<?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-25881172</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:47:48.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rgcodjy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-8506440865264653207</id><published>2009-03-08T01:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T01:28:37.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apSBHQQTajo/SbKssuJe1zI/AAAAAAAAAAs/NiWOgIl7R1o/s1600-h/2562_132755340441_669660441_5979565_1222874_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310496794925258546" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apSBHQQTajo/SbKssuJe1zI/AAAAAAAAAAs/NiWOgIl7R1o/s400/2562_132755340441_669660441_5979565_1222874_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_apSBHQQTajo/SbKsjgzwoAI/AAAAAAAAAAk/AMu6EcE2-hE/s1600-h/2562_132755340441_669660441_5979565_1222874_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;RGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;130&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; FOUNDERS' DAY 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Live the Legacy, haha I hope we really lived up to it :D No comparing with the kweky/janice version, but I think both versions had their entertainment value and the crust of getting the tiger to roar :DD SO I THINK IT WAS A &lt;strong&gt;GREAT PERFORMANCE ON FRIDAY&lt;/strong&gt; :DDDDD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yupyups and jiayou everyone for syf and everything else (to the ___pids, jiayou for moeco camp auditions alright! :D) HAVE A HAPPY LEARNING JOURNEY AND MARCH HOLS! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WELL DONE YAY :DDDD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♥ RGCODJY ALOT ALOT! (we all do right!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(syf rehearsal: 7 days to go, syf: 43 days!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;photo courtesy of mr desouza from facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-8506440865264653207?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/8506440865264653207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/8506440865264653207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2009/03/rgs130-founders-day-2009-live-legacy.html' title=''/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apSBHQQTajo/SbKssuJe1zI/AAAAAAAAAAs/NiWOgIl7R1o/s72-c/2562_132755340441_669660441_5979565_1222874_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-6617406012248929784</id><published>2009-01-26T19:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T19:30:44.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha yeah HAPPY NEW YEAR (again!) LET'S ALL WORK LIKE MUGGER NIU2S THIS YEAR :D ok lame lol anyway I had nothing much to do for the whole day and I was listening to this song my friend recommended and IT'S UBER COOL xD Some composition by tandun for the &lt;em&gt;youtube symphonic orchestra&lt;/em&gt; (I know you have lots of question marks all over your head now lol) but this is another rendition by HKCO and it's just as cool haha :DD Got me all addicted to it lol :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the awesomely cool video by HKCO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3QW5BW6pyY8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3QW5BW6pyY8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this by London Symphonic Orchestra: (conducted by tandun omg! *-*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tqiro1kdRlw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tqiro1kdRlw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;TANDUN IS CUTE, REALLY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Look at his feet and facial expressions haha xD yay happy happy new year! get more angbaos and donate to me! :D (I mean donate the angbao money, I don't want the red packet -.-) LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, amelia &lt;strong&gt;($_$)&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-6617406012248929784?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/6617406012248929784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/6617406012248929784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2009/01/haha-yeah-happy-new-year-again-lets-all.html' title=''/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-3814930195326820332</id><published>2009-01-25T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T23:39:05.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO FRIENDS :D&lt;br /&gt;happy CNY all of you dearies :D&lt;br /&gt;hope all of you grow fats, sleep lots, then after that when you come back to school you have lots of energy to prac for CNY! :D&lt;br /&gt;lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;wenyun and amelia and yingting (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-3814930195326820332?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/3814930195326820332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/3814930195326820332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2009/01/yo-friends-d-happy-cny-all-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-1425405560923190030</id><published>2008-12-30T19:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:29:16.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WE ARE REVAMPING HAHA :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haha getting new snare drum, vibraphone, wind chimes, suspended cymbals, susp mallets, timpani mallets, vibraphone mallets and crash stand omg *+* can't believe our luck ha! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;can't wait to roll on the new susp it sounds like OMG :DD haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-1425405560923190030?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/1425405560923190030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/1425405560923190030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-are-revamping-haha-dd-haha-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-5947777827594791800</id><published>2008-12-23T12:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T12:50:49.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS MR BEAN (PART ONE) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pWtbJ1Uf-90&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pWtbJ1Uf-90&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS MR BEAN (PART TWO) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5cjGJuDzpIY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5cjGJuDzpIY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS MR BEAN (PART THREE) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ShF6wrqvB08&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ShF6wrqvB08&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think y'all might have watched it before haha but OMG IT'S DAMN FUNNY HAHAHAHA I COULDN'T STOP LAUGHING AT THE CAROLLING SCENE AND THE TURKEY SCENE :DD Mr Bean is so kukoo haha xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-5947777827594791800?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/5947777827594791800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/5947777827594791800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-mr-bean-part-one-merry.html' title=''/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-5966010032795432322</id><published>2008-06-06T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T16:11:00.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HELLOS I'M BACK AGAIN! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanted to let all of you know that JJL yesterday was absolutely great improvement, although i was really tired during prac (: many thanks to shengnan for really helping us alot with JJL, and half-teaching us longteng :D we ought to get her something nice :D&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall stop posting here cause i feel dizzy D: whoever wants RJCO recordings please get from me! :D&lt;br /&gt;and again, let's jiayou for concert! put in all your best, and let's all sweep our audience off their feet so they'll stand up and shout ENCORE!&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;wenyun(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-5966010032795432322?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/5966010032795432322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/5966010032795432322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2008/06/hellos-im-back-again-d-just-wanted-to.html' title=''/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-589527262136705343</id><published>2008-06-02T13:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T15:39:04.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since this place is alive and kicking! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I've the most confusing scores ever (from moeco)! Haha but they are really fun, so yeah what I'm trying to say is what wenyun had kindly said in the previous post: JIAYOU FOR CONCERT &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[and wenyun, I'm NOT floating, and I can't float in air.(:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I really wanted to tell you all, that concert is really important to me, and I'm sure all of you really want to put all your best efforts down on stage. Sometimes, it is possible to get pissed because you just don't get things right, and you lose confidence. But, ohno you shouldn't think that way, or when you really think you're lousy, then yes no one can help you [i recently got this into my brain]. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the times you made me angry, confused, and many times, at a loss of what to do to you all (like daring to play feijiduring dazu hmph! :D), and many times i laughed and felt stupid being in your company because you do funny things [i'm speechless actually] like laughing loudy non-stop in a maniacal manner (ohyes i'm talking about xueling ^^), and thinking sick about almost everything (yuming ah! xD). It's been a pleasure being in rgdjy, and it'll always be fun for me. I hope it will be for you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen you efforts and how serious you took Open House performance [I couldn't help smiling during dazus with Joyce, and the performance itself] so I know you all can actually do it when you really want to! So be serious, and we can make it for this last lap!:D IT CAN BE A SUCCESS. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've seen RJCO concert, and you must realise that behind every performance, there must be hard work. Without hard work, hardly anything will be accomplished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think concert prep. is unproductive and really lowwww [even Shengnan feels that way, you must sense the urgency]. and we must grab all the chances we have left, practice until your arms fall off, you dream about all the songs every night. Concert is a collaborative effort, and the keyword here would be TEAMWORK. I was watching Drumline again, and the Band Major said,"If one of us sounds bad, we all look and sound bad!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE BAND, ONE SOUND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (I know we're CO, but it applies haha ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, we do work miracles every year, this year, we must too! :D [But please don't scare me, I get shocked very easily] Never be complacent about your standards, because you never know when they are going to plunge! :D AJA-AJA-FIGHTING WHEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concert here we come!&lt;br /&gt;[WE HAVE 49 MORE DAYS (i.e. 5 weeks, no joke)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3amelia (ohyes WE can do it!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-589527262136705343?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/589527262136705343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/589527262136705343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-been-long-time-since-this-place-is.html' title=''/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-8126372324958278074</id><published>2008-05-31T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:13:57.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is an untidy affair [♥]</title><content type='html'>it's been a long time since i posted, but anyway since i'm here, (and with amelia's i.e. 小倩's soul floating close by) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERYONE JIAYOU FOR CONCERT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (: rgdjy can do this man! (: aii rgco can always make miracles one, so no worries ((: just that we have to be more productive during pracs yea [quoted from amelia, and my own personal opinion too actually] (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far the songs we have to perform for are:&lt;br /&gt;1. JJL [TOP PRIORITY!]&lt;br /&gt;2. qinwangpozhenyue i.e. qwpzy [SECOND TOP PRIORITY!]&lt;br /&gt;3. tianshanshenghui&lt;br /&gt;4. hongloumeng&lt;br /&gt;5. tajike&lt;br /&gt;6. huobajie&lt;br /&gt;7. seriously if i missed out anything tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edited by amelia]&lt;br /&gt;7. (Xianyue Song) - jasselyn said have but WLS needs to look for the scores (: eh who wants to play! :D&lt;br /&gt;[end of edited part]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this is so unmotivational, but let me tell you about moeco! ((: xueling and yuming, y'all must join it next year okay, i guarantee it will be so much fun you won't regret it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;pre-camp[1]&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;okay basically we had sectionals, and we met really nice people! (: chewfei+xinyi from nanyang,&lt;br /&gt;zhenyi from anglican, sengfong from woodgrove and weihao from outram. ZOMG WEIHAO'S BODY COORDINATION IS DAMN ZAI CAUSE HE CAN PLAY DRUMSET SO WELL! *_* i bet he's better than jimmy WHOOPS :D oh and sengfong can roll really well on the timpani and go volume somemore.. better than me GAWR! so i must work hard work hard! chewfei and xinyi are really nice ((: and they're pro too :D zhenyi is really nice too ((: haha i have this feeling that the 5 of us girls always pai2 ji3 the 2 guys cause they're really quiet HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. anyway sectional prac was quick and effective, cause TTT [otherwise known as teo teng tat, but for the convenience, here's three Ts for you] started going through song by song, gave us 5 mins to sightread everything, then we had to play luh. okay at least my parts weren't that hard so :D poor amelia :D okay shall stop being sadistic! but in any case, it was really effective. just that i can't do a continuous thumbroll to handshake for the tambourine for like eight beats ARGGH. and everyone can do handshake on the tambourine, except me! DDD: can't believe i'm so lousy. break was funny too (: cause TTT was like: "EH EAT LEH EAT LEH VERY HARD TO EAT MOE PROVIDE DE FOOD LEH!" then me+amelia+zhenyi were like LET'S EAT HA. &gt;D so i totally pigged out and amelia was like: haven't you eaten alot? ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sectional prac, the gang of bahpoks [i.e. me+koh+amelia+shiyun+nina] left together to go home, and i was the LAST PERSON LEFT AT THE BUS STOP! D: and shiyun was consistently emphasising her point that _________ was gay, sexist and disgusting HAHAHAHA. so that was one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;pre-camp[2]&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;we went really early, cause shiyun said laozhou wanted 一个一个来, and then she discovered from nina that all the instructors weren't coming at all. so she was damn pissed. and we were totally drenched from walking to CCAB. seriously why do they have CCAB in the middle of nowhere where it is hardly accessible! D: super irritating! and got no bus service. we had to walk like super far to CCAB T_T when we reached CCAB, we were the FIRST FEW PEOPLE TO REACH, so we had to help to arrange the chairs for dazu, and the seating arrangement was really weird ): so double bass was squashed together with daji on one side, while the middle part seemed quite empty with 2 zhonghus infront of the conductor yea. we ended up ban-ing stuff up and down and front and behind, which was quite funny though. we had like 2 dagus in the middle of the tiered section and then we finally decided it was really weird so we moved it down again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dazu was really quite productive, apart from the fact that daji spent nearly 60% of the time stoning because the conductor spent more time on 攻-ing individual sections and making sure everyone played correctly. EMPHASIS ON YINZHUN YAY :DD finally. and chewfei was quick to point out after dazu that the conductor looked like the channel newsasia correspondent yang ming's carbon copy HAHAHA :D 秋日随感 seriously reminded me of the RJCO concert'08 tanbo piece, it was seriously sleep-inducing, but sounded quite nice ((: 风铃 is the cool song! :DD hahaha. amelia jiayouzz for this! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know when i think that rgdjy won't be able to come and watch this concert, i really feel very DDD: the pieces are really damn nice! we haven't heard 道路 by wangchenwei yet, but i have this feeling that it'll turn out great too (: maybe &lt;strong&gt;shengnan&lt;/strong&gt; can come watch! :D oh wells okay i should stop spazzing cause i really can't remember much about dazu. oh i remember that i was counting 70+ bars till my part and i lost count. at first i was counting like the &lt;em&gt;bar numbers&lt;/em&gt;, then i ended up counting &lt;em&gt;the number of bars&lt;/em&gt;, so i totally missed my part! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T BELIEVE ALL THE BAHPOKS ARE MISSING SCHOOL PHOTOTAKING! DDDD:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;remember to make an "insert (US) here!" sign for us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;wenyun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S this is a really long post D: why doesn't blogger have cuts like livejournal! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-8126372324958278074?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/8126372324958278074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/8126372324958278074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-is-untidy-affair.html' title='life is an untidy affair [♥]'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-7402681317975942191</id><published>2008-05-30T00:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:18:18.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky XXVI</title><content type='html'>Whee feel like I'm intruding on something that isn't mine :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's the holidays! Janice and I will go back some day! Hah we're trying to figure out a day now, and I won't tell you when! Y'all can wait every practice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;萧敬腾's album is coming out on SIXTEENTH JUNE! It's a Monday :D So exciting! *__*&lt;br /&gt;This is the VERY cute xiao jing teng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_apSBHQQTajo/SD7fmVfkKxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DQ7y61wEYx0/s1600-h/XJT+%2848%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_apSBHQQTajo/SD7fmVfkKxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DQ7y61wEYx0/s320/XJT+%2848%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205844068984433426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qhA21Nw7Ijo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the very GOOD 回家 by xiao jing teng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qhA21Nw7Ijo&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3, Kweky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-7402681317975942191?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/7402681317975942191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/7402681317975942191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-kweky-xxvi.html' title='im kweky XXVI'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_apSBHQQTajo/SD7fmVfkKxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DQ7y61wEYx0/s72-c/XJT+%2848%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-7522677416830292711</id><published>2008-05-25T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:22:09.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OPENHOUSE'08!♥</title><content type='html'>Open house was a great success this year, I daresay. ((: It was really much better than the last two open houses I took part in, and much credit must be given to the organisers this year, for making it much more special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was seriously mad-rush man. Had three shifts to go for, and I was nearly late for chemistry booth duty cause of bl's slowness. miss chun was really nice (: POWER TO MISS CHUN! I think crystal garden duty was darn fun :DD me and natalie were having tons of fun entertaining the little kids together with kening+jiting+panyue &gt;D ahhaha i think grinding the iron thingum was damn funny. the more they grinded, the more it became liquidy.. and then afterwards dr. ng said it was contaminated, but then we didn't even do anything! O.O! and then i think mr. lau was quite happy that me and natalie were grabbing kids to chemistry booth HAHA (: so he didn't really get pissed off when i said i had to leave for guide duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guide duty was great (: but i think i left my ambassador badge in the daji room along with my tie! D: [okay at this point of time, I've already found it *NOD*] i couldn't find sandra, so i was totally D: but then it was quite fun actually! ((: i think i actually bullshitted like crazy on the spot because i didn't even LOOK at my survival kit so ): hahahaha but there was this family who was really surprised to see me at my patrol area, cause they had seen me like 10 minutes ago at chemistry booth HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think ambassador duty would have been much more fun than CO booth duty, but then during CO duty there was nothing much to do, so me+koh+yixin+kexin ended up busking in front of mr. thio's physics booth HAHAHA.Okay so the day went like this for CO duty: after CO perf, which was largely screwed, [many thanks to JOYCE for coming! :D ] we had terrible lunch. and whoops it totally slipped from my mind that miss goh was in charge of it HAHA and then i said to her "MISS GOH THE LUNCH IS TERRIBLE" and then she gave me the DO-YOU-WANT-TO-DIE-EARLY look. and then i was like SHIT so i hid behind yixin and then peeked out at miss goh who was practically going to roll over and start laughing madly any second... yixin says miss goh must have been really happy to see me, because according to yixin, she says miss goh always has the dao look. