROM DINNER TILL BEDTIME.NO MORE RANDOM BLOG HOPPING.this is bad.this is reeeaally bad.i need to wean myself out of this comatose state.&lt;b&gt;SHIT.&lt;/b&gt;i musn't fuck up J1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.You know I made a resolution last year to get straight As.Well.Heheh.Didn't manage to get all As but it isn't all bad.Just 2 Bs for chinese and IH and they're 3s not 4s.And A1 for everything else.So I think i'm about 80% successful which isn't bad for a chronic ne'er do well and underacheiver.Now.For next year's goal.No less than a C for any subject and qualify for one H3 in J2.That shouldn't be too hard.And my long term goal shall be...get an overseas scholarship to cambridge.yupyup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH SHIT.MUST GO TRY MY HONGZI.PLSPLSPLSGOD LET ME STILL FIT INTO THAT SACK.&lt;br /&gt;*frantically scuttles to darkened bedroom and furtively pulls white blouse on*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA.I rule.My holiday bingeing has not yet offended the evil lipid demons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok.Another random note from the pets to round off:Roger does not have constipation/swim bladder disorder!No more swelling in the stomach :D However,I have fouled his water with all manner of supposedly healthy food and thus must change it tomorrow before the mushed peas start rotting.Ping An's breath is disgusting as usual but he's adorable so all is forgiven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-2789128303696788091?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2789128303696788091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=2789128303696788091' 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just occurred to me.It's depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day :) Firstly, I got to wake up at 10.30am because my dad's on leave.I slept till the Sun got me out of bed :) Then I was spared the torture of having to go furniture shopping with my ever bickering family because we can never see eye to eye about what colour/shape/size/material the table/chair/light/sofa for the new house (which,if anyone is interested,should be in a livable condition by next jan) should be.And of course today was a good day because it rained so Ping An and I could have a long walk unharried by the usually scorching Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally,we had Long Beach Crab for dinner!!! :D My whole family actually camped out at Long Beach for 50mins to buy a crab for me just because I mentioned last week that I felt like eating crab.And all I had to do was sit at home and wait for their glorious return.So this is what it feels like to be loved :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's going back to work tomorrow after 3 weeks on leave.And he just informed us that we spent S$1193 alone just on eating out for the last two weeks.Oooh o.o Then again,he's the one who wouldn't deign to eat anywhere without air conditioning and waiters so we're just leeching off his generosity.Still.Better go back to work Dad :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to end off with some random news from the pets:It appears Ping An's digestive tract is working again after his long run of a month with constipation as he finally managed to produce some sizeable,normal coloured shit today.On the other hand,I've just managed to give Roger a mild case of constipation and possible swim bladder disorder by overfeeding him with frozen bloodworms.Turns out a fighting fish's stomach is the size of its eye,and I've been feeding him about 20 of the little buggers.Woops.&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-7661713.post-528276579891991769</id><published>2007-12-18T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T03:19:14.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyone having trouble logging into hwachong isp to sign up for subject combis?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-528276579891991769?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/528276579891991769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=528276579891991769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/528276579891991769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/528276579891991769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#528276579891991769' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-1803094488953262021</id><published>2007-12-15T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T02:50:02.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've spent nearly the whole holiday in anticipation of jc and now all of a sudden i've started to dread it.First there's orientation with the "Hi my name is and my favourite movie is" nonsense,then after that comes all the lectures and notes and studying and cca.Argh.Forsake sleeping late and watching every weekend special on tv to start my eleventh year in the scholastic rat race.10 years is a long time.The cheese must be stale by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway.Hong kong was...well,ok.Not the most interesting holiday I've had but certainly not the worst.Just...ok.Went to ocean park.Lots of china tour groups there.Mostly oldies.And the men were wearing suits and ties with their ghastly red and yellow tour group hats at ocean park.Haha.Not putting them down or anything but China seriously has a long way to go to educate their average man in the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Kong disneyland was kinda crappy too.There's no big roller coaster there.Just space mountain which isn't scary at all.And the day we were there disneyland was so empty I managed to ride space mountain twice with my sis.And when my sis is willing to ride a roller coaster twice it's gotta suck for the adrenaline junkies.Still,it is the happiest place on earth.Spent 400+ on souvenirs but looking at the loot,it isn't that much stuff anyway.Feel so empty with my lack of disney merchandise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-1803094488953262021?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1803094488953262021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=1803094488953262021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1803094488953262021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1803094488953262021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#1803094488953262021' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-5071545046099102123</id><published>2007-12-03T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T22:12:19.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going to Hong Kong this Tuesday.Back on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ping An &lt;strike&gt;hindering&lt;/strike&gt; helping with the packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/IMG_1610.jpg" height="240" width="300"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/IMG_1609.jpg" height="240" width="300"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/IMG_1606.jpg" height="240" width="300"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is Roger Whatafish :) He's finally eating after his first week of absolute prima donna-ness and refusing to swallow whatever gets tossed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/IMG_1617.jpg" height="240" width="300"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/IMG_1616.jpg" height="240" width="300"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents and sis and I were discussing getting another dog when we move to the new house :D I want a daschund but my mum and sis want something furry.Like a maltese or something.'course they do.They're not the ones bathing the dog.But whatever it is, my parents, in all teir stubbornness and tradition,want to give the dog a chinese name.And they're calling it...they're calling it...I don't even dare to type it here.Oh well.At least i'll &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; another dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-5071545046099102123?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5071545046099102123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661713.post-4352305149987770832</id><published>2007-11-24T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:15:27.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.the holiday's turning out to be a little less boring than i anticipated.but i haven't been posting mostly because i've been spending most of my waking hours playing pokemon ruby till i go half blind.it's bad for the peekers i know.but instant gratification sure is &lt;i&gt;fricking worth it&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was...unusual.i was supposed to go with my mum and sis to drop off my dad's car at commonwealth for polishing and my mum wanted us to walk back to river valley.commonwealth to the apartment's a train ride from commonwealth to newton plus a fifteen minute bus ride and a ten minute walk.and she wanted us to walk the whole way!!!talk about cruel and unusual punishment.and then and then.the most absurd thing happened.we stopped at the market to buy flowers and my sis SLAMMED.THE.CAR.DOOR.ON.HER.THUMB.woah.betcha didn't see that coming.so all plans for the day were smashed quite literally and we spent the morning at gleneagles A&amp;E looking at her purple thumb.and i walked back from the hospital myself.so i'm the only one who got exercise today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister is truly amazing.how do you do this kinda things right on cue when you need it?so.no polishing and no torturous walk :) and it's no biggie.there wasn't a fracture.i think my mum needed the excitement anyway.she's visited A&amp;E too few times during her tenure as mother of 2 for 16 years.we let her off too easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i'm home listening to itunes and preparing to watch my freshly rented best of joey,chandler and ross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Baby.&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-7661713.post-4158499234712900438</id><published>2007-11-18T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T08:05:59.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's just past midnight and i'm not asleep :) i'm trying to make the most of my holiday.and the weekend.my mother has this disgusting habit of waking me up at 7.30 on weekdays.she absolutely refuses to let me sleep in and it pisses me off cos it's the freaking holidays.she's just jealous that i get holidays and she doesnt.but she lets me sleep in on sundays so i shall sleep and wake as late as possible :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i am so tired... ;O&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-7661713.post-3480452575710473226</id><published>2007-11-17T00:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T08:19:28.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AM I THE ONLY PERSON AROUND HERE WHO WATCHES SURVIVOR CHINA???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't people watch survivor anymore? :( it's such a perfect show for learning everything you need to know about the evil and futility of human trust and relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch survivor people!!!You never know what's gonna hit you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-3480452575710473226?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661713.post-5052565241864968536</id><published>2007-11-16T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T23:34:47.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got a new fish today!!! :D took some pictures but the lighting was really shitty so i'll post better ones when i can arrange a better setting.it's another fighting fish but this one's completetly red.jack was blue with a reddish streak.and its fins are really really pretty :) very big and the ends are sort of curled/hooked.nice :) its not very active though.jack was such a swimmer.i was hoping i'd get a jumper this time but looks like i got a floater.&lt;br /&gt;and its name is roger WHAT-A-FISH :D roger whatafish.thought it'd only be fair if it got a second name since jack was jack ennis.and well.he's a fish.&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-7661713.post-5181857008471946982</id><published>2007-11-14T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T07:33:51.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well.jack's dead.he was looking really bad.his body was completely pale and the tips of his fins were black and torn.i think his blood stopped circulating or something.he really was a far cry from what he was when he was healthy.vibrant colours and all.and building a new bubble nest within half an hour of my changing his water.and he never even got the chance to make little jacks and jackies.oh well.but life goes on.i'm getting another fish.i'm calling it roger :) as in hargreaves.not federer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was slightly better than yesterday.probably because there were better programmes on tv.and i woke up 15 minutes later.and i stayed up late last night so i was feeling kinda sluggish today.god the things i do to save myself from that suffocating boredom.i guess the only thing i appreciate about the holidays is that i get to take long walks in the afternoon with ping an.it's very invigorating.especially when we walk by immense mansions and bungalows.makes me feel like some portly old english gent taking a stroll.the people around here really are filthy rich.their houses are HUGE and they've got pools and fountains and such loooooong driveways.and when you look in there's always &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; at least 2 cars,one of which is either a BMW or a merc.and i spotted one house with &lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt; ferraris!ah.to be the creme de la creme of a capitalistic society.dear me,i'm sounding so materialistic.but then again it's hard not to when you think of stuff like university fees and housing loans and dependants.such are my woes and ornerous burdens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.i watched the notebook last night.oh my god.i finally did it.the guilty pleasure and dirty little secret of a million boyfriends.so.&lt;i&gt;so.&lt;b&gt;so.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;it's...it's...yeah ok it's a good movie.it is a very good love story.romantic.timeless.moving.heartbreaking.but this time it was the girl who was a jerk.in my opinion at least.so it's typical,and yet different,but well protrayed.so it's a classic.&lt;br /&gt;i think what got those boyfriends was ryan's brooding,selfless,eternal sacrifice for rachel.like that's one cool dude man.builds houses and rows boats while he waits for his girl.makes them feel macho.and heroic.finally the man's commitment gets acknowledged.no more cheating boyfriend and crying,virginal herioine!and after all those years of carrying shopping bags from isetan to plaza sing *sob*sob*.you show them brother!&lt;br /&gt;and of course the girls fell for the same thing too.except the only reason they like it is cause they think,as my sister puts it,ryan is &lt;font color="red"&gt;H-O-T&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think there's ever been a movie that got to both sexes like that so...thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think ryan gosling's a very talented actor.i must go watch lars and the real girl.go rent the believer.so ok fine he was good in the notebook.and i've decided to take a second look at rachel mcadams.not as...bimboish as i thought she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've dedicated half my post to a review of the notebook...that movie must have had some subliminal effect on my subconsciousness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-5181857008471946982?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5181857008471946982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.i'm bored.dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after just ONE DAY!at least i had something on my mind for the last three weeks.some shred of responsibility or work to do.and now there's &lt;b&gt;NOTHING&lt;/b&gt; so excuse my language because i'm SO FUCKING BORED I CAN BLOW MY BRAINS OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can see why an idle mind is the devil's workshop.this boredom just eats away at you till there's nothing left of your consciousness but uncontrollable wrath at your situation.it's like a caged lion has been forced to a corner of its cage and it's getting angrier and angrier till it explodes and goes on a man-eating rampage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if my mind gets any more idle it'll have it's own multi-platinum record.ok,not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new kind of release.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661713.post-4854010536539156998</id><published>2007-11-06T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T01:41:17.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I actually think memes are terribly narcissistic.You just sit there filling in things about yourself that you think people really want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.I'm bored anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name one person who made you laugh last night.&lt;br /&gt;ME! :D I love cracking myself up.And no one in my family laughs at my jokes anyway :( OHoh.Here's one i made up.&lt;br /&gt;What do you call someone who dies in the 'Saw' movies?&lt;br /&gt;(highlight next line for answer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;A SAW LOSER!!!! WAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'll stop.next please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 0800h?&lt;br /&gt;Going to airport to send dad off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing 30 minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;Blogsurfing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to you in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;New class,new friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you said out loud?&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many beverages have you had today?&lt;br /&gt;milk.juice.water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colour is your hairbrush?&lt;br /&gt;I don't comb my hair :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you paid for?&lt;br /&gt;videos at video ezy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you last night?&lt;br /&gt;eating laksa at home and then played VBA for 4 hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colour is your front door?&lt;br /&gt;white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you keep your change?&lt;br /&gt;everywhere.they like to pop up in random places.like the cupboard in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the weather like today?&lt;br /&gt;cool and cloudy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best ice-cream flavour?&lt;br /&gt;Ben &amp; Jerry's oatmeal cookie something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What excites you?&lt;br /&gt;the question should be,what doesnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to cut your hair?&lt;br /&gt;YES.extra short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you over the age of 25?&lt;br /&gt;nope.unfortunately.then i can be my own legal guardian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you talk a lot?&lt;br /&gt;i dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you watch the O.C.?&lt;br /&gt;No.stupid crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyone named Steven?&lt;br /&gt;yes.the computer maintainence guy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you make up your own words?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.but mostly stupid ones for my dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a jealous person?&lt;br /&gt;ooo.only with regard to...maybe 3 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name a friend whose name starts with the letter 'A'.&lt;br /&gt;ANN ANN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name a friend whose name starts with the letter 'K'.&lt;br /&gt;K?Er.dont think i know any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person on your received calls list?&lt;br /&gt;char&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does the last text message you received say?&lt;br /&gt;"Hwy,are we buying anything for mrs. Seah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you chew on your straw?&lt;br /&gt;No.mostly.think it's gross.unless i'm really nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have curly hair?&lt;br /&gt;No.thank god.or i'd have to comb it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the next place you're going to?&lt;br /&gt;the underworld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's the rudest person in your life?&lt;br /&gt;ME.ok i wont call myself rude.just uncommonly blunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;polar cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you get married in the future?&lt;br /&gt;que sera sera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best movie you've seen in the past 2 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;Oooo.The believer and one flew over the cuckoo's nest.I know the question says one but these are seriously good movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you did the dishes?&lt;br /&gt;NEVER.I'm spoilt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you currently depressed?&lt;br /&gt;Hm.I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you cry today?&lt;br /&gt;No.don't believe in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.I'm done be self abosrbed.now i'll just rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't done scholarship essay.ARGH&gt;&gt;&gt;WHYWHYWHY DO THEY NEED THAT PIECE OF SHIT FROM US??????? chek wanted it last weeekkkkk......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok repeat after me:"I WILL DO IT TOMORROW.I WILL NOT PROCRASTINATE ANYMORE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I WILL DO IT TOMORROW.I WILL NOT PROCRASTINATE ANYMORE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-4854010536539156998?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4854010536539156998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=4854010536539156998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/4854010536539156998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/4854010536539156998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#4854010536539156998' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-1012507471135267860</id><published>2007-11-05T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T05:05:14.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Dudes.Erm.Miao,Angela and I (and maybe vanda and char) are going to visit mrs seah on thursday afternoon.Any takers?pls contact me by wednesday morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-1012507471135267860?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1012507471135267860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=1012507471135267860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1012507471135267860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1012507471135267860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1012507471135267860' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-5051520730017539808</id><published>2007-11-03T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T07:35:05.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;So long ago, I don't remember when&lt;br /&gt;That's when they say I lost my only friend&lt;br /&gt;Well they said she died easy of a broken heart disease&lt;br /&gt;As I listened through the cemetery trees&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...holidays have been preeety uneventful.Mostly running errands with/for my mum.But I'm not bored yet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been reading yixiao's history textbook.Really interesting stuff bout the first world war and stalin and lenin and chamberlain.Just not quite sure I'm ready to be tested on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fgjiojeg4hionopernigp3495&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.now I'm getting bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Come on try a little&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is forever&lt;br /&gt;There's got to be something better than &lt;br /&gt;In the middle&lt;br /&gt;But me &amp; Cinderella, &lt;br /&gt;We put it all together&lt;br /&gt;We can drive it home&lt;br /&gt;With one headlight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-5051520730017539808?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5051520730017539808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh My God.I finally understand the meaning of 'Don't know what to do.'I was dead tired after coming back from lunch with my mum and sis and I was lying on the bed thinking "I'm really tired.I should sleep.But I really want to read my new book.But I'm sooooo tired...But my new book's so interesting.Maybe I'll see what's on TV.But my eyes are drooping...But I want to read my book.....TV...book...sleep"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it struck me that it'll be like that every day for the next 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm up now at 12.15am using the comp &lt;i&gt;with permission from my mum&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30;color:red;"&gt;HOLIDAYS PWN &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S OFFICIALLY NOVEMBER 2007 :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-667226896775248240?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/667226896775248240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=667226896775248240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/667226896775248240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/667226896775248240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#667226896775248240' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-8990270787024370681</id><published>2007-10-30T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T03:31:22.