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to ban1 stuff with our two dearest juniors yuming and xueling, and after that started stoning around at CO booth until I was terribly bored. I hugged the liuqin down to the chemistry booth to visit xueyin and company, then i met KOH! (: so we decided to have fun 'busking' at the koi pond RIGHT INFRONT OF THE PHYSICS BOOTH! HAHAHA. &gt;D I think thiock was terribly amused by all of us down there... IT'S GREAT ENTERTAINMENT! (:&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excerpt from first convo with koh:&lt;br /&gt;thiock: *looking at the hao4 with a 8D face*&lt;br /&gt;koh: so we blow from the hole here mah.&lt;br /&gt;wenyun: HELLO KOH! ...eh did you clean the thing properly? we lent to RI before..&lt;br /&gt;koh: HUH?!?!?! WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;[thiock looks up, with a ^.- look]&lt;br /&gt;wenyun: correct what. before that fiona was the first to use it...&lt;br /&gt;koh: WAAAIT. first was fiona. then me or RI?&lt;br /&gt;wenyun: RI...&lt;br /&gt;koh: WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;wenyun: aii koh i'm so sorry... you're having first hand experience...&lt;br /&gt;[thiock starts laughing like crazy]&lt;br /&gt;koh: WHAT?!? YUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah koh you can correct me if it's not accurate (: but it's somewhat along the same lines..okay i shall pause my entry here since it's so late (: shall have fun with my liuqin tmrw morning! YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;wenyun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[this is a backdated entry. original date of posting: 24th May 2008]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-7522677416830292711?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/7522677416830292711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/7522677416830292711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2008/05/openhouse08.html' title='OPENHOUSE&apos;08!♥'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-586057508806579156</id><published>2008-02-13T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T23:28:30.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY! :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope all the guys ambush you all at the school gate after school, chase you to the busstops, and send you flowers every morning yea! :D with the exception for janice: kehkehxx (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's really big thankyou for all the times i spent with daji; the foodful times, the math confusions and fustrations, your laughter, my anger (which is your laughter somehow) and every other of the times we spend together. YOU ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED! jiayou for the daji parts of qwpzy, tianshan, and most of all JJL! and quoting from energizer: never say die! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;this valentines day: be lovely!(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and you are loved &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-586057508806579156?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/586057508806579156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/586057508806579156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day-d-hope-all-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-1442220574845023008</id><published>2007-07-30T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T20:53:44.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>concert 2007 im kweky XXV</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 374px; height: 279px;" _fcksavedurl="http://img508.imageshack.us/img508/584/img0436os4.jpg" src="http://img508.imageshack.us/img508/584/img0436os4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i try to remember the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you rgco for your effort.&lt;br /&gt;this is the one concert i felt i had actually given my all, although i slacked completely for comm stuff..sorry to dawn and qianwen and chairs and comm..thought i'd be more of a hindrance than help on the day itself! past years' concerts and performances i never put in so much effort nor made my heart so open to the music.. ^^ it being the last year and the last concert with my darling juniors.. wenyun amelia amanda yingting ziyi and janice.. i will miss them/you so much at CO in future: no more unconstructive noise (: really, my little juniors are really crappy ((: and appreciated for their crappiness! *__*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend says "thank you rgco for the effort" sounds sad. hm, actly yeah it probably does (:&lt;br /&gt;on saturday night i was feeling absolutely elated and overjoyed we wont have pracs anymore! NO MORE DAZU (with the little ones &lt;strike&gt;and wangmama&lt;/strike&gt;)! and at the same time feeling absolutely empty, no more xiaozu in that filthy classroom shouting just to be heard just centimetres away from the little ones. and also no more employing tacit understanding [默契 in english as worldlingo free translator tells me] with the cool janice! four years! during which we were planning to quit RGCO and leave &lt;strike&gt;wangmama and&lt;/strike&gt; rgco and daji in the lurch, hoho, still find thrill in thinking what would have happened ^^ anyway i think we [janice and i, if janice is reading] are really cool hoho. i think we've got a lot of tacit understanding (: *nod* happy hour with your *dear* alr luh.. [oh dear im not sounding like myself or what i want to actually portray..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is everyone so sad to leave rgco! i thought i wouldnt be..but, well. anyway it isnt the end yet! we still havent had elections, handover, or farewell! the year is still long, ignoring the fact that exams will be in less than one month, and over in barely a month. (: concert isnt the last legacy! appreciate what wangmama feels about us man: "RGCO is different. We can create miracles within a short period of time." it really is true..when school reopened we were still in terrible standards for chaxiang. i wonder at the faith wangmama has in us, occasionally wondering if it's misplaced ^^ but we, and juniors, will assure her right! woohoo. i told my mum chaxiang is &lt;i&gt;super nice!&lt;/i&gt; and told her to attempt to overlook the flaws and attempt to appreciate the beauty but she said after concert upon asked: "very nice meh? not very nice whut..." major T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay so exciting that this year's repertoire is so exotic (: chaxiang, the tanbo piece, yangqin bianzou ^^ and laohu! [sorry hehe i cant help 自夸 okay..] laohu my mum said she could picture the imagery! and amanda and amelia, she loved the X.X. X.X. X,,,,,, XX XX X,,,  part (: if you know what i mean ^^ and all those ppl wondered why laohu was so short..we've never actually timed it but it must have been so exciting, time seemed to fly right! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear, and amelia lost her phone..cant help it luh amelia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you to liu lao lao for pushing us!&lt;br /&gt;thank you to amelia for putting in so much for your solo!&lt;br /&gt;thank you qianqian and yiusum and melissa and dawn and qianwen and josselyn and nicole and jasselyn and yubo and yihui and yumin and comm for planning, executing.&lt;br /&gt;thank you the wenyun.&lt;br /&gt;thank you ziyi for bringing much joy and laughter!&lt;br /&gt;thank you amanda for not giving up.&lt;br /&gt;thank you yingting for all your passive hard work.&lt;br /&gt;thank you janice for being janice (:&lt;br /&gt;thank you SLs.&lt;br /&gt;thank you backstage, frontstage, AVPA people.&lt;br /&gt;thank you to the chinese drama society for allowing us to create this.&lt;br /&gt;thank you wangmama for believing!&lt;br /&gt;thank you lulu and huang laoshi and ms chionh.&lt;br /&gt;thank you rgco for your effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a memorable sec four concert (: yay!&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to the atmosphere at farewell.. oops.&lt;br /&gt;i made very nice notes for my little juniors, and janice, but cannot blur leh.. my photoediting software to backward alr. only can sharpen..hmm. (: alright so that is all for the last concert in rgco (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-1442220574845023008?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/1442220574845023008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/1442220574845023008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2007/07/concert-2007-im-kweky-xxv.html' title='concert 2007 im kweky XXV'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-117560233145190410</id><published>2007-04-03T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T20:12:12.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky XXIV</title><content type='html'>SYF was today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we practised;&lt;br /&gt;we wished;&lt;br /&gt;we hoped;&lt;br /&gt;we went up there and performed;&lt;br /&gt;we did our best;&lt;br /&gt;and we got an award, nonetheless satisfactory (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good job every one ((: made my last year in rgco happy ((: [okay even without syf and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;award i'd still be happy XD because i have such *ahem* funky juniors XDD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE I TOLD YOU NO WORRIES! then everything will be fine ((: [i choose to leave out the slip-ups, no doubt &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;minor&lt;/span&gt;! ahaha ^^]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't be sad anyone! GOLD is very good already! think of it this way: "Gold with Honours is within your reach. It is in the middle of a gold and a gold with honours. See if the judges want to give it to you all or not." (Mr. Seetoh) so it turns out the judges dint like us, therefore the lack of a ribbon around our award. but that's okay! then you can think of it like this: The other schools who got gold (in our session) borderline made it for gold, while we are just centimeters away from the GwH. (improvised upon what joss said on the way back.) this is like 自我安慰 but it makes sense yes no? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so jiayou everyone! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; will be back two years later muahahaha. y'all had better get. that. gold with honours. or i'll come haunt you till the end of your days muahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;kweky. ||030407||&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-117560233145190410?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/117560233145190410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/117560233145190410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-kweky-xxiv.html' title='im kweky XXIV'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-117362737285343713</id><published>2007-03-12T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T00:38:47.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baa boo blahh</title><content type='html'>ok! so here i am upon someone's request to post on the hols prac schedule and improve the ''image'' of this blog. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(does it even have 1 in the very first place? it has been dead since aeons ago)&lt;/span&gt; &gt;.&lt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Holiday Practice dates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th march, Saturday&lt;br /&gt;9am-12noon xiaozu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th march, Monday&lt;br /&gt;9am-12.30pm dazu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th march, Thursday&lt;br /&gt;9am-4pm I dunno what. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* LUNCH NOT PROVIDED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th march, Friday&lt;br /&gt;9am-12.30pm dazu&lt;br /&gt;2pm-5.30pm Sec 1 Orientation &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*All to be present including non-SYF ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;17th march, Saturday&lt;br /&gt;9am-12.30pm dazu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*all cny and founder's day performers pls rmb to return the oh-so-nice costumes to yumin by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. (the week starts with sunday according to ziyi) &gt;.&lt; i know your would be very glad to do so (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;alright that's about all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm boredddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 jan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-117362737285343713?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/117362737285343713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/117362737285343713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2007/03/baa-boo-blahh.html' title='baa boo blahh'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-116870391260279170</id><published>2007-01-13T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T23:58:32.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must i put a title.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;{ SOMEONE SAID GOODBYE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: Amarantine&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Enya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer. When the day is over&lt;br /&gt;there’s a heart a little colder;&lt;br /&gt;someone said goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;but you don’t know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere there is someone keeping&lt;br /&gt;All the tears they have been weeping,&lt;br /&gt;Someone said goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;But you don’t know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a reason&lt;br /&gt;Why a broken heart begins to cry?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a reason&lt;br /&gt;You were lost although you don’t know why?&lt;br /&gt;Give me a reason&lt;br /&gt;Why you never want to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;If there’s a reason,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always looking for meaning,&lt;br /&gt;All the time you keep believing,&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;You won’t say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when the sun is shining&lt;br /&gt;You don’t see the silver lining,&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;You won’t say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a reason&lt;br /&gt;Why a broken dream can never fly?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a reason&lt;br /&gt;You believe and then you close your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Give me a reason&lt;br /&gt;Why you hide away so much inside.&lt;br /&gt;If there’s a reason,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a reason&lt;br /&gt;Why a broken heart begins to cry?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a reason&lt;br /&gt;You were lost although you don’t know why?&lt;br /&gt;Give me a reason&lt;br /&gt;Why you never want to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;If there’s a reason,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{ IF I COULD BE WHERE YOU ARE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: Amarantine&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Enya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you this moment&lt;br /&gt;Only in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;You're missing, but you're always&lt;br /&gt;a heartbeat from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost now without you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where you are.&lt;br /&gt;I keep watching,&lt;br /&gt;I keep hoping,&lt;br /&gt;but time keeps us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Is there a way I can find you?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a sign I should know?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a road I could follow,&lt;br /&gt;to bring you back home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter lies before me,&lt;br /&gt;Now you're so far away&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness of my dreaming&lt;br /&gt;The light of you will stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be close beside you&lt;br /&gt;If I could be where you are&lt;br /&gt;If I could reach out and touch you&lt;br /&gt;And bring you back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Is there a way I can find you?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a sign I should know?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a road I could follow,&lt;br /&gt;to bring you back home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want the song i will send it to you! just ask ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3, wenyun. i.e. MEH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-116870391260279170?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116870391260279170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116870391260279170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2007/01/must-i-put-title.html' title='must i put a title.'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-116697022792349676</id><published>2006-12-24T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T22:23:47.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must i put a title.</title><content type='html'>nyahahaha. watch this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JdxkVQy7QLM" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just finished the skin with help from kweky so thank you kweky (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a merry merry christmas and enjoy your holiday, [or what's left of it.] to the best ((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 MEH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-116697022792349676?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116697022792349676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116697022792349676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/12/must-i-put-title_24.html' title='must i put a title.'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-116645538217525126</id><published>2006-12-18T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T23:23:02.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must i put a title.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Lord Of The Rings - The Return of the King&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arwen's song&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With a sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You turn away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With a deepening heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No words to say &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That the world has changed forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The trees are now turning from green to gold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the sun is now fading&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish I could hold you closer &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3, WENYUN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-116645538217525126?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116645538217525126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116645538217525126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/12/must-i-put-title.html' title='must i put a title.'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-116438701330410928</id><published>2006-11-25T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T14:19:42.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm janice XI</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Nothing's gonna change my love for you - Glenn Medeiros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I had to live my life without you near me&lt;br /&gt;The days would all be empty&lt;br /&gt;The nights would seem so long&lt;br /&gt;With you I see forever.. oh so clearly&lt;br /&gt;I might have been in love before&lt;br /&gt;But it never felt this strong&lt;br /&gt;Our dreams are young and we both know&lt;br /&gt;They'll take us where we want to go&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now&lt;br /&gt;Touch me now&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to live without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothings gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;One thing you can be sure of&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ask for more then your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothings gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;The world may change my whole life thru but&lt;br /&gt;Nothings gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If the road ahead is not so easy&lt;br /&gt;Our love will lead the way for us&lt;br /&gt;Like a guiding star&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;If you should need me&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to change a thing&lt;br /&gt;I love you just the way you are&lt;br /&gt;So come with me and share the view&lt;br /&gt;I'll help you see forever too&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now&lt;br /&gt;Touch me now&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to live without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothings gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;One thing you can be sure of&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ask for more than your love&lt;br /&gt;Nothings gonna change my love for you&lt;br /&gt;You ought to know by now how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;he world may change my whole life thru but&lt;br /&gt;Nothings gonna change my love for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice nice song =)&lt;br /&gt;i just realized the title doesn't show so yea. this is by jannnnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 jan xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-116438701330410928?