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holidays have got me thinking...That's what happens when you've got too much time on your hands.Brain can't stop working overtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.I've graduated from secondary school.3 years ago I couldn't imagine turning 16 and now I can't imagine turning 18.I've never managed to imagine turning 16 actually.And I don't feel 16 at all.The supposedly sweet birthday came and went and like every year,I'm left wondering if the year that just passed had been worth living.What have I done?Am I wasting my youth away? Youth and childhood are such funny things.You never feel it when you're going through it,but when you're past it you look back and hate yourself for having been so oblivious to that once in a lifetime chance to dream and hope and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my childhood so much.Nowadays I find myself yearning to return to the time when I was 3.That's when you start opening your eyes and heart to the world around you,and you start asking incessant questions and think that you can buy a dog from God for $1.I don't think I'm missing the innocence.I wasn't unaware of sex and such.But I miss...the curiousity.The wonder.How everything seemed so magical,be it dust particles illuminated by the evening Sun or the thin,wispy steam that rises from hot water and then disappears.Back then,everything was &lt;i&gt;magic&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's this movie "Thief Lord" that got me thinking.It's about this motley group of orphans lead by this kid called the Thief Lord and their adventures in Venice.And as if Venice isn't enough of a fantasy land in itself,they have to add in all this magic and dangerous escapades.So this movie really stuck.Because there's so much wonder in the child,Bo,and I see so much of my 6 year old self in him.And now I realise how much I want to go back to that time when I heard music in the wind and whispers in the waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course that's all fantasy and pointless dreaming.But what I have now is my youth.My teenage years.And I'm trying so hard not to lose that sense of wonder and excitement,and to &lt;b&gt;live&lt;/b&gt;.To really live and let go and not worry about who is saying what and why.I don't want to look back when I'm 30 and regret that I sauqndered the two most important periods of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-8990270787024370681?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8990270787024370681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=8990270787024370681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/8990270787024370681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/8990270787024370681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#8990270787024370681' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-8328122582751686600</id><published>2007-10-29T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T21:08:12.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okok.I'm supposed to have posted the pics I took on the last day of school but there's a @#^%@$^ 113 of them.So I'm just gonna pass them on to the pro verashaw and she'll upload the ones she wants :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.School's out.Course there's still HCL Os but it's not really important I guess.And seriously,the A level chinese paper is waaaaayy easier than the O level higher chinese paper so we're just wasting our time.They've got 2 li jie wen da passages of which only 2 of the questios asked are actual li jie wen da questions.The rest are some mcq crap and stuff.And the passages are from their textbook so you can roughly guess what to study.And their chang wen suo duan is only 10 marks!!! :@ Remind me again why I'm slogging my butt off for this exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the holidays :D My mum insisted on waking me up at 7.30 cause she's one of those "zao shui zao qi shen ti hao" people.But when she started watching her korean videos I went back to bed :) I suppose it'll get boring after a while but for now,it's &lt;b&gt;FANTASTIC&lt;/b&gt;! :D NO SCHOOL FOR THE NEXT 2.5 MONTHS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-8328122582751686600?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8328122582751686600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=8328122582751686600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/8328122582751686600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/8328122582751686600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#8328122582751686600' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-6272422317204326271</id><published>2007-10-24T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T05:05:50.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;I'm ponning tomorrow~~!!!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean *cough* *cough*.I am soooo sick.*sniffles*.caught a flu and a sore throat from leeqi.so i cant go to school tomorrow &lt;strike&gt; :) &lt;/strike&gt; :( don't mean to abandon the floorball team but er...heheh...you know...you gotta do what you wanna do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-6272422317204326271?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6272422317204326271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=6272422317204326271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/6272422317204326271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/6272422317204326271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#6272422317204326271' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-8505920076508253122</id><published>2007-10-21T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T03:50:21.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1)Vanda Ho Ho Ho&lt;br /&gt;2)Vera&lt;br /&gt;3)Wee Jiamin&lt;br /&gt;4)Ann ann aka xiao ji&lt;br /&gt;5)Leeqi&lt;br /&gt;6)Miao&lt;br /&gt;7)Char&lt;br /&gt;8)Eileen&lt;br /&gt;9)Lingying&lt;br /&gt;10)Yixiao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is no.6 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;huh?miao?...DCT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is no.9 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if no.7 and no.10 are together will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;CHAR? AND YIXIAO? @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is no.2 studying?&lt;br /&gt;triple science.hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when is the last time you had a chat with no.3?&lt;br /&gt;grad night.after she completely dao-ed me and i had to run around the school looking for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wha kind of music does no.8 like?&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea.she used to like britney though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does no.1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;3 brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you woo no.3?&lt;br /&gt;as far as i know she's taken...and her bf's pretty big looking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about no.7?&lt;br /&gt;absolutely no comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is no.4 single?&lt;br /&gt;No!she has chen :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the surname of no.5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;LEE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the hobby of no.4?&lt;br /&gt;tennis,folding her sleeves,oh yeah...&lt;b&gt;BRIDGE&lt;/b&gt;du gui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do no.5 and no.9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;erm.i think it's a cat-and-mouse relationship if you get my drift...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is no.2 studying now?&lt;br /&gt;NYGH 408'07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say something casual about no.1&lt;br /&gt;YO HO HO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you tried developing feelings for no.8?&lt;br /&gt;i would if i were the right sex.she's pretty,and smart,and responsible,and dedicated,and she dances,and she's...i dont know.model student or something?what's not to like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where does no.9 live?&lt;br /&gt;boarding school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what colour does no.4 like?&lt;br /&gt;...no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are no.5 and no.1 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.well.i know leeqi likes vanda for "huggies".not sure if the feeling's mutual though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does no.7 like no.2?&lt;br /&gt;i guess.in a friendly kind of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did you get to know no.2?&lt;br /&gt;same class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does no.1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;no.who needs pets when you've got 3 brothers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-8505920076508253122?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8505920076508253122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=8505920076508253122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/8505920076508253122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/8505920076508253122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#8505920076508253122' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-2880593858460855558</id><published>2007-10-21T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T03:29:15.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my fish is dying!!!noooo!!!!my poor little jack ennis :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;he's swimming kinda lopsided and his swimbladder/belly is really bloated and he's not eating.it also doesnt help that he's not really swimming.i think he's got a swimbladder disorder or a bacterial infection.nooooo... :( ive had him for almost 2 years now and that's saying something considering some people's fighting fish can die within a week of purchase *cough*pammiechia*cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/IMG_0769.jpg" img height="200" img width="300" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Newly Bought Jack Ennis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough ranting about fishes.going to hk at the end of the year.er.cant say im too happy cos hong kong just means endless,mindless shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey just realised hcl Os are on a wednesday.let's go ice skating after that :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-2880593858460855558?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2880593858460855558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm caring about my blog again.yay me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh.Graduated last night.Don't really feel much though.No melancholy or anything.Mostly because the ceremony was such a bore.The only highlight was when i walked away from the podium after the speech and realised i'd left my cert holder there.ohwell.got it from ms sab afterwards.turns out cherone left hers behind too.and after the ceremony mum came to fetch me and she wasnt very happy when i told her i got A for everything except IH and chinese which i got B3 for.I know it's not very good but hello it's the best ive ever done.At least say you did well or something.Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;machi got 4 pts for prelims :) but that means she's going to rj :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.hwa chong next year.the only thing im looking forward to is hp and that's &lt;i&gt;if&lt;/i&gt; i get in.but considering my results are terribly average (my msg's about 1.74) plus my B in IH and people like jacqueline chan who got A1 for almost every subject is applying,i dont think there's much hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumbledore is gay.check it out &lt;a href="http://entertainment.msn.com/news/article.aspx?news=280348&amp;gt1=10450"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.one more reason for the christians to hate potter.go rowling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions that have been bugging me:&lt;br /&gt;1)why do we sometimes shiver when we urinate? (I've actually been wondering about this for several years now.I even sent it in to Reader's Digest's Facts of Life section but they never published it.Assholes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Why do roaches die belly up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all answers or speculations welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-5347755856651920096?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5347755856651920096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=5347755856651920096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/5347755856651920096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/5347755856651920096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#5347755856651920096' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-8995338649032839035</id><published>2007-09-04T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T12:15:00.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[x] I know how to make a pot ofcoffee&lt;br /&gt;[x] I keep track of dates using a calender.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own more than one credit card.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I know how to change the oil in a car.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know how to do my own laundry.sort of?i dunno.never tried.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I vote every election.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can cook for myself.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I think politics is exciting.some at least.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I balance my checkbook.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My parents have better things to say than my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Total:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I show up for school/college/workevery day early.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I always carry a pen in mypocket/purse.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've never gotten a detention.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have never smoked a cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have never gotten completely trashed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have forgotten my own birthday at least once.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like to take walks by myself&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've watched talk shows.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know what 'credibility' means without looking it up.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I drink coffee at least once a week.&lt;br /&gt;Total:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know how to do the dishes&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can count 1 to 10 in another language.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] When I say I'm going to do something I do it.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My parents trust me.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can mow the lawn.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can make adults laugh without being stupid.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I remember to water the plants.&lt;br /&gt;[&gt;] I study when I have to.haha.in a way.it gets a half cross.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I pay attention at school/college.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I remember to feed my pets.&lt;br /&gt;Total:6.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can spell 'experience' without looking it up&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I work out on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I clean up my own mess&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The people at Starbucks know me byname.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My favorite kind of food is takeout.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have gained weight since middle/high school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The first thing I do when I wake up is get caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can go to the store without getting something I don't need.&lt;br /&gt;[&gt;] I understand political jokes the first time they are said.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can type quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Total:4.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ]I have realized that the weatherforecast changes every hour.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My only friends are from my place of employment.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been to a tupperware party&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have realized that no one will take you seriously unless you are over the age of 25 and have a job.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have more bills than I can pay.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] All my friends are older than I am.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can say no to staying out all night.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I use the internet every day.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My wardrobe hasn't changed in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;[x ] I can read a book and actually finish it.&lt;br /&gt;Total:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total=age you will get married.and the answer is...26.that's a bit young isnt it.&lt;br /&gt;stupid quiz.makes me feel inadequate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-8995338649032839035?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661713.post-1993773367207677363</id><published>2007-08-29T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T03:06:10.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah.havent blogged for so long im almost afraid to come here and see my blog in its full,decaying glory.but it's sill ok i suppose.least some people still tagged.gives it some semblance of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing nyaa.shitty stuff.i think it's a waste of time but at least im almost done.shirlene tieh'll be after my blood if i dont give it in by friday.and ive still go to do zheng's ying yong wen and bao zhang compo.and er.physics toy which i have no &lt;b&gt;F@$%ING&lt;/b&gt; idea how to solder.in other words,ive got my work cut out for me.and eoys are drawing nearer than ever.im so depressed i could almost pass for american.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.before i log off to pull my life out of the rut it's in,did you know that eating one bag of lay's sour cream and onion makes you wanna shit and eating one bag of lay's barbeque chips makes you wanna hurl? at least it works that way for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there.im officially not in the right state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I want my Prozac!I need it you moron,I'm legally depressed!."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-1993773367207677363?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1993773367207677363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=1993773367207677363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1993773367207677363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1993773367207677363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#1993773367207677363' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-3968216107973577412</id><published>2007-08-02T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T08:06:24.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn.havent updated for such a long time.mostly because ive been deprived of comp time by my mum who's still a tiny bit upset about my quitting jap,and who is convinced that im a hopeless case for the eoys.she seriously thinks im going to &lt;i&gt;die&lt;/i&gt; for the eoys.cant-pass-a-single-subject kind of die.i know i dont set myself up as good student but &lt;i&gt;sheez&lt;/i&gt; man.give me more credit than that.i'll be smart when i have to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yes.the question that will bug &lt;strike&gt;me&lt;/strike&gt; you for all eternity.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IN ABE'S GREEN TEA,MITSUBISHI ENGINES AND KINOKUNIYA MANGAS MADE ME QUIT JAP???&lt;br /&gt;because i suck.plain and simple.and that is the one subject i am confident of failing.absolutely no hope for it.none.zilch.nada.and it would seriously kill my average.so.there.call me a quitter (and i have been) but at least i know when to pull out.it's not a matter of having been studying it for 4 years and "giving it up".i never saw the end of sec 4 as the "end".the studying of a language takes more than 4 years of classes and tests.just because i've stopped, doesnt mean i've &lt;i&gt;stopped&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.it's late.better stop.mum's not feeling too hot about me being on the comp now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-3968216107973577412?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3968216107973577412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=3968216107973577412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/3968216107973577412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/3968216107973577412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#3968216107973577412' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-6273141248508858456</id><published>2007-07-20T18:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T03:25:50.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okok got an idea for the teacher's day thingum.been listening to high school never ends for 2 hours straight to get inspiration.not going to put the details up yet but i've got some stuff already and need a little help with some other stuffs.ok,so it's &lt;i&gt;kinda&lt;/i&gt; like the parody of teachers we get every year but it could probably be good if we pull it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok so ive got a list of teachers and who'll be acting as them.opinions and suggestions will be greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sabrina - Lisyn&lt;br /&gt;Ms Tan Yew Ling - Yehui&lt;br /&gt;Ms Yap (principal) - Vandy the Fendy the Panty&lt;br /&gt;Chen Lili - Mengyun&lt;br /&gt;Zheng Shu Ying Lao Shi - sunying&lt;br /&gt;Lin Wan Zhen Lao Shi - xuhao&lt;br /&gt;Zhuo Jing Fen Lao Shi - danhong&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Toh - duwei&lt;br /&gt;Calvin Lee - jiasin&lt;br /&gt;Shirlene Tieh - jeanne&lt;br /&gt;Matthew Lim - Vera&lt;br /&gt;Paul Tan - ???&lt;br /&gt;Mark Shone - ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now im having trouble casting those last 2.a little help will be nice :) just leave a tag.tag too if you have a suggestion for a teacher to be added because i havent been taught by every teacher in the school and dont know all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupyup.that's all.&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-7661713.post-6225642103446522846</id><published>2007-07-20T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T01:37:26.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hairspray got 5 stars on MSN :D it's coming out on 23 august.go watch it in theatres :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got alot to work on this weekend.an essay that for westvik that's 4 weeks late,an essay for westvik that will be 2 days late on monday,an essay for westvik...naw not that many.just 2.and chem worksheet,chinese li jie,prep for chem test,math worksheet.some tuition work and the script for teacher's day.really dont know what to write.i think just copying some teacher's weird characteristics and putting it on stage is so overdone.im quite inspired by bowling for soup's high school never ends.maybe i'll do a little something with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.got to do the physics toy too.crap.how the hell am i supposed to connect 2 sets of parallel circuits with 3 bulbs with scotchtape.give me some solder at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-6225642103446522846?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6225642103446522846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=6225642103446522846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/6225642103446522846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/6225642103446522846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#6225642103446522846' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-9096644518261741406</id><published>2007-07-15T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T00:36:20.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man i totally cut school last week.ok,it's not really cutting school,but my aunt passed away and we were at her funeral every night so i told my mum i was too tired to go.i seem to be facing a lot of death this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my cousins and my sis and i went to watch harry potter on thursday.it was...i dunno.impressive,but not very engaging.there's not much of a plot to carry the movie through and it didnt feel like they were at hogwarts at all.too much into too little.but considering it came from the worst book of the lot,it's ok.but i didnt like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yes.i must thank vera for the nice dedication on her blog.how sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin from toronto's here for 3 weeks and that totally rocks my socks :) went out with her and bought 3 fantastic old movies that,considering their cultural and intellectual worth,were going at ridiculously cheap prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll be going back to school tomorrow.dang it.right smack into all the tests.