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116438701330410928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116438701330410928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-janice-xi.html' title='i&apos;m janice XI'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-116430126090677296</id><published>2006-11-24T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T01:01:00.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky XXIII</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lessons in Logic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If your father is a poor man, it is your fate but; if your father-in-law is a poor man, it's your stupidity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was born intelligent - education ruined me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Practice makes perfect..... But nobody's perfect......so why practice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If it's true that we are here to help others, then what exactly are the others here for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since light travels faster than sound, people appear bright until you hear them speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How come "abbreviated" is such a long word?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Money is not everything. There's Mastercard &amp; Visa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One should love animals. They are so tasty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Behind every successful man, there is a woman. And behind every unsuccessful man, there are two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every man should marry. After all, happiness is not the only thing in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The wise never marry, and when they marry they become otherwise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Success is a relative term. It brings so many relatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never put off the work till tomorrow what you can put off today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Your future depends on your dreams" so go to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There should be a better way to start a day. Than waking up every morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hard work never killed anybody" but why take the risk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Work fascinates me" I can look at it for hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God made relatives; thank God we can choose our friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The more you learn, the more you know; the more you know, the more you forget; the more you forget, the less you know. So..why learn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A bus station is where a bus stops. A train station is where a train stops. On my desk, I have a work station....what more can I say........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my aunt sent me this a LONG LONG time ago. who said adults weren't bad influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an unearthly hour, kweky -0053hrs 241106-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-116430126090677296?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116430126090677296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116430126090677296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-kweky-xxiii.html' title='im kweky XXIII'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-116282883461727324</id><published>2006-11-06T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T00:00:34.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must i put a title.</title><content type='html'>hello! wenyun is back again and heres a little post on &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RICO CONCERT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! haha. maybe not that little but haha, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;RICO CONCERT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VERY VERY NICE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! XDXD haha. wenyun sounds so crazy but really, i think the $10 damn worth lah. for the benefit of amelia dear who refused the choice of a wonderous concert, shall post a little descriptor for each song. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;u&gt;Feng Nian Ji&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh. feng nian ji is rico's last year syf song so no need to say much. (: xylophone was too loud but overall it was pretty nice. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;NICER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; than our yuzhou lorh. hmphhhh. bl keeps rocking around with his sticks. just realised they dont use a diao cha. *starstruck look* &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;SO COOL RIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! haha. timpani the guy [i.e. thomas] was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;DAMN GOOD AND DAMN COOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. and then got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;DAJI PARTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! XDXD patrick so poor thing. hahaha. the xylophone get shunted to the side. tsktsk. so sad right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;u&gt;Taiwan Zhui Xiang Qu&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. not much impression of this one. never mind. shall listen to it now. ((: this song the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;DAJI PARTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are all chao nice XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;u&gt;Ye Hua&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. the song is darn slow mannn. yingting reckons so that the nice little students won't make mistakes. AHAHHAA. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;lu bian de ye hua bu yao cai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... haha. not much impression also lah. not like it was very impressive or stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;u&gt;Chun Dao Yi He&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. liuqin duet! yifang should have come to see this yeah! haha. the two guys were &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRETTY COOL MAN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; ^^ hahaha. their liuqin skills pro leh XD wenyun is so jealousssss. rarh. rambling. haha. chun dao yi he was nice lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;u&gt;Ode to the Yellow River&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall not talk much about this. you know its a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;VERY VERY GOOD LULLABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; XD uhhuh. the piano guy was good lah. haha. bl said it was expected that people fall asleep during the diyin songs lah. and one fine example is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;JANICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;u&gt;Minuet No. 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. you know what. i nearly fainted when i heard this song lah. can go sleep le lorh. omggggg. its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;SO COMMON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. and yes. a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;VERY VERY GOOD LULLABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. piano guy was good too ((: haha. no wonder he's from piano ensemble lorh. janice must faster admit her faults!! XDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;u&gt;Guang Ming Xing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh. not that im biased against xianyue or what but it really was like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;URGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. communist song lah like lol. haha. but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;u&gt;Chun Dao Xiang Jiang&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh. dizi guy was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;VERY GOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! haha. imagine you stand there with this bamboo thingy and play there without a score..?! like lol. but still, not much impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;u&gt;Shan Dan Dan Hua Kai Hong Yan Yan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. guzheng solo. yeah. the guy was a lil girlish. as the impression given. haha. but he's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;REALLY SKILFUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; man. better than rgco one. which makes me think whether rgco concert was actually worth. mmhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;u&gt;Huan Xin 2005&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh. hahaha. i heard this dunno how many times so ((: uhh. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;VERY NICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lah. haha. i sound like im advertising lorh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;u&gt;Long&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. no impression again. but i like the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;DAJI PARTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;u&gt;Dong Hai Yu Ge&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;VERY NICEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! indescribable. and saves me the time of typing. XD lots of daji parts too so YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;u&gt;encore - MATSURI&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omggg. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;MATSURI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;DARN NICE MANNNNN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! we must must must have this for &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RGCO CONCERT 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! the daji people were so damn nice man. bl was like so nice on drumset but the snare part wasnt exactly clear. haha. but the parts were really nice. patrick is so rough with his drum. actly should use taiko drum but im pretty sure either patrick would knock it down or the drum would knock him down lah. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall rico concert was nice XD haha. actly comparing with rgco, i think their co is much much better. SO WE MUST ASPIRE AND WORK HARD OKAY! then can get our darling gold with honours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. back to what we did during clean up today. haha. maybe kweky will do us the honours of blogging abourrit. haha. im kind of tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 wenyun 061106 2353&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-116282883461727324?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116282883461727324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116282883461727324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/11/must-i-put-title_06.html' title='must i put a title.'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-116273750317470094</id><published>2006-11-05T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T22:38:23.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must i put a title.</title><content type='html'>haha. was reading up on this website &lt;a href="http://www.drumtherapy.co.uk"&gt;http://www.drumtherapy.co.uk&lt;/a&gt; so i guess you could take a look too XDXD shall quote bits from the website here that bl felt was meaningful ((: and so did i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People worldwide have experienced the benefits of therapeutic drumming for centuries. In recent years hard scientific evidence has backed up the claim that drums help many communities of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therapeutic drumming can achieve:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;physical and mental relaxation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;relief from stress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;a feeling of well-being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;some relief from depression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;temporary alleviation of pain and muscular stiffness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;a greater clarity of thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;even a spiritual experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;improved social networking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;strengthened personal and professional relationships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;more efficient teamworking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therapeutic drumming can be a benefit to all. However, it has been specifically documented to help:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;cancer patients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;people with Parkinson's Disease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;people with Alzheimer's Disease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;people in drugs rehab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;people with learning difficulties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;people with physical disabilities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;older people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;troubled adolescents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;prisoners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;school children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;corporate decision makers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drumming together is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;life affirming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;inclusive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;participatory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;experiential learning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;exciting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;rewarding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;meaningful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;good exercise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. so i guess thats why its nice to be in daji! so we must be proud cause theres no such thing called erhu therapy, chuiguan therapy. XDXD this shows daji is special!! OOHOO. wenyun's getting egoistic again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and more than ever elated to blog again. YAY YAY YAY. XDXD &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;3 wenyun 051106 2031&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-116273750317470094?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116273750317470094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116273750317470094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/11/must-i-put-title_116273750317470094.html' title='must i put a title.'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-116273712808051001</id><published>2006-11-05T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T22:32:08.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must i put a title.</title><content type='html'>part I - 281006 0044&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha. wenyun is back once again. with a new skin ((: and of course done with love! im so sweet right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. this skin was based on me and kweky's personal message so eheheh. xD and i'm the only one blogging during october! hope that the EOYs grudges and mourning has worn off already. haha. considering we just got our papers! ((: haha. EOYs ARE OVER! which means the end of the year is coming and so are holiday practices. oohoo ^^ woots woots woots. im going for holiday to shanghai so if you want me to buy anything, do think long and hard for a wishlist. ((: hahhaa. im going to be such a big spender in shanghai. with all that money. later go there with 1 luggage come back with 3. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now wenyun shall ramble about EOYs and collection of EOYs since its expected of people who are extremely sane to rant about their EOYs. haha. english for me was pretty screwed cause my descriptive essay ended up as a narrative. somehow. maybe the rat just hated me so much.. english comprehension was okay. chinese was so FUNNN! cause i wrote such an emo compo i wanted to cry after reading it to check. haha. then after that test my classmate [note the use of the word "classmate"] was like "wenyun are you okay?" XD chinese paper 2 was so damn easy so LALALA. like a breeze lah. didnt expect it to be that easy. history was pretty idiot. cause i didnt study! literature was rather okay.. but weirdly i used the point "their (the Kellers) love act as a barrier to her (Helen) education" in all 3 questions. so amusing. geography was so so so screwed. the MCQs see le blank blank. but structured questions i write until want to die. hmm. chemisery! some of the questions very weird. got one on the particles very weird.. math was quite okay. i guess. considering some of the questions i did before leh! hahahaha. so overall my EOYs i guess it was okay. haha. was thinking i was pretty screwed [and im sure many other people thought so too.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geography was a falsely alarmed massacre. you can ask yingting or amelia for the details. like lol. whats with "the MCQs and Mapwork were all terribly done. people even failed." and i dont see people crying.. lol. and then i somemore scraped a 19.5 out of 25. bu cuo le ba!&lt;br /&gt;shall continue some day later in the future. shall go sleep. nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part II - 281006 1810&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. wenyun shall continue with this longggg post. just got my guitar serviced and repaired at peninsula plaza. ahaha. my poor guitar. more like my mama's old antique guitar. but its really cute! XDXD heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. in my opinion my EOYs are actually quite screwed lah. considering the english and literature marks. so dead so dead. x_X haha. lol! english DSA so low lah. so sad. well. more like "i need to watch my english." okay. it is 5.36 and today wenyun did not do anything. except eat, think, walk, talk, breathe, type, sing. hahaha. singing as in random singing. you're the meaning in my life, you're the inspirationnnnnnnnnnnnnn.... ahaha. isnt that fun. okay. not making sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the year has ended! haha. maybe not yet but at least the school year is. (: and then here comes holiday pracs and more funnn! XDXD haha. lets look towards SYF with an extremely extremely positive attitude and bag that &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gold with honours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; baby! oohoo. we must get it. ((: see arh. sometimes too high aspirations: when you dont get it you fall even harder. but we must still be positive that we have a chance of getting it. ^^ haha. i guess daji has bonded better throughout this year. like if we dont even bond its like so darn awkward and stuff right.. considering the small section we are ^^ which we are PROUD TO BE! ahahah. everytime i see the chocolates in my fridge i always think about concert XDXD all those wonderous memories. muahahaha. then after that right. im going to bring the chocs to shanghai so i can eat it bit by bit and think about you all! see im so sweet right. haha. then everyday i will think about you all! [AWWWWWWWWWWWWW.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we have been through rjco concert [for those who have lah.] and rgco concert 06! ahahaha. shall quote from concert entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but overall the dressing room feel was different from esplanade's. esplanade made you feel like you were a &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;star&lt;/span&gt;. like WOOTS. talk about those mirrors. and the bathroom. HAH. for VCH its like typical and doesnt make you feel like a &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;star&lt;/span&gt;, but you feel like one when you're with your section. cause &lt;strong&gt;concert night was the day when everyone &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;shined&lt;/span&gt;. especially daji.&lt;/strong&gt; so daji did daji proud! cause we did. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. very sweet right! xDxD haha. actually i think we all did very well on concert day lah. so we should keep it up!! and show that daji is the craziest section, with the highest level of highness ((: we must prove the other sections wrong and show them that we are made of toughhhh stuff, not just idiots who move the instruments without a sound of protest. haha. xD wenyun sounds too agitated.. haha. agitato. GO AMELIA! i know you have theory exam today. GO AMELIA!!! hahaha.((: im boreddd. haha. cant wait for xiaozu on monday. hope all of you will be present~! lalala. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. shall end here. ahaha. might lengthen sometime laterrr. thankyou and goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-116273712808051001?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116273712808051001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116273712808051001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/11/must-i-put-title_05.html' title='must i put a title.'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-116265134114130416</id><published>2006-11-04T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T22:42:21.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must i put a title.</title><content type='html'>checking if this is screwed &lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 wenyun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-116265134114130416?