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-9096644518261741406?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661713.post-6493878542370206105</id><published>2007-07-11T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T15:03:39.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im at the rented apartment now.my computer has finally been fixed and hooked up,so life is good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this rented apartment's really nice.i feel so at home.it's supposd to be smaller than my old house,but it feels bigger.and the hall's quite long in a sense,enough to kick a football around so it's pretty fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin just flew in from toronto yesterday at 1am and we're going to watch harry potter together today :D WE PWN SNEAK PREVIEWS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-6493878542370206105?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6493878542370206105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=6493878542370206105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/6493878542370206105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/6493878542370206105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#6493878542370206105' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-3672650327273664802</id><published>2007-07-06T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T03:23:27.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yingx: yeah yeah...i only decided to after i read your blog...so im doing this for you.feel honoured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jac: im related to rebecca cheong too by the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eun: hi eun! :D it's been a long time :) miss you loads.you still go on friday nights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sera: yup we sold the house at holland.new house's at thomson.rented house's at nathan rd.you'll get an invitation to the housewarming :) yup...didnt go for math...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall now be blogging at ever more irregular intervals because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) my com (the one in my room) is completely wasted.yehui gave me a thumb drive that has some blaster worm virus in it or something and my comp cant stop resetting itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) have to call comp guy to fix above problem.but because we're busy with the moving,my mum says she'll only ask him to come on monday.I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT MY COMP FOR SO LONG.... 0_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)as my mum said, we're busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now the piano's gone, most of the movable shelves and trinkets are gone, and the big embarassing family picture's gone as well.moving's a scary thing.you find and lose so many things at the same time, and it makes you unearth alot of skeletons that you might or might not have been aware of.movers coming on sunday to take all the other big stuff.fridge and dishwasher and stuff.moving some of my clothes and books over tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funfair was tiring.i personally think this year's funfair wasnt as fun as ones of yesteryears.there werent enough game stalls.everywhere was just food food food and useless jewellery and thingys that you chuck at the back of your closet or throw away when you move.but at least we made MA-NEH $$$ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tired.we're having pizza tonight.i like the rented house.the piano is placed at this warmly lit corner next to the window at the end of the hall so when you're playing and the sun comes shining in you sorta get this mellowish-yellow illumination and you feel like one of those rich,brooding, deep thinking male leads from korean serials, all of whom play the piano and carry the female leads on their backs.im digressing.i have no idea what im talking about.but as i said, im tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-3672650327273664802?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661713.post-4799900589107024086</id><published>2007-07-01T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T01:54:02.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm having been blogging since...a very long time.it's because *confession* &lt;i&gt;i've been re-addicted to neopets.&lt;/i&gt;ARGH.even &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; cant believe it.i stopped playing that when i was in...P5 i think.my brain has degenerated.it's embarassing even.but the capitalist in me wont let me stop,especially when ive been making a killing with restocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to my cousin's wedding dinner last night,and found that through some sort of complicated weaving of marriages,im related to vanessa from 409.haha.and it just struck me that we met many many years ago one afternoon at our mutual aunt's house and spent the whole day playing together.i still remember being very pissed off cos she had this kid's laptop with a spelling game and i didnt know how to spell "scissors" and she did.hahaha.in the morning,at the church wedding,i told my sister that i didnt like weddings much cos you never know you might meet someone you know and find out you're related and...oh well.shouldnt have said so much.not that being related to vanessa's bad of course.she a nice person :) it's just very freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...starting the moce to the rented apartment tomorrow.the new house at thompson will only be ready by dec or jan so we''ve rented another apartment for the time being.i cant believe im moving out of the house i grew up in.ohwell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-4799900589107024086?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661713.post-3589055876583145159</id><published>2007-06-18T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T01:18:06.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to watch ocean's 13 today.i know it's a bit late but i didnt really want to watch it.just got dragged there by my parents but i must say i quite like it after hearing all the negative reviews from newspapers and friends.it's much better than the second one,that's for sure.but i suppose it wont make sense to you if you're not the kind to follow dialogue.and of course the plot's ridiculous if you want to think about the niggling details but hey,there's al pacino,brad pitt and george clooney.so it's not a bad movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3.YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY"YOU SAY ?: lose yourself - eminem&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOURPERSONALITY?: she's the only one - bread and david gates&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?: tong hua - guang liang&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?: the lion sleeps tonight&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?: this is where i belong - bryan adams&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?: catch your wave - clock five&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?: NUMA NUMA - o-zone&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?: blame it on the boogie - jackson 5&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?: what ive been looking for  - high schol musical&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BESTIES?: black or white - michael jackson&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?: the reason - hoobastank&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROWUP?: now and forever - richard marx&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?: rainbow connection - the carpernters&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?: i got you - nick carter&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?: perfect - simple plan&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?: lost without your love - bread and david gates&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?: crazy little thing called love - queen&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SONG WILL BE THE SUBJECT WHEN YOU POST?: reach higher - gloria estefan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-3589055876583145159?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3589055876583145159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is &lt;i&gt;such&lt;/i&gt; a gorgeous day.the sun is shining in onto my bed and brightening up the whole room.there's a little breeze going on outside and it's just such a lovely lovely day :)&lt;br /&gt;im so having the biggest uk hangover ever right now.i didnt sleep till 2.30 the previous night cos i was listening to Wicked songs on youtube and putting up my uk pins and unpacking everything i bought.i miss uk so much.i miss the loveliness and serenity of lake district,i miss the feeling of awe and wonder for stratford,i miss the air of wisdom that permeates cambridge and i miss the sights and smells of london.but what i really miss is the weather and the &lt;i&gt;people&lt;/i&gt;.the people there are so friendly and beautiful.i know it's cliche and sort of self deprecating but the people there seriously look so much better than asians.or so i think.i dont know.they just ooze something...different.unique.beautiful.i should stop before i turn into some sort of white supremacist,self-hating chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont have any pictures cos i didnt bring a camera but i'll try to get yehui's and post them here since she has conveniently abandoned her blog.i'll post a more detailed account of the trip later when im in the mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-7671007478606294120?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7671007478606294120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=7671007478606294120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/7671007478606294120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/7671007478606294120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#7671007478606294120' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-5408877084427731591</id><published>2007-05-28T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T19:13:32.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's tuesday.finally.ive been waiting for this day for months.now i can start to countdown the hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so for those not in the know,i'll be leaving for uk at midnight tonight and will be back on the 8th.i accept all requests for london goods at a very small baggage handling fee :) contact me personally for details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er.i dont think there's anything else to say.i'll save the talking for after the trip.but for those who will so miss me over the course of the next week or so,and for the sake of my own overblown ego,i leave you with this super zai,uber cool picture yehui took of me after lifeskill's camp :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/CIMG1851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/CIMG1851.jpg" height="450" width="350"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-5408877084427731591?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5408877084427731591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=5408877084427731591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/5408877084427731591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/5408877084427731591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#5408877084427731591' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-5547365579202918348</id><published>2007-05-25T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T05:11:06.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant believe today was the last day of the term.didnt feel like it at all.no fervent goodbyes,no happy-holidays-see-you-soon-i'll-miss-yous.i couldnt be in a less june hols mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose im too tired.im feeling very drained physically and emotionally.partly from the sabats.but im feeling a strange sense of satisfaction and acheivement after not ponning this week of advanced bio lessons.i actually managed to learn something.i thought i wouldnt survive the next 5 days after monday's lesson but i stuck it out and now im starting to find bio...dare i say it...fun?somewhat.i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the uk trip's killing me man.it's seriously killing me.and now with nothing to keep my mind off it,i dot think i'll live through the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling crazy right now and i wish i could type sense and get my feelings in check but it's not really working.so er.fuck.i dont know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-5547365579202918348?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5547365579202918348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=5547365579202918348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/5547365579202918348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/5547365579202918348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#5547365579202918348' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-1089904662994624542</id><published>2007-05-23T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T03:19:08.