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116265134114130416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116265134114130416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/11/must-i-put-title.html' title='must i put a title.'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-116211398466648758</id><published>2006-10-29T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T17:26:24.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must i put a title.</title><content type='html'>ahhhaha. shall post randomly. just checking if blogger screwed up. like YESTERDAY. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, wenyun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-116211398466648758?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116211398466648758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116211398466648758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/10/must-i-put-title_29.html' title='must i put a title.'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-116029583164254173</id><published>2006-10-08T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T16:23:51.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must i put a title.</title><content type='html'>this was koped from wenyun's blog. and wenyun shall post here. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;largely feeling depressed these few days. teachers repeatedly koping our lunches BECAUSE we cant seem to finish the syllabus in time for the EOYs!? panics. yeah. and then sometimes its kinda weird cause i feel very sad for no reason. see the depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss wong hasnt come for two days and we are like going to die for geog. i mean. agriculture is pretty difficult and as miss ang said. these two elements make up a mixture that is extremely useful during exams: CrAm. there you go. pretty irritated with people around me. during math my two kind tablemates were given the choice to pay attention and they didnt. ended up with them copying my answers all the time. okay lah. maybe im the only one paying attention but since they didnt pay attention, why should i lend them my worksheets and summary sheets in the first place? they could just write down the answers and formulaes themselves. and everytime they dont understand i have to repeat. repeat and repeat again. how irritating. and then i always end up seeming pissed and my tablemate will go sorry.. and i just say its okay. cause im not the kind thats really hard on people. well. thats all i can do isnt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i keep falling asleep when i try to do my work. on the bus someday this week i had a pretty bad headache and when i went home i puked out my lunch. which is pretty bad. like o.O it's just too bad i couldnt see the moon and the haze had to clear TODAY. why not on zhongqiu?! rarh. no one playing lanterns!! boohoo. but then i was busy mugging for literature and history anyway so i couldnt go down and play. haha. see the childishness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant mug. or even try to. cause everytime i try i will digress and end up doing something else. you know i hope my head splits open and all the answers come spilling out. then i can write with my blood. haha. this sounds morbid but its okay. (: being depressed is a large part of rgs school life. but after a while you will slip out of it. i dont think i will slip out of depression that quick but yeah. im just being plagued with some thoughts that should be put aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had pretty horrid dreams recently. mama says its a sign of stress but i dont think so. maybe foreboding. haha. some people insist that dreams can come true, dont they. before rgco concert, i had a bad dream that me and janice had this duet perc piece and we screwed it up very badly. kweky says it wont come true but in the end during concert, me and janice screwed up our parts that had to go along with each other during changdi. very badly screwed. janice told me she was seriously out of time. and mine was an extremely obvious mistake.. and i didnt have taifeng (more like wasnt even taught how.) and looked pretty lifeless for some parts of the song. okay. recent dream was that the four-leaf clover on my handphone somehow by some unknown cause (pretty blurred) got shattered into pieces and i was like watching it break, step by step, piece by piece. and then as i watched it was damn heart-wrenching. i swear i could have cried. then i saw myself somehow crying and crying. then i woke up and cried too. like. i wasnt exactly accustomed to seeing myself cry and seeing something very dear to me be destroyed in front of my eyes. then the other dream was that i put daji photo into a pretty photo frame with a glass covering. then one day, for an unknown reason (blurred again.) the photo frame dropped to the ground and then the glass shattered lah. then its like the glass pointing at someone. i wont say who but i nearly cried when i woke up. it was really really freaky. and then i was quite harrowed after that. cause i couldnt believe the dreams i just dreamt were that horrible. i had a full 8 hour sleep leh! i should be getting sweet dreams.. but never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sometimes i'm crying aloud, but you cant hear me;               i wish that you will hear me for i'm crying for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiatus! back on 20 october. good luck for eoys everyone. though i'll need the luck the most, like lol. =( and good luck for mugging. though i need that luck the most myself once again. i have not covered so many things and i have approximately one week to cover all that. heheh. if you can recall miss wong isnt here to make us mug for geography. rarh. HIATUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore. i must be extremely motivated to mug. thankyou and goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 wenyun 081006 16.17&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-116029583164254173?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116029583164254173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/116029583164254173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/10/must-i-put-title.html' title='must i put a title.'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-115744416137878526</id><published>2006-09-05T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T16:16:01.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky XXII</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Too Busy for a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name. Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the entire class was smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Really?" she heard whispered. "I never knew that I meant anything to anyone!" and, "I didn't know others liked me so much." were most of the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed them after class with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The students were happy with themselves and one another. That group of students moved on. Several years later, one of the students was killed in Vietnam and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked so handsome, so mature. The church was packed with his friends. One by one those who loved him took a last walk by the coffin. The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer came up to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Were you Mark's math teacher?" he asked. She nodded: "yes." Then he said: "Mark talked about you a lot." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After the funeral, most of Mark's former classmates went together to a luncheon. Mark's mother and father were there, obviously waiting to speak with his teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We want to show you something," his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket. "They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you so much for doing that," Mark's mother said. "As you can see, Mark treasured it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of Mark's former classmates started to gather around. Charlie smiled rather sheepishly and said, "I still have my list. It's in the top drawer of my desk at home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck's wife said, "Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I have mine too," Marilyn said. "It's in my diary."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her purse and showed her frazzled list to the group. "I carry this with me at all times, " Vicki said and without batting an eyelash, she continued: "I think we all saved our lists."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's when the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;***&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The density of people in society is so thick that we forget that life will end one day. And we don't know when that one day will be. So please, tell the people you love and care for, that they are special and important. Tell them, before it is too late...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from an email. dont like forwarding sutff. okay more like cant be bothered to forward. heh heh. so put here can liao. i know at least 2 people will see it. okay 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steve irwin will be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tiscali.co.uk/entertainment/images/steve_irwin150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steve_Irwin"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steve_Irwin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikinews.org/wiki/Crocodile_Hunter%27s_Steve_Irwin_dies_at_44"&gt;http://en.wikinews.org/wiki/Crocodile_Hunter%27s_Steve_Irwin_dies_at_44&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. wiki is your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall be doing SS PT now. *switches off iTunes (which is currently at a happy song..)* good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 kweky 4.10pm 5 september 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-115744416137878526?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115744416137878526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115744416137878526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-kweky-xxii.html' title='im kweky XXII'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-115642223393450678</id><published>2006-08-24T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T20:23:53.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky XXI</title><content type='html'>hello hello hello! i am finally back after one month and 8 days hiatus. just didnt feel in the mood to blog during that period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for people who hate math:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1353/2710/1600/math1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1353/2710/320/math1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1353/2710/1600/math2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1353/2710/320/math2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since after concert, we have never had a 100% attendance before. it's always someone or some other not here because of some thing or some other thing. this is extremely difficult and poses a problem for daji. because those who come more often (ie every practice) play more than those who come less often. i can safely say that those who come more often are better than those who come less. i tell you ah. if you dont come then it's your own problem. the one who loses out is you and not me. i mean if you are not serious and always pont/dont come for no particular/valid reason then what is the point of joining? technically you shouldnt have anything on monday, because it's been set right from the beginning of the year that xiaozu is on mondays. and is it my fault that some people are always sick/ill/uncomfortable on the days when we have co? or is it every day, then when we have practice it gets even worse? hello i try to pay attention to every one of you okay. but you see there is one of me and six of you. janice also lah, but she is not me nor you. yah well. okays. i probably sound very pissed but i am not. as i said, if you dont come you bear the consequences. you dont come --&gt; you lose out, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall now adjourn to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 kweky 8.18pm 24 august 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-115642223393450678?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115642223393450678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115642223393450678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-kweky-xxi.html' title='im kweky XXI'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-115505295154147771</id><published>2006-08-08T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T00:02:31.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must i put a title.</title><content type='html'>hsinghai concert;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. all in all. i think it was quite okay yeah. yes. though the songs were quite the long and draggy. i still think that it was really cool yeah! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first song; Xinjiang Rondo - WANG Chen Wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. he puts his name like that on the recording. like Copyright: WANG Chen Wei. cuckoo guy. my mama says his music sounds more like indian music and they are all about the same so. erm. no comments on the tune. its just short and sweet. and like really structured in a rondo fashion yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KWEKY!! why you never play loud enough? your part wasn't screwed. it's just too soft. me, ame and amanda strained our ears to hear you. can hear bits of it.. like you know echos and stuff. haha. ((: so dont brood over it ok. its really nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XINJIANG RONDO ROCKS MY SOCKS OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second song; legend of madam white snake - some old guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. the timp person was real good! her dynamics were just right. the second movement part about FaHai. it was just rough and like. LOUD. ((: which was good. haha. i sound biased!! i only listen to timp parts so do add on about the other DAJI PARTS [i emphasise DAJI PARTS.] in another entry. dont touch mine i.e. this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interval;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. one flower wasted. -.- why must it be so stupid to drop all the petals as i walked down the stairs. so weird. end up amanda was like picking as i walked. hahahaha. ^^ damn funny. bl was like WTFH in front of chen wei. hoho. nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kweky got her white rose as she wanted. actually she was supposed to get TWO. but that flower sort of died so we had to give her 2nd rose to jiali. since we were giving jiali a rose too. *thinks song ni yi zhi mei gui hua - pipa song* janice got a nice rose too. haaha. bl gave janice a pure pink one and kweky a pure red one. HAIYAH. we should have bought the pure-bred ones. they are like bigger and plumper [referring to the rose buds.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third song; fantasia of maiden mo chou - HE Zhan Hao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. bl playing timp so wu hua ke shuo lah. hmm. he was using american grip i think. hmm. french grip gives an elegant feel. german gives dark. so i think it should be american cause it gave a sort of mellow feel. hmm. i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kweky should stop hiding. we cant see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourth song; butterfly lovers - HE Zhan Hao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. pipa guy's outfit damn weird? mama reckons its just to imitate butterflies. hurhur. wow. billowing robe. haha. i feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his pipa skills were good ((: but pity pity pipa doesnt sound good in this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;originally this song was written for TWO VIOLINS. so one is zhu ying tai and the other one is liang shan bo lah. so its like they are talking and stuff. but end up the pipa chope ALL the parts. so you cant see or even hear any interactional kind of stuff. so i must say i was quite disappointed with this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;janice did well for timp part. as in. better than xiaozu. WHY YOU TUNE WRONG!! very obvious mistake. G become G#... when it started echoing away. you can hear the G# loud and clear. hahaha. but i guess it was quite ok.. jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was the end of hsinghai concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner; lau pa sat - satays, xianggangmian, otah and blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice food. ((: forgot all details. i know we were suan-ing janice. sort of. then eating. then breathing. talking. laughing..? like duh. haha. RJCO people were also eating at lau pa sat. some kind of coincidence yeah. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homegoing;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. 4 ladies and 4 guys. not bad. 4 ladies - me, ame, amanda and kweky; 4 guys - zongjin, my brother, and 2 other RJCO people. haha. i was sort of suan-ing bl on the way home about his bangu part lah. at raffles place mrt. kweky and amanda ran off to NS line. then after that me and amel were like following. and bl was like telling us to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what? we still walked there. cuckoo one. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-115505295154147771?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115505295154147771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115505295154147771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/08/must-i-put-title.html' title='must i put a title.'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-115374330139903200</id><published>2006-07-24T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T20:15:01.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outdated photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1353/2710/1600/xianyue%20116%20%28daji_faces_covered_up%29-%20rjco06yi.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1353/2710/320/xianyue%20116%20%28daji_faces_covered_up%29-%20rjco06yi.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er. this photo is abit outdated but it was dug out from my com! huiling tried to take pictures of us in the bus during rjconcert and kweky and janice kindly siammed out if the picture horh. hemhem. i think amanda is the most natural one lah compared to me looking like a giraffe beside gillian. &lt;br /&gt;(um can delete this post after copying or saving into your com. its memorable. XD)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-115374330139903200?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115374330139903200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115374330139903200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/07/outdated-photos.html' title='outdated photos'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-115305272517613257</id><published>2006-07-16T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T19:57:31.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky again. XX lah</title><content type='html'>wenyun kindly did the honours to blog about concert. so it's at this link: &lt;a href="http://concerts-rgdaji.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://concerts-rgdaji.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-115305272517613257?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115305272517613257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115305272517613257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-kweky-again-xx-lah.html' title='im kweky again. XX lah'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-115297047794650184</id><published>2006-07-15T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T19:56:58.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky XIX</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes. RGCO CONCERT '06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasn't yesterday fun!!! HAHAHAHAHA. i want to go crazy!!!!!!! WOOTS!!! let me do something like what i did for rjco concert.. WOOTS!!!! the last post was like 1/july. because everyone else just refuses to post. blogs are like becoming stagnant-er and stagnant-er. ^^ we will keep the posts part alive! barely anyway. OKAY. concert day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. we left class at 11.30am. and went to move the instruments out of J110. actually there was no need.. whose idea? haha. certainly was not mine.. hehe. but anyway. i didnt keep track of time. again. when we moved the instrus the F# luo of the yunluo snapped. so we tied it. and then the juniors decided to retie all the shimianluos. to secure everything so if nina hit too hard it wont snap suddenly. then we proceeded to eat lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was disgusting lah. i chose the food. anyway didnt have much appetite. felt like vomiting these few days. may be slept too little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[music: yi4 -- jin she kuang wu] (joyce is currently sending me yuzhou and jinshi that we played. ask from me if you want.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. slept little because was busy sewing all the handkerchiefs for all the xiao meh-meh. eh, you people dont use the hankys hor. if you use and stuff start to fall apart you have to mend it yourself okay, dont send back to us for mending, because we sew until our eyes going to pop out already. [music: concert -- yuzhou. absolutely beautiful. WOOTS. this is shuang]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way. we were so squashed on the bus. OH. and i called from the shelter between block j and h. ^^ no one else even saw me, other than daji ppl lah. ^^ anyway. we were squashed. yes. cos we were carrying the dustbin, toolbox, and xiaoyueqis. plus our costumes and other rubbish. didnt have time to separated what was needed for concert and what wasnt needed so brought EVERYTHING to VCH. [why is janice taking so long to come online??] so we reached VCH. and we unloaded our personal effects to the dressing room. eh no. our room. then when we came out the instrus were off the lorry and on the way up liao. right? memory failing. aiyah. dont feel like blogging tonight. can someone continue? this concert didnt seem as interesting as rjco concert. maybe the venue. wahaha. headache and giddy again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-115297047794650184?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115297047794650184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115297047794650184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-kweky-xix.html' title='im kweky XIX'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-115176552774986999</id><published>2006-07-01T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T22:52:07.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky XVIII</title><content type='html'>yes im back again. BACK AGAIN! and i can blog in peace because there is no one to talk to. yes. two sides to a coin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;honeydew lemon hydrogen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;helicopter sundae helium&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lemon gelato lithium&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[something] rasp-berilium&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Benjamin Tay [After Math by ELDS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won't blend into the shadows anymore&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- Grace Ang [After Math by ELDS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There was no reason for me to tell anyone else. No one would notice anyway.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Grace Ang [After Math by ELDS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben: What's your name again?&lt;br /&gt;Grace: Grace&lt;br /&gt;Ben: Oh! That's a very easy name to.... forget.&lt;br /&gt;- After Math by ELDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apologies for any paraphrasing or wrong words here and there. [was there anything intended when "Grace" was used? if you know what i mean]. the play was very very fun! it's really interesting. i told you you should have gone. hmph. as i type, the play is still going on in k s chee theatre. the scene changes are very good. they'll like deliberately do extra things, like it's a mistake? everything was like perfectly cheoragraphed. very good! WOOTS. and they got all the right actors. Ben was cool ^^. i thought the actress looked like sherry, but she's called sarah seah. [seah!] and Alex was.. uncomfortable? ho ho. so weird. and after the play this guy [nat knows him] gave nat a (paper) flower and his hands were shaking. nat says: "why are you shaking?" he says: "my hand is not shaking. the flower is shaking." he looks very gay. anyway that's not the point. the point is he said "your character is very scary. very quiet.. very scary!". WOOTS. i shall learn from Grace. i love the play! i must must must go next year. oh and they made a reference to "yesterday my classmate died" also. [pity i didnt go. i had wanted to go! ARGH.] Grace was telling Ben she was migrating and he said: "We can make a movie or.. or a play! 'Yesterday.. my.. classmate.. [audience starts laughing] migrated!'" interesting. oh and the part where Yvonne told Grace about her bulimia problem, it was quite touching.? o.o wrong word. not touching lah.. disturbing. haha. i think olivia was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now the not so good parts. some of Benjamin's monologues were too long.. draggy? arh. and the openess of the classmates about their problems doesnt sound quite realistic. eg Lyla, Alex. Ben being gay sounds quite true. haha. [Ben is so cute!!! ^^] They're bad students right.. but their diction is very good! ie. Yvonne [yah i know it's her natural voice], Grace, Gwen, Ben, Lyla. Maureen's is expected lah. cos she's like top student. argh. the background of the play is messed.. hmmmmm. okay. im breaking down the play. it doesnt sound realistic to me lah. but i still like it! ((: OH. and Mr Seetoh [MEL!!] was there whacking everyone's heads in titration [chem practical very familiar to all upper sec chem ppl by now.] because they did very badly for chem test. in the first half i think Mr Seetoh said a total of three words.. or three sentences, the first being "... Yes." ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x_x_x_x_x_x_x_x_x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about ri rj rg perc concert. does it mean it will be held around christmas? and will that mean i have to get presents? if yes, please tell me what you want so i dont have to choose. [and if you want anything for your birthdays please tell and i will try to get it for you, if it is within my means -&gt; financial.] can we play gun3 he2 tao2? ^^ it is a very cute song ((: i know you know that song. okay let's listen to next game for a while. how are we going to play it? will we use like all chinese drums? O.O! can we really use those african/south american drums?? O.O! !! WHEE! sounds fun ((: and right. if aroung christmas time, PerCuzShiok will also be having their annual concert right? later we choose same date as them, then.... [thinks rgco concert.] oh i just realised i have gun he tao in my com ^^. haha. anyways. nevermind. aiyah, listening to gun he tao now.. hmm. okay. it's nice ((: but TAI FENG is damn important. OKAY! focus on your own concert first! before even thinking about this unconfirmed one. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x_x_x_x_x_x_x_x_x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On April 13th, 2006. I said: "byebye love." Less than one month later, it came back to haunt me. This time I let it enter and destroy me bit by bit as I succumb to the temptation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 kweky 10.48pm 1 july 2006. 13 days to concert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-115176552774986999?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115176552774986999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115176552774986999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-kweky-xviii.html' title='im kweky XVIII'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-115159420821562108</id><published>2006-06-29T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T21:58:20.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must i put a title.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;290606 22.38&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- rants ; part I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music; pearl harbour&lt;br /&gt;mood; happy ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;` ` W I N N I N G L O S E R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say you're a born loser&lt;br /&gt;you say you're doomed to failure&lt;br /&gt;and to lose - but i want to tell you once again&lt;br /&gt;you're no loser - and i want to tell you that&lt;br /&gt;you're a winner in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you said you were a loser&lt;br /&gt;you said you were doomed to fail and die&lt;br /&gt;but what you did proved you wrong&lt;br /&gt;and i will prove it again to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you told me you were a loser&lt;br /&gt;you told me you would always fail&lt;br /&gt;but i told you every day and every time&lt;br /&gt;at every moment you lost hope&lt;br /&gt;i told you that you were no loser&lt;br /&gt;i told you that you had won&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you said you were a loser&lt;br /&gt;you said you were doomed to fail and die&lt;br /&gt;but i told you that you won&lt;br /&gt;you're the sole winner in my hearty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you won both my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;my locked-up heart and&lt;br /&gt;subtle and shadowy soul&lt;br /&gt;and yet you claim never to win anything&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could just tell you&lt;br /&gt;you're the winner in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you said you were a loser&lt;br /&gt;you said you would never achieve anything&lt;br /&gt;but i could never bring myself to tell you&lt;br /&gt;my heart just drifted away with your very presence&lt;br /&gt;i watched you from the corner of my eyes&lt;br /&gt;your gentleness; your subtleness&lt;br /&gt;i still find it hard to understand&lt;br /&gt;how could anyone like you be a loser&lt;br /&gt;and how could anyone like you&lt;br /&gt;not bear to win my heart away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will discover the winner within you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;` ` copyrighted by wenyun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho ho. i feel very bored. ^^ i wrote that like ages ago. sheesh. lets just say its random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music; Omnisoul - Waiting (Save Your Life) - V4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. talking to mingjie and janice now. apparently amel escaped somewhere else. haha. i guess shes busy with filing now. haha. file checks are going to freak me out lah. my file is weirdly organised. haha. i dont think i followed the standards. but never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. my brother just suggested we have a combined percussion concert i.e. RJ, RI and RG dajiyue people lah. he says probably at the end of the year during the december holidays, so i guess theres no need to worry about exams basically. and it might be something like a christmas concert.. ^^ this is just the basic idea for now i suppose. if it is possible, we will be performing at the performing arts centre in RJ. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so erm BL needs opinions. like what do you think we can perform if we really have this concert.. that kind of stuff? but anyway, im not very sure of this myself so im actually just giving you people a rough guideline of what might happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arh. i sound weirdly too formal.. yes i am too formal. GAH. this is just a rough idea. so im not that sure about like the smallest of details. but yes. we might be having a combined concert so YAY. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;music; The All American Rejects - Dirty Little Secrets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mood; tired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm. i banged my liuqin for 2 hours solid today. ^^ achievement!! finally. after a few days of not touching it. yes. only that my fingers are now quite sore and the skin got rubbed in pretty deep. so it's quite painful? i suppose success doesn't come without a price so there goes my nice little fingertips. amel says sooner or later my fingers will get some jian thing. like got a thick layer of flesh grow on your fingers so when you poke a needle through your finger it isnt painful or something. its sort of gross lah but its the only way you can play your liuqin well. EE. thinking of it nearly made me spit out my milo lah. sheesh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;music; He Bei Hua Bang Zi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i shall continue with my rants about philo tmr. im not sounding subtle enough recently. i seem to have lost my subtle touch. GR. i need to be subtle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-rants ; part II &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;music; Next Game - Singapore Chinese Orchestra - Ngoh Kheng Seng, Shen Guo Qin, Teo Teng Tat, and a jap guy [whats his name again? dunno. ^^]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mood; dizzy like hell. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GAH. today kweky tortured my poor head. keep hitting my head so hard. now im still very dizzy. o.o. all your fault lah kweky!! &gt;&lt;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no one is online. i got no one to talk to!! sheesh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lonely i'm so lonely, i have nobody, to call my owwnnn ~ i'm so lonely, i'm mr. Lonely, i have nobody, to call my owwnnn ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;music; Hong Lou Meng Xu Qu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mood; tired but happy. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now i dont feel dizzy anymore. gah. i want to wash my face again and again and again. yes. i want to dunk my whole head in water. cause im not awake enough. but during philo i was very awake. ((: philosophy rocks. ho ho ho. so its no more bittersweet. its sweet. ho ho. only that the guy teaching us philo isnt MY type of teacher. hahaha. lets just put it that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today in philo. aii. i wont say everything lah. very fun. in some way. haha. i mean. it was quite funny really. HOO HWA. ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now BL's watching Batman Begins again. GAH. and as usual im tagging along. like duh. theres no entertainment here. oh shit. got homework. ARH. i shall do it later. after this entry. hahaha. i wont finish this by today. YEEHA. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bl is going to his fren's house now. sheesh. dumb right. in the middle of the night. hoho. i shall continue another day. byebye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-115159420821562108?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115159420821562108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115159420821562108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/06/must-i-put-title.html' title='must i put a title.'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-115116485157418119</id><published>2006-06-24T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T00:00:52.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im janice X (only!!)</title><content type='html'>omg im actually posting. cant believe it. no choice im juz toooo boreddddd! ahaha. owells. i juz realised i have hcl on concert day. very first block early in the morning. can slp in class again!!! ahahah. so im gonna c him again. X.X  oh but he wld be in duno where ritee??? gr8!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. something very impt. i dno if im suppsoed to say. but i juz wanto say. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my fren said her  osl grp is gonna sell flowers/drinks for @ our concert. budden they fundraising for their project. so if psb one no business den we wont get $$$$$ for our funds!!!!&lt;/span&gt; sheesh. nevermind. anyways, jiayou everybuddy for concert! end of co stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The day you went away--M2M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Well i wonder could it be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When i was dreaming 'bout you baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You were dreaming of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Call me crazy, call me blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;To still be suffering is stupid after all of this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;*pre-chorus 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Did i lose my love to someone better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And does she love you like i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i do, you know i really really do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;*Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Well hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So much i need to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Been lonely since the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The day you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So sad but true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;For me there's only you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Been crying since the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The day you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I remember date and time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;September twenty second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sunday twenty five after nine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In the doorway with your case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;No longer shouting at each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;There were tears on our faces &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;*pre-chorus 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And we were letting go of something special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Something we'll never have again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I know, i guess i really really know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The day you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The day you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*pre-chorus 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Why do we never know what we've got 'til it's gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;How could i carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The day you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Cause i've been missing you so much i have to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Been crying since the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The day you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The day you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The day you went away&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahah the very nice song!!! wenyun n kweky pls stop asking me to sing for your. can go get the mp3 yourself yea. if not i can gladly send to your. kweky, im not gonna sing this for your juz because u sang &lt;em&gt;one nite in beijing&lt;/em&gt; ok. haha cuz i sang along too. so quits. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: dachangjin prac was so nicee. with the vibraphone n wadeva instrus we added in. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-115116485157418119?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115116485157418119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115116485157418119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-janice-x-only.html' title='im janice X (only!!)'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-115116068581528527</id><published>2006-06-24T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T22:51:26.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky XVII</title><content type='html'>im cracking from the outside. im shattering on the inside. why can't it just shatter properly???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had piano. and my piano teacher said. "if someone moves (taifeng) and feels awkward, the audience will get goosepimples. so if you cant move you shouldnt move at all." but i would like to encourage everyone to move. if really cannot then dont move lah. because if you move the whole performance will be really better. and it will be a performance and not just playing of black dots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had a little discussion about concert with.. sherry yuching joss. backstage stuff lah. basically we're back to the same arrangement of rooms as two years ago. so daji is using stage right level 3 dressing room. (stage is level two). on 14 july we can leave class at 12.40. rough timeline:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.40pm: leave class, lunch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~1.00pm: start moving instruments from k s chee to foyer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.15pm: stocktake, other sections assemble in foyer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.30pm: lorry and buses (3) arrive, we move instrus onto lorry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.45~2.00pm: lorry and bus 1 (daji, backstage, yangqin, diyinbu) leave for VCH as soon as we're ready&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~2.30pm: reach VCH and start moving up to concert hall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.00pm: full-dress rehearsal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.00pm: dinner, tiao yin, daji change &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6.45pm: ah gui, whoever (sherry, selene^^. do i want? i dont need lah. i will nag from now on^^) prep talk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7.00pm: freak out, calm down, wait for concert to start&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.30pm: concert (backstage will be locked from.. 7pm to after concert)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9.30pm: go crazy!! sing? cheer?? yes. WOOTS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.00pm: move instruments, stocktake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.15pm: lorry and one bus arrive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.30pm: go back to school (o.o that's early)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.00pm: reach school, pack instrus into storeroom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.30pm: go home? can we go pig out?? then go home at like. 12am or 1..? haahaha. im quite serious. ^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;italics: timeline invented by me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there'll be a recording of the concert. dunno is video or just audio. think it costs $10. want to buy one and.. (if you're not daji pretend you dont see the rest) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;burn?&lt;/span&gt; that way we save money ^^. if you want to get original then you pay $10 lorh. and tell me your orders by monday. AND bring ticket money on monday. everything monday. very important. because it's the first day of term three. im going off track. back to co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bus one 35~40:&lt;br /&gt;- backstage 10~15 (not confirmed. remind me to ask yuching to send me the list)&lt;br /&gt;- daji 8&lt;br /&gt;- diyinbu 13 (o.o.)&lt;br /&gt;- yangqin 4&lt;br /&gt;basically the ppl who need to move instrus first, will leave with lorry, and thus reach with lorry so can facilitate movement of instrus&lt;br /&gt;bus two 37:&lt;br /&gt;- xianyue 27&lt;br /&gt;- part of tanbo 10?&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. they may be splitting tanbo or chuiguan lah. xianyue a bit hard to split?