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okok i take back what i said about sabats yesterday.today's sabats was really fun :) mainly because vanda ho was totally pwning all the bio questions and our group managed to get from last place to first.but the murder thing was pretty fun too.so csi-ish without the crappy forensic science cliches :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should probably get started on holiday homework seeing as i'll be away for slightly more than a week.bah.the holiday hasnt even started and im thinking about how to spend it on work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired.i want to watch a movie.i think i'll go and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLAKE FOR IDOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/limpeh666/normal_hq004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~2 more days till school's out! 6 more days to uk!~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-1089904662994624542?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1089904662994624542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661713.post-6240209229461732186</id><published>2007-05-22T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T03:26:38.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arrr.havent been blogging.sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabats sucks man.it totally sucks.what &lt;i&gt;advanced life science??!&lt;/i&gt;if i wanted to know all this, i would have &lt;i&gt;taken&lt;/i&gt; bio.but obviously i didnt.so stop pumping me with useless information about peptose-propase-retroviruspolypeptide.ARGH.i spend 50% of the pretending to look interested while my mind drifts and 40% of the time checking the clock at 5 minute intervals.the rest of the time...well...i actually listen.but 3 solid minutes of listening usually results in me entering a semi-comatose state where i smile blankly and seemingly enthusiastically at the teacher.if not for vanda and yehui i would seriously pon school for the rest of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new house is only gonna be done in january cos the contractor is a fat lazy slob.that sucks.i wanted to have a sleepover during the dec hols :( meanwhile,im thumbing through catalogues filled with different models of toiletbowls,showerheads and similar sanitary fittings.it's pretty fun actually.moved into my current abode when i was one so i never really got to design my own room.hmmm.they've got toiletbowls that look like sinks and sinks that look like toiletbowls...interesting experionce it'll be for the fellow who mixes them up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive started packing for uk! :D i got my luggage out and put in the tops,sweater,jacket and a coupla pants.dad went to change money for me too.erm.dont think i'll disclose how much he gave me but it's more than i'd ever ask for and im really really touched.makes me all soft and gooey inside when my dad's so sweet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;~3 more days till school's out! 7 more days to uk!~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-6240209229461732186?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6240209229461732186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=6240209229461732186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/6240209229461732186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/6240209229461732186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6240209229461732186' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-2470706467460350220</id><published>2007-05-15T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T07:10:07.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gave back the laptops today :( ive actualy gotten really attatched to that little black rectangle.it's seriously handy during LA and IH.haiz.im gonna miss it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im through with probability.stupid topic's pissing me off.and to think i used to like it.grumble grumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;char's going to china in 3 days :( i want char and van van to go to uk with me.I WANT &lt;b&gt;CHAR&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;VAN VAN&lt;/b&gt; :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this little post has 3 sad faces and one crying face.i must be feeling really sad.michael buble's not making it any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is so disjointed.2 days to debate.er.no last words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-2470706467460350220?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2470706467460350220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=2470706467460350220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/2470706467460350220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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jiaying :) hah.and we did it a day before the deadline.jac and i are the kings of procrastination.we seriously rock at this kinda stuff.i even dreamt we did well 2 weeks ago :) westvik just informed us of another assignment we have to do over the june hols cause,considering the highest mark's 71%,some people obviously didnt do very well.it was actually an optional assignment but some peeps have got to salvage their sia mark so we're all roped in on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile,things arent going so well for LA,jap and debate comp.firstly,cant churn out shit for the temasek essay comp so mrs seah asked me to redo another self initiated piece and sucks to those who think im going to attempt an expository piece.could tell she was disappointed though.but im suffering from a really serious case of writer's block.one more week of this crap and im running headfirst into a wall.and LA portfolio due on thurs and i cant find 2/3 of all the stuff we're supposed to put in.blessed are the meek but cursed are the untidy.no one ever empathises with the individuals who have learned to live in harmony with chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jap.oh god jap.today's lesson was HORRIBLE.we had listening and i only got 1 out of 3 questions right.i couldnt understand 99% of what the stupid woman was saying.it sounded like "oishiikawaiifujitsutoyota.sahimisashimisushi.&lt;br /&gt;chawanmushisonyplaystationiwojima.watashiwabaka&lt;b&gt;bakaBAKA&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;it was absolutely terrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and debate.HAH.i almost feel like laughing when i say that word.i wont even call it a competition.it's more like a beat-up-408-free-for-all fight club.come watch us on thursday! i promise there'll be blood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-5800702941488630649?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5800702941488630649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=5800702941488630649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/5800702941488630649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/5800702941488630649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#5800702941488630649' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-3486729760203860727</id><published>2007-05-12T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T07:19:54.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised that the uk trip isnt that far off...it's just 2 diary pages &lt;strike&gt;and the f***ed up debate competition&lt;/strike&gt; away...dont know if i should start packing cause that means having to haul the suitcase dowm from the cupboard and standing it in a corner of my room as a daily reminder of the trip.but i probably should start...need to dig up all the jackets and socks and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone know if emirates is any good?like the inflight entertainment and stuff.if the entertainment's crap then ive gotta start planning what i'll be up to during the 13 hour flight.i'll probably sit beside mrs seah and whistle "it's a small world" ad infinitum.or i'll sing high school musical songs off key to huihui :D i cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dropped by the new house at thompson today.we're getting started on the renovations after the old guy and his wife finally moved out.they were taking forever man.we got it in jan and they just moved out cos the guy's wife was very anal about staying there till after cny and qingming.but i cant blame them i guess.they've lived there for 60 years.it's a colonial era house or something like that.i didnt realise how big it was till i walked round the back today.but we're extending the walls so i dont think there'll be much space around the house after that.my only grouse is that my sis is getting the room at the front of the house &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; it's bigger &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; it has a balcony.but im not complaining.much.cos my new room really is way bigger than my current one so im trying to be thankful and contented.i think.i'll have a sleepover when it's completed :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-3486729760203860727?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3486729760203860727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=3486729760203860727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/3486729760203860727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/3486729760203860727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3486729760203860727' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-1544994182454378562</id><published>2007-05-12T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T00:12:53.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ann ann,vanda,char and huihui came over last night to discuss the debate thingy.we did.a little.we kinda had a mini debate but then we realised how incompetent and inept we were and gave up in the end :) we're probably gonna lose i think.but last night was fantastic.it's the kind of night that'll last forever.we were all just sitting there and talking late into the night and it didnt seem like it'd end even though we all knew it would and didnt want it to.i wouldnt give up last night for winning the debate comp or for a million bucks ever :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight&lt;br /&gt;Lead me out on the moonlit floor&lt;br /&gt;Lift your open hand&lt;br /&gt;Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance&lt;br /&gt;Silver moon's sparkling&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-1544994182454378562?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1544994182454378562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=1544994182454378562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1544994182454378562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1544994182454378562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1544994182454378562' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-1067359534585939418</id><published>2007-05-09T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T05:20:20.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>debate comp's crap.got some pissifying topic about women in politics.the environment,i dont mind.nature of man,i dont mind.but &lt;i&gt;women?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;politics?!&lt;/i&gt;god.i hate discussing women's rights and politics.and we just had to get that one.god.gotta brace myself for a numbing amount of boring research.i should let yehui take my place.she'll be &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; excited.&lt;i&gt;feminist.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for the uk trip :D yehui and i cant stop discussing it in school.i bet we're gonna get a serious hangover when we get back.3 more weeks.just need to endure 3 more weeks of school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-1067359534585939418?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1067359534585939418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh god im suffering from writer's block.it's been going on for quite a long while,but i never realised the severity of it.i used to be able to pick up a pen and write whatever i want,whenever i want but nowadays nothing's coming out.ive got so many thought flowing through my mind and a blank piece of paper in front of me but i cant write &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt;.i feel so disgusted by myself.all my puerile attempts at writing anything substantial results in childish,irrational nonsense.nothing i write makes sense.nothing i write flows.the words dont fit.everything's just &lt;b&gt;shit&lt;/b&gt;.DAMMIT ALL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-7081384734703282334?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661713.post-4146461092259972880</id><published>2007-05-07T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T02:52:42.