&lt;br /&gt;bus three 30:&lt;br /&gt;- chuiguan 20&lt;br /&gt;- other part of tanbo 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since lulu say one bus max. 40 therefore we need three buses.. even if max is 50, we also need.. orh. two buses can lah, but will be very squeezy. so we got 107 total performers and backstage. oh. then still got frontstage hor. or is pb doing frontstage (reception)? and emcees two only lah. we cant not go to school in the morning.. oh my goodness then ppl who dont bathe in the morning....!!!! PEOPLE PLEASE BATHE IN THE MORNING!! not that it matters much, cos when we move the instrus we'll be sweaty and stinky anyway. ah, but at least dont have "last night's smell". let's get excited about concert!!! woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, it is. 20 days to concert. approx. will count hours when it's nearer. GASP. NEARER. oh shit oh shit oh shit. JIA YOU!! those things that you are not able to do yet, but must do, you have no choice but to do it. and i advice you to do it quickly. aiyah. this place only frequented by half of daji. say here also no use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye and see you on monday. shall i come online on sunday? hmm. maybe i should sit at the table and practise studying properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 kweky 10.47pm 24 june 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-115116068581528527?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115116068581528527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115116068581528527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-kweky-xvii.html' title='im kweky XVII'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-115062049537905965</id><published>2006-06-18T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T16:48:15.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky XVI</title><content type='html'>bloody hell. presently, tmr 6 people are...... not going. amelia not confirmed. deep in discussion with wenyun. ^^ wonderful. sherry smsed me and said: "i want a list of who's coming tmr and who's not. asap. i'll be calling them up to ask why and stuff. thanks." bloody hell. is it random? AHH. am i being paranoid! gah. difficult to post. maybe it's all because of me. ha ha. being extremely ego here. im not that influential lah. coincidentally everyone is busy on the same day what! bloody hell. my appointment was like made one month ago hello? wahlao. why wenyun and amelia discuss so long one.. must be going in circles. ho ho. die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-115062049537905965?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115062049537905965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/115062049537905965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-kweky-xvi.html' title='im kweky XVI'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114975090765268640</id><published>2006-06-08T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T15:15:07.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky XV</title><content type='html'>oohoo. today we had dachangjin prac. ^^. janice started it. on the yunluo. and i tried to copy on the glockenspiel and wenyun on the muqin, playing it the other way round. then i think amelia added in the tambourine and amanda.. hmm. yeehee. sat there and sang. haha. no lah. i think she laughed along. and then in came jiali and josselyn and chewmin from the other door, for measurements. oohoo. nice. looking for dachangjin mp3 now. so many chinese version one.. ^^. im a pest. xiao long bao was so-so. i still think saturday's crystal jade ones were nicer. gah. okay just go and see this flash. if you havent seen it before. &lt;a href="http://flash.cyol.com/product/05121802324416.swf" target="blank"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114975090765268640?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114975090765268640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114975090765268640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-kweky-xv.html' title='im kweky XV'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114933961229465443</id><published>2006-06-03T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T21:00:12.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky XIV</title><content type='html'>o.o im like flooding this place. ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Wonderful Story&lt;br /&gt;A woman came out of her house and saw 3 old men with long white beards sitting in her front yard. She did not recognize them. She said "I don't think I know you, but you must be hungry. Please come in and have something to eat."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Is the man of the house home?", they asked.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"No", she replied. "He's out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Then we cannot come in", they replied.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the evening when her husband came home, she told him what had happened.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Go tell them I am home and invite them in!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The woman went out and invited the men in"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We do not go into a House together," they replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Why is that?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of the old men explained: "His name is Wealth," he said pointing to one of his friends, and said pointing to another one, "He is Success, and I am Love." Then he added, "Now go in and discuss with your husband which one of us you want in your home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The woman went in and told her husband what was said. Her husband was overjoyed. "How nice!!", he said. "Since that is the case, let us invite Wealth. Let him come and fill our home with wealth!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His wife disagreed. "My dear, why don't we invite Success?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their daughter-in-law was listening from the other corner of the house. She jumped in with her own suggestion: "Would it not be better to invite Love? Our home will then be filled with love!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Let us heed our daughter-in-law's advice," said the husband to his wife."Go out and invite Love to be our guest."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The woman went out and asked the 3 old men, "Which one of you is Love? Please come in and be our guest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love got up and started walking toward the house. The other 2 also got up and followed him. Surprised, the lady asked Wealth and Success: "I only invited Love, Why are you coming in?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The old men replied together: "If you had invited Wealth or Success, the other two of us would've stayed out, but since you invited Love, wherever He goes, we go with him. Wherever there is Love, there is also Wealth and Success!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY WISH FOR YOU...&lt;br /&gt;-Where there is pain, I wish you peace and mercy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Where there is self-doubting, I wish you a renewed confidence in your ability to work through it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Where there is tiredness, or exhaustion, I wish you understanding, patience, and renewed strength.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Where there is fear, I wish you love, and courage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found in my email inbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's percuzshiok concert/workshop was qutie boring anyway. ... yah. cos basically we knew most of the things already. the songs were quite amusing lah. but most of them i think played last year at their annual concert already.. yes so not much xin1 xian1 gan3. after the concert yawen was like "feedback!! feedback!! constructive feedback!" o.o. amelia was like "yawen so scary..!" hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im positively bored. no. negatively. ^^. ahaha. maybe i should try creating my own skin too ^^. i tried once upon a time, a nong nong time ago. but i realised my "skin" was not cohesive enough. therefore i abandoned it. ^^. motivate me to create a skin, ie. tell me why i should create a skin and i might. oh actually there's no why lah. cos my skin is personal. nevermind. monologuing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;extra OPTIONAL&lt;/strong&gt; prac on &lt;strong&gt;monday&lt;/strong&gt; (5 june 06) at &lt;strong&gt;school&lt;/strong&gt;. meet at the &lt;strong&gt;foyer&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;8am&lt;/strong&gt;. if you're late, you're fined &lt;strong&gt;$1 per minute&lt;/strong&gt;, which can be paid in &lt;strong&gt;cash or kind&lt;/strong&gt;. ((: &lt;u&gt;so &lt;strong&gt;do not&lt;/strong&gt; be late.&lt;/u&gt; currently &lt;em&gt;wenyun owes us about $8&lt;/em&gt;, which will be paid for in kind (self-made konnyaku jelly). ((: and &lt;em&gt;amelia owes us about $3 &lt;/em&gt;for today, which she has not decided how to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. we [amelia, yingting, janice, me] went to crystal jade la mian xiao long bao to eat lunch!! at holland V. we decided on this one instead of kitchen cos here got AIRCON. oohoohoo. yes. our bill was considerably smaller than the other time.. last time was about $56 right.. today's was $38. o.o but last time's average was $9.30, and this time's average was $9.50. o.o. and today janice was the Big Spender. ^^ xiaolongbao is so delicious-ness man.. oohoo. i want somemore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then outside crystal jade there's this ah ma selling malt candy and me and amelia got two. janice and yingting didnt want to eat it.. haii, should have just bought for them and stuffed it down. [like what wenyun did to me on monday. GAH.] i knew must twist and twist but dunno twist for what. so after that during dinner my mum kindly enlightened me that one is supposed to twist the candy until it's white, then eat. cos it's special. o.o. okay. next time i buy it i will twist it till it's white. next time.. when? ahaha. maybe we'll just go to holland V just to look for that ah ma to buy her candy. ^^. then we spent about 1 hour wandering around, looking for ulu pandan cc. arh. we finally gave up and asked the bus driver. we took the bus and we passed by the bus stop that we alighted from to wander. ^^. ha ha. we finally reached ulu pandan cc and stoned there, eh no. fiddled with our phones. until 3.30 when the workshop started. yes. that's what we did today, for $20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i dont spend, i dont spend. when i spend, i blow my money. ^^. and today blew $55+ on clothes. two pieces. oohoo. not my money ((: so not so xin1 tong4. ehehe. yah. today i spent about $20, including concert ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and janice kindly remarked that i was wearing the same colour as the ri ppl. cos they were wearing the rj concert shirt. and i was wearing orange. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaos. im bored, therefore i blogged. i shall go watch X2 or matrix 2 now. ((: see you on mon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114933961229465443?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114933961229465443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114933961229465443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-kweky-xiv.html' title='im kweky XIV'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114916142612411981</id><published>2006-06-01T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T19:30:26.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky XIII</title><content type='html'>phantom of the opera craze. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Brightman - Wishing you were somehow here again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were once my one companion&lt;br /&gt;You were all that mattered&lt;br /&gt;You were once a friend and father&lt;br /&gt;Then my world was shattered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you were somehow here again&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you were somehow near&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it seemed if I just dreamed&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you would be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I could hear your voice again&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I never would&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of you won't help me to do&lt;br /&gt;All that you dreamed I could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passing bells and sculpted angels&lt;br /&gt;Cold and monumental&lt;br /&gt;Seem for you the wrong companions&lt;br /&gt;You were warm and gentle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many years fighting back tears&lt;br /&gt;Why can't the past just die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you were somehow here again&lt;br /&gt;Knowing we must say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Try to forgive, teach me to live&lt;br /&gt;Give me the strength to try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more memories, no more silent tears&lt;br /&gt;No more gazing across the wasted years&lt;br /&gt;Help me say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Help me say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x_x_x_x_x_x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Brightman &amp; Cliff Richard - All I ask of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raoul (Cliff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;No more talk of darkness,&lt;br /&gt;forget these wide-eyed fears;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here, nothing can harm you,&lt;br /&gt;my words will warm and calm you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your freedom,&lt;br /&gt;let daylight dry your tears;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here, with you, beside you,&lt;br /&gt;to guard you and to guide you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christine (Sarah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Say you'll love me ev'ry waking moment;&lt;br /&gt;turn my head with talk of summertime.&lt;br /&gt;Say you need me with you now and always;&lt;br /&gt;promise me that all you say is true,&lt;br /&gt;that's all I ask of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raoul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your shelter,&lt;br /&gt;let me be your light;&lt;br /&gt;you're safe, no one will find you,&lt;br /&gt;your fears are far behind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is freedom,&lt;br /&gt;a world with no more night;&lt;br /&gt;and you, always beside me,&lt;br /&gt;to hold me and to hide me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raoul &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime;&lt;br /&gt;let me lead you from your solitude.&lt;br /&gt;Say you want me with you, here beside you,&lt;br /&gt;anywhere you go, let me go too,&lt;br /&gt;that's all I ask of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;Say the word and I will follow you.&lt;br /&gt;Share each day with me, each night, each morning.&lt;br /&gt;Say you love me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raoul &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Together:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Love me, that's all I ask of you ...&lt;br /&gt;Love me, that's all I ask of you.&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go, let me go too,&lt;br /&gt;that's all I ask of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x_x_x_x_x_x_x&lt;br /&gt;o.o this is post 13! oohoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was a bad bad girl today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114916142612411981?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114916142612411981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114916142612411981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-kweky-xiii.html' title='im kweky XIII'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114898984149753444</id><published>2006-05-30T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T19:50:41.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o u r L I F E</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://impaired-.blogspot.com/"&gt;o u r L I F E&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the msg was cut out by a bit...  so to remedy tht part.... here goes again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! i know this msg is a bit late... &gt;.&lt; but i was busy cheonging all my tests and long overdue pieces of hmwk... now the hols are here and i can blog a bit here... anyway, just wanted to say that i had a great time with all of u guys during the concert... it was super cool that my last concert was spent not only with the rj peeps, but with all of u rg pple too.... wow i mean how many people get to do that huh? it is so wow, that there are totally no words to express the feelings... i m so lucky to have all of u wonderful juniors... seriously, it is amazing... u guys all rock... Really enjoyed it! thank u thank u thank u !!! Stay happy and funky k. love u all! All the best for rg concert!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114898984149753444?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114898984149753444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114898984149753444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/05/o-u-r-l-i-f-e_30.html' title='o u r L I F E'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114898930947270083</id><published>2006-05-30T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T19:41:49.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o u r L I F E</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_impaired-_archive.html"&gt;o u r L I F E&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! i know this message is a bit late... &gt;.&lt;&gt; seriously, it is amazing... plus u guys all rock... Really enjoyed it! thank u thank u thank u !!! Stay happy and funky k. love u all! All the best for concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gilly -&lt;br /&gt;its been great having u around wif tht blue fish of yours... (although i have been whacked quite often)&lt;br /&gt;yah thanks also for the orange shirt and joining us for dinner... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Shengy -&lt;br /&gt;yay, u joined us finally... sorry for disturbing ur busy schedule... but thanks loads for still going anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Jiayan -&lt;br /&gt;thanks for coming to our concert... haha... and thanks for the chocs... it was really sweet... (note the pun!)&lt;br /&gt;Kweky -&lt;br /&gt;Yay yay yay... everytime i see u and talk to u i feel happier... yup... jiayou and don't be stressed ok... i wuv u!&lt;br /&gt;u rock!&lt;br /&gt;Janice -&lt;br /&gt;waha... u r always so sweet and funny... esp. the meiting joke... anyway take care n don't get too stressed too ok... keep smiling! :)  P.S. do u still keep up with him?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;Amanda -&lt;br /&gt;U always seem to be forever reading something (esp. scary chinese books)!!! enjoy ur time in co, k!!!&lt;br /&gt;Amelia -&lt;br /&gt;Your piano-playing is super nice... it was great to get to hear u play! thanks loads for burning the music cd for me too! stay cheery always! =)&lt;br /&gt;Wenyun -&lt;br /&gt;Wenyun!!! u r so funky!!! lolx, really... it is cool &amp; enetertaining to have u around everytime...&lt;br /&gt;keep ur passion burning... yea...&lt;br /&gt;Ying Ting -&lt;br /&gt;U r so nice... hehe don't get bullied by the others ok...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114898930947270083?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114898930947270083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114898930947270083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/05/o-u-r-l-i-f-e.html' title='o u r L I F E'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114879294106008301</id><published>2006-05-28T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T13:09:01.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky XII</title><content type='html'>just some crazy links ^^&lt;br /&gt;we need an archive right. okay. i will try to work on it. unless wenyun beats me to it.&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://studentssketchpad.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://studentssketchpad.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en and hou's drawings&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://studentsnotebook.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://studentsnotebook.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en and hou's writings&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://i-speak.blogdrive.com/"&gt;http://i-speak.blogdrive.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gayle's writings on politics&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://zut13.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://zut13.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zut's writings on politics and music&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://plato.stanford.edu/entries/prisoner-dilemma"&gt;http://plato.stanford.edu/entries/prisoner-dilemma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Prisoner's Dilemma. philosophical/psychological? puzzle. ^^ go read if you're bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. the holidays are here!!! WOOTS. xiaozu 8am monday. OPTIONAL!! but if you come you can only leave after lunch. ^^. so attendance:&lt;br /&gt;ME &lt;strong&gt;check&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wenyun &lt;strong&gt;check&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;janice &lt;strong&gt;check&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yingting (till 10.30am) &lt;strong&gt;check&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amelia? &lt;strong&gt;check&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no ziyi (got IvP) &lt;strong&gt;cross&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no amanda (holiday in Malaysia) &lt;strong&gt;cross&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fenglan? (no reply.) &lt;strong&gt;question mark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay!! see you on monday. and thursday's prac is &lt;strong&gt;8am to 5.30pm&lt;/strong&gt;. friday &lt;strong&gt;no prac&lt;/strong&gt;. cos school closed. okay shall go read the links and create archives links ^^ ((: CIAOS. OH and got christofori internal exam on tuesday 30 may. just knew about it.. YESTERDAY. wonderful. AHAHAHAH. i will fail it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114879294106008301?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114879294106008301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114879294106008301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-kweky-xii.html' title='im kweky XII'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114856677433604689</id><published>2006-05-25T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T22:19:34.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky XI</title><content type='html'>my rants on my lj, edited to be posted publicly:&lt;br /&gt;Today is a bit depressing, high and low? Hmm. Anyway. (Let me post this as grammatically as I can.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy:&lt;br /&gt;Was sad. It was our last lesson. We finished going through the Logic Test and we did a feedback form. In the middle of it all Audrey took out her yellow plastic knife and started sawing at my thigh. She says "a team that eats together stays together" -- her senior/s gave each person in her CCA a fork, spoon or knife to "eat the food". Interesting? Maybe Janice and I should do it for our juniors. And Mel and Grace were commenting on how intelligent I was that I am annoying. I want to be more intelligent! Then I can annoy more people. Lisa reckons I am very interesting. Hmm. She didn't exactly say why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:&lt;br /&gt;Was terrific. We had a debate on "Democracy is the key to social progress and ecomonic prosperity" or something along that line. *sensitive stuff* Haha. The debate was stupid. But miraculously we treated it seriously. Maybe we were too tired of ********'s nagging and decided not to bother irritating her anymore. Funny? Ha ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography:&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Newby is leaving RGS. Michelle told us, and we heard it from the horse's mouth today. We are all very very afraid that ******** would take over Mrs Newby. We tried asking Mrs Newby if she knew who was going to replace her and she told us with a very straight face: "Oh, I don't know." Grace tried to make her stay. Apparently Mrs Newby has to return to the  UK for "certain responsibilities". Maybe her child is getting married. Ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GPA:&lt;br /&gt;My GPA IS screwed, contrary to popular belief. I am scoring around the 3.1 range overall. If my Math PT pulls me up by as little as 1%, I can scrape a 4.0. And if I miraculously manage to get above 39 for my chemistry, I can scrape another 4.0. My history, because of the failed SA2, is currently 57%. It doesn't look like it will improve at year-end. These marks are my calculations, so they may be vastly inaccurate, which I doubt so, considering my intelligence. Well, this is contradictory. I am just trying to act humble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal beliefs:&lt;br /&gt;I am disappointed in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I too harsh? Am I too lenient? Perhaps I am too harsh on myself morally, but not harsh enough academics wise. Just take a look at my GPA and you can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I putting too much value in friendship? Am I not understanding enough about human nature? I see the bonds forming in 311.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are they superficial? Are they deeply rooted enough? Time will tell. I might have thought I felt at home in 202. Apparently, it is not the case. It is only after separation that we realise which are the superficial bonds and which are the deep, multi-layered ones. For example, my bond with the 202-ers is quite superficial, with some exceptions like Xuan Ni, Qianqian and even Macey. *sensitive stuff* What about She-Kaye? It's been ages since I saw her last. It's been ages since we talked on MSN, not like I talk to other people very often. Are we not trying our best to continue this relationship? Long-distance relationships ARE really hard to maintain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would, ten years down the road, remember to invite the oh-so-intelligent Kweky to her wedding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would call, SMS even, and wish, the oh-so-quiet Kweky "Happy Birthday" when she turns 21? (Seriously, I wouldn't do that.) I am so brutally honest it hurts to talk to me, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would ask the oh-so-brutally honest Kweky for sound advice when she gets into trouble? (I personally have not given any advice that is really sound. Yet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time tells all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a cynic, according to Cheryl Ng, seconded by Michelle. I am a cynic because I have a negative outlook on life (think "Life is sad"). However, if you think about it, life IS sad:&lt;br /&gt;you are born;&lt;br /&gt;you enjoy the first three years of your life being served by your mother;&lt;br /&gt;then your brain becomes a sponge, soaking up the answers to "Why is the grass green?";&lt;br /&gt;then you endure 15 or 16 years of torturous sitting in of lessons by the most wonderful people of all -- teachers, whom you would hardly remember the next year (in my case);&lt;br /&gt;and then you get into the workforce and work your **** off from 9 in the morning to 5 in the evening, not counting overtime and work from home;&lt;br /&gt;you get married and have kids;&lt;br /&gt;you worry about your kid/s for twenty-odd years and then your retirement fund;&lt;br /&gt;when you finally retire and let your brain rest, there comes the GRANDkids;&lt;br /&gt;when finally the GRANDkids grow up, it is time to go and be with the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, *sensitive stuff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this is a slippery slope. I can't actually know because I am only fourteen, and still in the "torturous sitting in" stage. I can't actually know. These are based on what I have read, heard or observed. Think what you may. I hope this sets you thinking. Perhaps you have thought of this already, I might be just articulating your thoughts. Of course, there are other things in life than these listed, for example, relationships (ie friendships. My own parents don't seem to have much of a life), music (not much chance, considering the busy lifestyles, and my very limited proficiency at instruments), and other things. But being a cynic, I only choose the negative side of life. Do I? For one, I despise children. They are stinkiy, irritating and pampered. I am sure I was not irritating when I was a kid. I definitely was well-behaved, quiet, and lovable child, albeit a little mysterious because I hardly said anything. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sensitive paragraph* Yes, that is good. I wonder what will happen two years down the road. Am I being cynical again? I can't believe it. Okay then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I actually a very simple-minded person? A naive person too easily hurt? Am I just a simple girl trying to act sophisicated? I think I am you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*unreadable stuff* Are my expectations too high? Please tell me that my expectations are too high, considering my own abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am blogging very incoherently. There is a limit to how long I can stay in the sane state of mind without exaggerating the situation. This is especially evident in my philosophy journals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My smile is evil, according to Cheryl Ang, seconded by Michelle again. (or is it the other way round?) I think it started when Michelle said "Your smile is so scary, like you're hiding something in it." Cheryl adds: "Like you're planning something evil. But we all know you don't have evil intentions. *Smiles*" (think 笑裡藏刀) And if I don't smile, I just look stoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*private stuff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School dynamics:&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to say this, after knowing the Head Prefect nominees.&lt;br /&gt;1. Xin Er&lt;br /&gt;2. Yan Han&lt;br /&gt;3. Ying Yan&lt;br /&gt;4. Grace Chan&lt;br /&gt;5. Hannah (GEP)&lt;br /&gt;In secondary one, we were all "Xin Er class chair!! Xin Er SL!". Secondary two: "Xin Er sure become PIT one lah." Secondary three: "Vote for Xin Er!! Vote for Xin Er!!"*very sensitive stuff* Hannah seems to have left a very good impression on Mel. I went "Is she nice?" *thumbs up* "Is she good?" *thumbs up* "Is she nice to everyone?" *thumbs up* Well, I'll wait for her speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough ranting. bye dudesses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114856677433604689?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114856677433604689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114856677433604689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-kweky-xi.html' title='im kweky XI'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114814033253233069</id><published>2006-05-20T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T15:22:05.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must i put a title.</title><content type='html'>okay. i must say i'm pretty pissed these few days so don't bother me. and what i'm doing is ranting. not RELIVING the blog. GR. i feel like ranting everyday. but i rant somewhere else. ok. it's like accumulative pissed-off-ness. BAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics is like boring me down. miss siu just talks about measurements, units, accuracy, precision. DIEDIE. as though we can stand maths in the middle of science. oh yeah. i swear i will drop physics. i SWEAR. not to mention i don't understand a single bit about physical quantities. okay. not that i don't know anything. it's just hardly digestable in like. a few minutes. damn. and then an idiotic girl keeps asking questions non-stop. i guess miss siu will get sick of it sooner or later. BAH. it's like physics lab lessons are like pointless. and we just sit there and stare at the stupid screen and whiteboard. don't our classrooms have visualisers? *questionable point.* oh man. then it's like everyday, we walk all the way from J-Blk and struggle up to the labs EARLY in the morning or after recess. and we all go there, unable to digest anything that even seems digestable. GR. so i don't think i'm absorbing anything. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thought of learning philosophy is bittersweet. i guess thats how i feel mainly. i guess i'm kind of glad that speech and drama is over... i screwed up my S&amp;D script. and i think our performance was screwed too, considering how pissed with ashley and amanda i was that day. okay. back to philosophy. mm. philosophy might be okay for me since i always churn out unreasonable but logical theories. haha. maybe i do. ((: but then. philosophy sounds CRAZY. i mean. how on earth are you supposed to talk about stuff like discrimination and dispose the thoughts that your answer has no right or wrong. it's like everybody always has the thinking that your answer is wrong or something. not everybody has the gift of deep thinking and think shallowly. it isn't their fault that what they say turns out to be weird or something. not like everybody knows about discrimination. some people live in such sheltered worlds that they don't even understand a single bit about their outside world and the mess everywhere. lim er yang practises socratic questioning. and THAT makes things difficult. if you ask him something, he will ask you another question back. BAH. maybe i can churn out rubbish on the virtue theory. or i could rush the powerpoint slide for a presentation that has to be 10 minutes during recess. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm. i guess now that qin wang dian bing, we are like constantly concentrating on our concert pieces. and i shan't comment on them as they are uncommentable. or rather. uncommendable. and what's wrong with freaking WGY. maybe she relies on me too much. ARGH. self-reliance is maybe what she lacks. GR. if i'm not present on the day of SYF, i wonder whether she will go play it herself. heehee. xDxD maybe she won't, but she will be DEVASTATED. shunning all the NICE parts to me doesn't work. i just want to play my xiaogu and THAT'S IT okay. can't she get someone BIGGER like amelia so that it will look GOOD. or maybe even kweky. sheesh. at first she wanted me to learn my idiotic timpani part. now she jumped ship to jin shi. what's wrong with her? the changdi boat is like sinking halfway? tsktsk. one must learn to focus and concentrate on one thing. and i seriously think WGY doesn't have the ability to FOCUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like quite ironic for me after qin wang. every time on friday when i pass by RJC on my way home, i always see the place outside the RJCO room where we usually sat there and stoned before prac started or when we were waiting for RJ's dazu to end. and i was like thinking. oh man. to think we were sitting there, stoning and playing there a few weeks and days ago; watching the cars OUTSIDE the fencing. then NOW i'm watching the people there INSIDE the fencing from the road. it's kind of sad now that qin wang dian bing is over. Yi just went past like a breeze. i don't know, but preparing for RGCO concert is more irritating and stressful. not like i'm criticising our preparation methods. it's just different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow there is CLE lesson again. the MOSTMOSTMOST slack subject ever. and i hope we catch another toad and take half an hour to set it free and decide whether to drown it in water. sheesh. i sound cruel. only the strongest can survive isn't it. well. i nearly drowned our class toad since my classmates didn't know it WAS a toad and asked me to put it in the sink behind the art room. so i guess i nearly killed the life of an innocent thing. but then. letting it go wasn't EXACTLY a good thing either. he could have died in the sun and dried up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then why let it live since all life must come to an end sooner or later. death is an inevitable thing. it's just like a shadow of darkness, creeping towards you as every second passes. it's just wishful thinking of people when they say that they want to live for eternity. life is just a journey of enjoyment, engagement, love and money. when the breathing stops or the heart freezes; then all these just float out of your outstretched arms. so why live for? life is a temporary relief from the pains you endure and it comes to a stop at anytime, any day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh goodies. i sound too deep in thought. and this is a crucial advantage to me in philosophy. and i hope mr lim won't get pissed off by what i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't what you say a reflection of your character and your thoughts. it might be true for others but it isn't true for me. i guess actually no one really knows me after all. the way i present myself to others is a happy and cheerful image. but inside i don't think my mind clicks that way. i'm hiding my inner self within to conceal myself so i'm just a shadow of my own self. doesn't a shadow just present the figure of a person and not what is inside? a shadow only carves out the outside of a person. the reason why it's flat and not 3-D is because it can never capture the true identity of a person and her personality. that's why it's BLACK. not multi-coloured or something. maybe i reveal my thoughts only. i never reveal who i truly am to anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this friday i have a free block since philosophy hasn't started for us yet. maybe i will while away my time tidying up the noticeboard again like i did last friday when i was really really pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. really. if you notice i'm like pissed or something, don't ask cause it's pointless. i never tell anybody WHY and i keep it inside without revealing the truth. sometimes i reveal some bits through what i say and what i write, but inside it's actually different from what i say and write. so no one knows why except me. and this makes me out to be just an empty opaque bottle with lots of illegible lettering scribbled all over. so i hope you won't mind if i don't tell you why and what cause my lips are forever sealed and i will never spill anything out. so don't try forcing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm. i have broken my months-long silence i guess. maybe i shall be passive and silent for the coming next few months.. i prefer reading rants to typing them myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sick Cycle Carousel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lifehouse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If shame had a face, I think it would kind of look like me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If it had a home, would it be in my eyes?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you believe me if I said I am tired of this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well here we go, now one more time,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried to climb your steps,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried to chase you down,I tried to see how low I could get to down to the ground,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried to earn my way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried to change this mind,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You better believe that I tried to beat this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When will this end, it goes on and on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over, and over, and over again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep spinning around I know that it won't stop,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till I step down from this for good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never thought I'd end up here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never thought I'd be standing where I am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess I kind of thought it would be easier than this,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess I was wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now one more time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried to climb your steps,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried to chase you down,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried to see how low I could get to down to the ground,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried to earn my way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried to change this mind,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You better believe that I tried to beat this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When will this end, it goes on and on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over, and over, and over again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep spinning around I know that it won't stop,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till I step down from this for good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sick cycle carousel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a sick cycle, yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sick cycle carousel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a sick cycle, yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When will this end, it goes on and on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over, and over, and over again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep spinning around I know that it won't stop,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till I step down from this for good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114814033253233069?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114814033253233069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114814033253233069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/05/must-i-put-title_20.html' title='must i put a title.'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114778026909071850</id><published>2006-05-16T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T19:51:09.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky X</title><content type='html'>this song's VERY VERY nice!!! learn it! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;寂寞的季节 - 陶喆&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;风吹落最后一片叶&lt;br /&gt;我的心也飘着雪&lt;br /&gt;爱只能往回忆里堆叠&lt;br /&gt;oh~给下个季节&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忽然间树梢冒花蕊&lt;br /&gt;我怎么会都没有感觉&lt;br /&gt;oh~整条街都是恋爱的人&lt;br /&gt;我独自走在暖风的夜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多想要向过去告别&lt;br /&gt;当季节不停更迭 oh~&lt;br /&gt;却还是少一点坚决&lt;br /&gt;在这寂寞的季节&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;艳阳高照在那海边&lt;br /&gt;爱情盛开的世界&lt;br /&gt;远远看著热闹一切&lt;br /&gt;oh~我记得那狂烈&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;窗外是快枯黄的叶&lt;br /&gt;感伤在心中有一些 oh~&lt;br /&gt;我了解那些爱过的人&lt;br /&gt;心是如何慢慢在凋谢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多想要向过去告别&lt;br /&gt;当季节不停更迭 oh~&lt;br /&gt;却永远少一点坚决&lt;br /&gt;在这寂寞的季节&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又走过风吹的冷冽&lt;br /&gt;最后一盏灯熄灭&lt;br /&gt;从回忆我慢慢穿越&lt;br /&gt;在这寂寞的季节&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还是寂寞的季节&lt;br /&gt;一样寂寞的季节&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a sore throat!! HAHAHA. YAY. oh wenyun i told you im not coming online.. hehe. but cant resist it so im only staying for 1/2 hour till 7.50. now it's 7.48pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; 3 kweky 7.48pm 160506&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114778026909071850?