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got scolded by &lt;i&gt;my dear mother&lt;/i&gt; for getting an A2 for math instead of an A1.woopdedoo.im not really satisfied with it being an A2 either cos i really thought i could get above 40 this time.i thought i'd finally got it.this was the one.but evidently this isnt hollywood.still,she didnt have to rub it in.i know my life's gonna be so fucking wasted cos i didnt get an A1 for a math test i took on the 2nd of may 2007 when i was 16 years old.im gonna bum around and sell crack in the ghettos of cairo when i get kicked out of school,be put into a maximum security prison for mass murder and get shot trying to escape from myself.or maybe i should just stick my hands palms up in a meat slicer.that'll do myself and the world some good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-4146461092259972880?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4146461092259972880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=4146461092259972880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/4146461092259972880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/4146461092259972880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4146461092259972880' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-6546012118006275525</id><published>2007-05-06T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T01:53:28.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is such a beautiful day :) went to watch spiderman 3 and when we came out of the theatre the sun was shining bright and the wind was picking up and it was absolutely gorgeous.my sis's supposed to walk the dog later but i think i'll join her.it's too good a day to miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in such a good mood.i think it's because now that all the tests and exams are over, there's nothing standing between me and the uk trip :D i feel like packing even though it's still about 3 weeks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's good to be young.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-6546012118006275525?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6546012118006275525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=6546012118006275525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/6546012118006275525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/6546012118006275525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6546012118006275525' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-4549586517838005066</id><published>2007-05-05T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T23:47:30.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>didnt watch spiderman 3 afterall.we didnt book tickets and being a friday night, all the timeslots were full.ah heck.i'll watch it with my family.but char bought me a sushi dinner :) then we kinda walked to heeren and did nothing then we met yehui at far east and spent the rest of the night there.char got me a shirt and yehui got like...i dunno 10 pairs of shoes or something.went back at 10+.ive actually never been out so late with friends before.oh well.but it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling really thoughful yesterday cos i sort of found out who my true friends are.and it made me feel worse than finding out who the fakers and haters are cos i realised that i had been taking all these fantastic people for granted.i dont really bother about who hates me or whatever though im sure there's quite alot of people out there who want to shove a pie in my face.but it's when i forget to count the people who really care in my list of blessings that makes me feel so ungrateful.so.in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angela,mengyun,char,huihui,vanda,sicheng,sera,eunice,lingying,zeena tan,jac,jiamin,machi,miao,yingx,yangx,shiru,fausty,jiaying,irene canmon han,eileen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys so so much and i just realised how wonderful it is to have all of you in my life.im sorry if im blunt or unconcerned or distant sometimes.it doesnt mean you arent anything to me.no matter how long you have been or how long you'll be in my life,you've made a difference.you guys are my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.so mushy.but it's all true :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-4549586517838005066?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4549586517838005066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=4549586517838005066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/4549586517838005066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/4549586517838005066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4549586517838005066' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-193734007354159511</id><published>2007-05-04T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T19:22:02.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just had chinese compo mid-year exams.dont really see the point of it though.it's only 4% of our overall mark.chinese paper 2 in 45 mins time.hand's kinda tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt watch the bon jovi american idol cos i didnt know it was bon jovi.would have watched if i knew.but char pulled me to watch blake sing you give love a bad name on youtube.i thought it was pretty nice and cool.but then i heard the original and i dont really like it that much anymore.but it's still pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out with char and yehui later.char wants to get me a shirt for my birthday present and since her dear zach took the shirt meant for me,we're going out to get one today :) and we're going to watch spiderman 3 :) yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-193734007354159511?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/193734007354159511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=193734007354159511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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EVER&lt;/strong&gt; today.i cant believe i just said that.but it was fantastic.i actually had time to &lt;em&gt;check.&lt;/em&gt; i thought it was really easy and totally unexpected from ong yen chin.but im not complaining.if i dont get above 40 for this test i wont get it for any other math test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im playing some pseudo-romeo for LA oral presentation so im trying to emote &lt;em&gt;lurve.&lt;/em&gt;cant though.asked weejiamin the most experienced and emotional woman i know what it feels like to be in love.she promised to write me an essay on that in french class but after that she said she couldnt.oh well.so im kinda floundering on my own now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i still should go do some work.fels unnatural not to do any on a weekday.physics maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-1367291739160954151?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7661713.post-7974600781940402487</id><published>2007-05-02T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T14:42:28.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the &lt;i&gt;rine&lt;/i&gt; is falling on the &lt;i&gt;pline&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;agine&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.ok whatever.but it &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; raining!another morning where i didnt have to walk my dog.this is getting to be a habit...but who can blame me? who wants to walk around in the chilly morning with something that's only interested in peeing to it's heart's content?it's so much nicer to lie in bed and dream about dragons and faraway lands and extra sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-7974600781940402487?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7974600781940402487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=7974600781940402487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/7974600781940402487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/7974600781940402487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7974600781940402487' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-7056654786155163766</id><published>2007-05-01T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T21:13:14.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im supposed to ne studying math.and bathing.and switching off the computer.but im not.haha.im &lt;i&gt;blogging&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's combined sports meet was super high!!! :D ive never been so high at csms before but then you know how jasmine went on about passivity of our school spirit during our contact time with the principal and i realised that i &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; spent the last 3 years of my life loving nanyang but not bothering so show it.and what's the point of that?!&lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt;.i spent the whole of yesterday running around and cheering my heart out and waving the Nanyang flag like there's no tomorrow.and i had fun.it's so much better than just vegetating in the stands and complaining that the whole thing's a bore and it's hot and humid.so i had a really good time yesterday :) especially the teacher's relay race!i was really looking forward to that one cos mr shone was in it.so even before it began i was screaming and yelling and running and cheering and jumping and the finishing line was flanked with nanyang girls and when mr shone crossed the finishing line first we just exploded.it was &lt;b&gt;fantastic&lt;/b&gt;.when the first runners started everyone was screaming and by the last leg i was practically frothing at the mouth.to give you an impression of what i was like :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;GONANYANGGOGOOOOOO&lt;/B&gt;*chokes and splutters*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;GONANYANGNANYANG&lt;U&gt;MRSHONEMRSHONE&lt;/U&gt;GOGOGO&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH&lt;/b&gt;*cough*cough*&lt;b&gt;AHHHHHRUUUUUUUUUNNNNN&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.so i was really tied at the end of the day.and what's with waving the flag and all.i wanted to stop but this photographer was taking pictures for the coffee table book and when i tried to walk away he asked mt to go back.it felt like i was kayaking after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sports day went for lunch with ann ann,lua lua,hannie and suxiang at the hc poolside cafe.yummy :) had to buy a peace offering of chocolate hello panda for my sis cos i wore her hwachong shirts without permission :P then i went home to sleep :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-7056654786155163766?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7056654786155163766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's raining!it's raining!if this keeps up for another 30 minutes i wont have to walk the dog this morning! :D it was raining pretty hard at 3 wih thunder and lightning and all but it stopped at about 4 and i was quite upset.but now it's raining again! :D not that my dog will be too keen for a walk i think.he's been sitting up with me the whole night so i think he's pretty tired.yup he's asleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.but there's CSM later...maybe they'll postpone it.goody.need to study math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.cant believe it's finally the 30th of april.term paper due today.i can remember when jac and i kept slacking off in feb and march,thinking we still had alot of time to do it and how we requested that the deadline for the paper be 31st april :P well we fnially got it done.yesterday.it's not fantastic i think but it'll do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-1213544352276671658?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1213544352276671658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=1213544352276671658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1213544352276671658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/1213544352276671658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#1213544352276671658' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-7333657695818986171</id><published>2007-04-28T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T19:31:05.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes yes im finally blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yestrerday was a pretty surreal day.friday's usually are cos the week leaves me so zonked and im on the verge of passing out on fridays.so i kinda floated the day through.and then during last period chinese zheng made us do another li jie wen da.my energy level was near zero then so i just slumped on my desk and enjoyed the sound of my pen scratching the paper.didnt really think much.but she alows us to hand it in next monday before the sports meet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napfa after school.then went back to class to blast music and watch vanda do her li jie and yehui do her IH sbq and some other people do random stuff.and then lisyn suddenly said she was hungry and wanted to go to macs and then the whole room practically exploded with people saying "I WANT TO GO TO MACS TOO!" "GO KAP!" "GO SERENE!" "ISLAND CREAMERY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lisyn,suxiang,ann ann,vera,yuhan,yehui,vanda and i went to macs &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; island creamery.so i had macs for dinner and island creamery for dessert :D and we did alot of crazy things like mixing all the ice cream and macs sauces and coke and sprite and left over rice from my burger and i ate it :) wasnt that bad.just tastes like some sweet mixture.then vanda's mum came so she left and yehui had to go back to the boarding school and the rest went to watch the debate and i went home and was asleep by 8 o'clock :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love days like that.it makes the world seem like a beautiful place to live in again.especially the spontaneous outing.i think that's the best part about being a student.you're young,you've got friends,you've got things to do,you go out and do crazy things and even when you're not,you feel like you're the coolest people in the world :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-7333657695818986171?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7333657695818986171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=7333657695818986171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/7333657695818986171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/7333657695818986171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#7333657695818986171' title=''/><author><name>Prongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434789407318811296</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-7661713.post-678342200394703804</id><published>2007-04-24T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T07:20:57.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was about to switch off the comp and prepare for bed when i remembered i had to &lt;i&gt;blog&lt;/i&gt;.geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got started on my term paper that is due next week!!! :D it's going pretty well.was typing and typing and typing till my mum came and nagged at me to do my work and made me lose my train of thought completely and i couldnt continue.so i just filed down all the rough edges and i'll continue tomorrow.i was starting to ramble anyway.if i continue at this rate there wont be anything left for jacqueline to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when teachers say "later" when they mean "no".it's like they cant say the bloody word due to their overwhelming &lt;i&gt;tact&lt;/i&gt;.they dont want to hurt our fragile feelings...*sniff*sniff*.so they have to lie to placate us.stuff the "later" lollipop in our mouths then run like the wind.im not &lt;i&gt;five&lt;/i&gt;,i can handle the truth.i &lt;i&gt;want&lt;/i&gt; the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was that all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must sleep now.got jap tomorrow.bloody hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-678342200394703804?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/678342200394703804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=678342200394703804' title='0 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finished the math worksheet that mrs chew says we have to hand in next week.for once in my life i finished a math assignment on the day we were given it.but only because it's probability,which,as mrs chew says,is &lt;i&gt;trivial&lt;/i&gt;.stupid word that mathematicians always use.yeah,yeah,trivial indeed.and i finally did the ying yong wen that's like...coming to two weeks overdue?thankfully ive been a very good,hardworking student in zheng lao shi's class so she's not mad at me and told me to hand it in tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So.&lt;/i&gt;Still working on my power essay.going to start actually,once im done blogging.i have this feeling that im never gonna finish it...arrr.that sounds bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still cant get photograph out of my head.now there's another song playing in there as well.the "loverly" song from my fair lady.they're both so contrasting and they're playing at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;All I want is a room somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Far away from the cold night air&lt;br /&gt;With one enormous chair &lt;br /&gt;Oh wouldn't it be loverly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of chocolates for me to eat&lt;br /&gt;Lots of coal making lots of heat&lt;br /&gt;Warm face, warm hands, warm feet&lt;br /&gt;Oh wouldn't it be loverly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's head resting on my knee&lt;br /&gt;Warm and tender as she can be&lt;br /&gt;Who'd take good care of me&lt;br /&gt;Oh wouldn't it be loverly?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-3245695527454724654?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3245695527454724654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=3245695527454724654' 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nyah...neener neener neener...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.I didnt blog because I had tuition for the whole day and then at night I went to watch The Phantom of the Opera!!! :D yay.i like.the sets were really elaborate and pretty.and the chandelier was woohoo.i didnt really like this christine's rendition of think of me.i didnt really like...the breathing.i dont know how to say it.she breathed too much.or something.i dont know.but i loved the phantom.the first word that came to mind when i heard his voice was &lt;i&gt;insolent&lt;/i&gt;.and i like that about the phantom.his insolent presence,his insolent demands and his insolent love for christine.so i think his voice worked out very nicely.and of course,what's a good play without merchandising.so i got a nice pullover that i can wear to uk in june.my sis got a phantom mask necklace and a tee and i got leeqi's programme and necklace.freaking ex.i bet they wouldnt make half as much if they didnt sell these things.but i guess that's how they pay for all the props,which were really good did i mention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the theatre.i feel more inspired after stepping out of the theatre than the cinema.it's the human touch i guess.every performance is different and not just some stop and play spectacle for the masses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of inspired.im finally getting a move on my power essay which..is..due..tomorrow...*grits teeth* sorta got the first para out.god is mrs seah going to kill me for my &lt;i&gt;tardiness&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-5777874595566710405?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5777874595566710405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally managed to get a new pair of school shoes after walking around in a pair that was falling apart for the past 3 weeks.they're nike all white basketball shoes.real sweet.it's got the words "supreme" and "court" printed in an old english font on the right and left tongues of the shoes.ive actually got them on now as im typing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i just gushed about my shoes.oh god.im turning stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-286629489217950503?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/286629489217950503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=286629489217950503' title='0 Comments'/><link 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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;paragraph&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.no plural.okok.im trying.in case you havent realised,the singapore school system is alot more taxing than the canadian one.not to mention less stupid rules.spent 3 hours ging from one shopping centre to another trying to find school shoes with no more than a speck of colour on it in a size that fit me.excuse my french but it's the &lt;i&gt;fucking&lt;/i&gt; stupidest rule i've ever heard.they just cant be less anal rententive and let us wear shoes that are &gt;80% white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrrr...dead tired.when my clock rang this morning i got such a shock i sat straight up like you see in those vampire movies.made me feel a little woozy.then when i came to school this morning i fell asleep on the bench and nearly rolled off.that gave me a shock too.couldnt sleep after that.the day's lessons were pretty boring too.if it wasnt for physics at the end of the day i wouldnt have bothered to stay awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miao and some people were watching the virginia tech psycho's video today.haiz.what can i say.it's a crazy world.there's a special report by time magazine.there's this small column describing some of the victims,like what they were majoring in and stuff like that.but the one that struck me was a single sentence about one Jeremy Herbstritt.It reads "Engineering graduate student Jeremy Herbstritt was voted Most Talkative by his high school class."when i read that sentence i could almost see him sitting at the back of a classroom talking,oblivious to the teacher who has stopped teaching to stare at him.i almost chuckled because it's such a funny,ordinary classroom scene.It's the kind of thing you'd say to your partner,or children,or grandchildren on one of those lazy days perfect for remmiscing.or the kind of thing you talk about at class reunions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know back when I was in high school,I was voted most talkative by my class." or&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Jeremy,remember how you were voted most talkative in class?" or when he meets hois old teacher and he's his same old self&lt;br /&gt;"Herbstritt,I bet you've never stopped talking since you left high school."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont usually get emotional but this thing's indescribable.despicable.it's crazy.the whole thing's fucking crazy.you've got a whole page of young,beautiful people staring at you and they're all dead.now he's dead.he's finally stopped talking hasnt he.he's stopped.and yet we havent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-7388174421615984285?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7388174421615984285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was the best physics lesson ever!if we keep up this kind of discussion i'll want to go to school everyday :) but of course my mum had to spoil my good mood as mothers are wont to do when i told her about it.after i told her how mr shone talked to us about black holes and space and all that she started nagging about how knowing all this wont help me get an A in my exam and some other shit.got really pissed at her and she tried to make up by suggesting we go to island creamery but i turned her down.was really very angry with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that,today's been a pretty good day.finally got to play tennis after 2 weeks off.i think my serve's pretty good for someone who's never even learnt how to do it properly.except that i keep hitting too hard and the ball keeps going out.but tennis's getting really fun.much more fun than when i tried to pick it up 4 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mrs seah granted me an extension for the essay :D i was worrying about it the whole of last night cos it's not very healthy to receive the stare of death two days in a row.we need to do more of anthony in LA.brutus's a swell guy and all but anthony's way cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im addicted to nickelback's photograph.it irritate's the hell out of vandy the fendy the panty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-3401380681412204061?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3401380681412204061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=3401380681412204061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7661713/posts/default/3401380681412204061'/><link 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whatever would appease her.so...more work tonight.thought i could relax a bit after the physics test.but she gave me some pretty helpful essays for reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been playing with the rubik's cube these few days.messed up mine and was never able to put it back together.but sicheng can do one face and two layers so she's been teaching me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more week before math test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7661713-2598875037158619208?l=einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://einstein-lives-in-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2598875037158619208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7661713&amp;postID=2598875037158619208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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