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114778026909071850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114778026909071850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-kweky-x.html' title='im kweky X'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114753695426518638</id><published>2006-05-14T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T00:15:54.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must i put a title.</title><content type='html'>ohhohhoho. sorry peeps. tmr! i need to SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 wenyun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114753695426518638?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114753695426518638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114753695426518638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/05/must-i-put-title_14.html' title='must i put a title.'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114753190145470929</id><published>2006-05-13T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T22:51:41.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must i put a title.</title><content type='html'>FIFTH VIDEO. oohoo. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=QBPORJUB"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=QBPORJUB&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 wenyun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114753190145470929?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114753190145470929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114753190145470929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/05/must-i-put-title_114753190145470929.html' title='must i put a title.'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114753126521604766</id><published>2006-05-13T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T22:44:18.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must i put a title.</title><content type='html'>4th video! oohoo. i cant believe im that efficient tonight. maybe because im chionging my history pt at the same time. *hinthint.* weeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=J3PRB2GG"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=J3PRB2GG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 wenyun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114753126521604766?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114753126521604766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114753126521604766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/05/must-i-put-title.html' title='must i put a title.'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114753030000006856</id><published>2006-05-13T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T22:44:35.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must i put a title.</title><content type='html'>ah. third video is UP. oohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=PKNCMKF4"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=PKNCMKF4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 wenyun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114753030000006856?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114753030000006856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114753030000006856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/05/must-i-put-title_13.html' title='must i put a title.'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114752947045521738</id><published>2006-05-13T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T22:44:50.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must i put a title.</title><content type='html'>oohoo. this is the second video. xDxD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=7A4GT9L3"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=7A4GT9L3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 wenyun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114752947045521738?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114752947045521738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114752947045521738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/05/must-i-put-title_114752947045521738.html' title='must i put a title.'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114751710248667591</id><published>2006-05-13T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T22:45:04.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must i put a title.</title><content type='html'>yoz peeps. i uploaded ame's video number one on megaupload. go to this link kaes! xDxD WHOOTS. hao you cheng jiu gan. weeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=R4DCWPSD"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=R4DCWPSD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 wenyun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH SHEESH. i have broken my silence. and many more of THESE entries will follow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114751710248667591?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114751710248667591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114751710248667591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/05/must-i-put-title_114751710248667591.html' title='must i put a title.'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114751539884876802</id><published>2006-05-13T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T18:16:38.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHY. isnt there anyway to upload the photos. JUE WANG ARH. guess who. wahahahaha. xDxD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114751539884876802?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114751539884876802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114751539884876802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/05/why.html' title=''/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114744696166133495</id><published>2006-05-12T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T23:22:20.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky IX</title><content type='html'>okay. amelia's uploaded her pics. shall put them here too. actually they're on her blog too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="221" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6593/2275/1600/Dscf0814.0.jpg" length="294" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us: amanda, amelia, wenyun, yingting, kweky, janice, shengnan, gillian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="221" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6593/2275/1600/Dscf0815.0.jpg" length="294" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passage way from outside our door. doesnt it look like some hospital.. got clock there summore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="221" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6593/2275/1600/Dscf0816.0.jpg" length="294" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;further down the passageway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="221" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6593/2275/1600/Dscf0817.0.jpg" length="294" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our door, with our names and contacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="221" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6593/2275/1600/Dscf0818.1.jpg" length="294" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our [tiny] dressing room with gilly packing her bag. think amelia was standing on a chair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="221" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6593/2275/1600/Dscf0819.1.jpg" length="294" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mirrors. remember theatre mirrors? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="221" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6593/2275/1600/Dscf0820.1.jpg" length="294" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our dressing table. hmm. description: my converse bag, my RED paper bag, janice's obs shoebag, janice's PINK bag, janice's PINK water bottle. WHOSE SHIRT IS THAT! oh. must be wenyun's cos we all wore the shirt home. EXTRA. yes and amelia's converse bag also. and the bag of mentos which we havent eaten. and the music stand which was our table for bridge and daidi. and yingting's happry potter uno cards, and that entry pass with a $50 price tag. actually i think it's $0 cos we didnt even leave the place till when we were going home. yah. well. NEXT PIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="221" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6593/2275/1600/Dscf0821.1.jpg" length="294" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this's the view of the room from the toilet with me trying to hide as i put on my shoes, and amanda holding the toilet door open. apologies for the orientation &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="221" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6593/2275/1600/Dscf0822.1.jpg" length="294" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our bathroom, which we didnt use. turn your 90 degrees to the right, if you please. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="221" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6593/2275/1600/Dscf0806.1.jpg" length="294" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us eating dinner at the green room. can see that we'd changed already. shirt. from left to right: yingting, janice, me blurred, amanda. what was i doing? ee. cant rmb. did i drop my spoon? hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. thats all for now. waiting for videos and mingjie's input (: ciaos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114744696166133495?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114744696166133495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114744696166133495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-kweky-ix.html' title='im kweky IX'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114710131679903558</id><published>2006-05-08T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T16:49:12.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky VIII edit: 090506 3.26pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;PART i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. here i am to post about yest's escapade at esplanade. hm. nice. escapade @ esplanade. okay. so first we went to rj to meet. so we had the final briefing and that would have been the last we saw of rjco room for years.? mm. most likely. zongjin said. "backstage is like a maze. theres B1, level 1 and level 2. but then dont worry lah. the backstage is LABELLED. oh yah. if you REALLY REALLY get lost. go to level 1 and shout my name.. if you call from B1 i cant hear you." that's according to wenyun. i cant exactly rmb what he said. something along these lines. so actually before that we were going to help them move instrus. if they needed the help. so we went to the storeroom part and tbl comes. he says "dont block the way" okay we get the hint and go out and play bridge, listen to mp3 players and basically shake our legs. yes. THEN its the briefing. so we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bus was cranky. so shaky. the seats so small. ppl with big butts like me going to fall off. haha. just kidding lah. AIYAH. too bad the ri ppl were in another bus. or else i would have disappeared and janice can enjoy her er ren shi jie with her dear dear. okay. so on the bus kwan was trying to take photos. and the juniors hid behind their books [amanda and wenyun] and i and janice hid behind the seats. so we reached the esplanade quite uneventfully. what's there to happen? oh. tbl and mingjie followed the lorry. yah. and um. some ppl called marcus and junjie. uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;we headed to our dressing rooms. so seven of us [minus shengnan] gilly amanda wenyun amelia yingting janice me squeezed into the smallest dressing room on the level. like HELLO. eight into smallest? the ri ppl were next door. they had 6 ppl [patrick lionel DarreN victor eh this sec 3? guy. and bl.]. ARGH. nevermind. our room was.. CH-B09. AND AND. you know what. CH-B10 next door was empty. couldnt they have opened it too? considering that we're ahem guests and we had eight ppl at the max. and we didnt have a window AND we were the ones who stayed in the room the longest?? argh. nevermind. i sound like nothing but a complaining brat which i am not. well. let me tell you about the other rooms. theirs was like door. then passageway then room. on the passageway it turned into the toilet. ours was like. door -&gt; room -&gt; toilet. AND our room part is smaller that others'. im just commenting okay. im not complaning. as in. im glad for the chance to wander backstage already lah. AND perform at the esplanade for $2. heh. free lunch dinner and transport and shirt. there were five chairs. for seven ppl. and i think the dressing room was for three ppl only. cos got three spaces at the mirror. the mirror is those kind of you know last time theatres one very very bright lights one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole place is damn freaking big lah. the govt waste so much money on this place. tsh. sometimes only a solo performer play at the esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the place is so stuffy. i think i got a headache from staying in there for so long.. haii. and you know what. the backstage, as in the real one behind the stage where if you talk you can be heard, is Bigger than the stage itself. like. !!. hahaha. the concert hall's quite small actually. 1000 ppl. VCH is 883? right. im supposed to go at 11.15, now is 11.12. shall continue tmr. ciaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PART ii&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i stopped at the backstage. let me now continue. dressing room. mm. so we started playing cards at once. daidi for a few rounds cos we san1 que1 yi1 for bridge. heehee. only me gilly and amanda. then we played uno. with yingting's harry potter uno cards. haha. then it was like never ending.. so um ziming right? or was it bingliang popped in and said lunch before 12.30. okay so we went to the artists lounge for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was horrid. rice with oily smashed egg, cabbage, and very dry drumsticks. and guess what. wenyun dropped her two drumsticks on the floor. they rolled off her styrofoam box. gilly says: "you just dropped the most edible thing in the box." like lol. haha im evil. amelia eats very fast. aii. then the ri ppl came in for their food. and aii too bad we didnt leave janice. then her dear dear can go and join her. oops. she just reminded me not to blog about her and her dear dear. ((: okay. so... there wasnt enough spoons and the guy reminded us not to throw ours away. gilly forgot so she went to rumage in the bin. she emerges holding up her plastic spoon triumphantly. hahaha. she washes it. it's a new spoon!. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch over, we go back and try to teach wenyun bridge. succeeded very goodly. haha. i dont have to write a an instruction manual. YAY. next time we can play bridge in school. secretly, not getting caught. this is just a plan! we didnt do anything!! prefects dont book us! sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sometime in the middle of everything we decided to go to the place where there was vending machines and plants, actually the green room. we pooled our money and bought um. cheezels, twisties, da cheese biscuits, lays, nachos, what else? and i took out my sultanas and hersheys. anddd. WE PIGGED OUT!! ahaha. janice brought some chocolate. what arh? like m&amp;ms one. our bin at the end of the day was like filled to the top! hahaha. but the place was very clean and neat okay, exactly the same as when we went. thanks to me!!! *waves hand egoistically*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shengnan arrives, very delayed cos at first she forgot to bring her ic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner! was rice, xiaobaicai, fish nuggets and some weird thing. no disaters. haha. we tried to get janice's handphone and it resulted in amelia and wenyun getting a video of me, gilly and janice looking like.. we're going to bang janice??? like HUH?!?! dots. amelia we await your photos and videos (: OH AND MINGJIE TOO!! mingjie's videos and photos of friday's prac (: heehee. nudge nudge. i wish i have my own cam too! ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i shall just get on with the performance shall i.&lt;br /&gt;7.00pm doors open, audience start coming in.&lt;br /&gt;7.32pm jin she kuang wu opens the concert. haha. as usual the suona was out. after what seemed like ages, it was finally our turn. okay. so we assemble at the real backstage. hmm. dont think ppl were like nervous or anything. more like worried we'll gan pai too much and cant play. or go luan. haha. which did happen. and zongjin was like "im the only guy on this side. ..." yah. on stage left there was tianjiao, yingting, wenyun, amelia, amanda, janice, me, ruilin, mingjie, zhaomeng, shengnan, annnnd ZONGJIN. ahaha. the other side like. oh only got bian gu 1 were girls and the rest were guys. (: lol. AIYAH. mum couldnt identify who was darren.. XD okay then last was bingliang who went up in that. thing? dunno whats the name. ahaha. it's like we were all wearing unironed unwashed shirts on stage at the esplanade with glitter and glue in our hair and bingliang was there in his very very formal and expensive. shirt?. the contrast is hilarious. as in the clash was.. aiyah. nevermind. in what seemed to be five minutes, it was over. and we exited off stage. oh i was wearing blue socks and a necklace under the shirt. couldnt tell could you. hee. why the perf was screwed:&lt;br /&gt;1. gan pai like nobody's business. everywhere. although i think bingliang kept on warning us not to gan. it's inevitable! aiyah. think all the bian gu gan-ed. haha. oops. so the xiao yue qi got no choice but to follow also.&lt;br /&gt;2. messy, esp. at  xxxx xx  xxxx xx  xxxx xx  xxxx xx  xxxx xx /x/x/x/x  ... part. if you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;3. and we were already to fast there wasnt much to jian kuai at  /x /x /x /x  /x /x /x /x  (x4) and i got a little lost cos i think ruilin was lost and i was affected i guess. lol. but im not complaining. it was lousy but it was shuang XD. cos it was so damn fast.&lt;br /&gt;4. wenyun screwed her part. according to her but i couldnt tell. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;5. the stamping part still got ppl forgot to stop! argh.&lt;br /&gt;basically i think there isnt much to complain. i liked it (: the audience liked it (: my expectations are very low lah. but you see, it's OVER. even if it's not good, what can you do? whatever you say also cannot change what happened. so let it go. dont fret about which &lt;em&gt;bar&lt;/em&gt; you didnt play good enough. your own concerts are never good enough do you realise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the performance we disappeared back to the dressing room and continued playing bridge! yay. no actually wenyun and amelia went back first. oh to bring bingliang's extremely expensive. shirt. back to the the room. then we (janice me amanda yingting) went exploring the various levels of the backstage and the dressing rooms. we found out that our toilet was very ugly indeed. ANOTHER COMPLAIN TO THE LIST!! haha.. oh. before shengnan left we took a photo, thanks to jiali who took it for us (: again amelia, we await your photos and videos! please remember to upload them!! heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rjdaji ppl gave us a big packet of marshmallows and bottles of dried/fake flowers/plants with a splinter of drumstick with the word "劲(jing4)". damn cool. and some white stuff which i cant identify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to thank them and we followed them to the green room where they were posing for photos. to be taken by gilly. [there's something going on..] yah. then we took a photo with the rj ppl. the ri ppl had hastily left during the intermission. and darren had made an appointment with janice to meet at j8 the following day at 11.30am to return him his chem matters book. mm. and i went as the lampost [aka dian deng pao]. he was late. ahem. anyway. yes. ziming was like "um actually we have 30 seconds (before we need to go on stage again)" and we had not taken the photo. yes. so we finally took it. and the rj ppl dashed off. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went back and played summore bridge and uno and took some final pictures of the dressing room namely from the door, from the toilet, of the toilet, of the room, of the door, of the mirrors. then it finally came to the end of the concert and we left. without helping them move the instrus lest they ask us not to block the way again. we left without saying goodbye and now we'll never ever see ziming, zongjin, mingjie, gilly, tian yang, michelle, barbara, tian jiao, ruilin, bingliang ever again. aiyah except wenyun who'll probably see bingliang for the rest of her life.. i dont think gilly will come back. will she! OKAY gilly you must come back!! mingjie also!! if you're free lah, cos we know you got a levels this year.. shengy says she might come back if she has the time. you'd better! lol. i dunno lah. it's up to you after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ends my loong loong loong post on escapade @ esplanade. add on if you wish, but can you blog as another entry? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; 3 kweky 4.46pm 090506&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114710131679903558?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114710131679903558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114710131679903558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-kweky-viii-edit-090506-326pm.html' title='im kweky VIII edit: 090506 3.26pm'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114665569126838957</id><published>2006-05-03T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T19:28:11.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky VII</title><content type='html'>number seven. missed library for one whole hour to listen to wenyun and yingting talk about their class. hey i saw jovin a and yixin at the library btw. ive seen jovin a before. and yixin right, that time me and janice were at fareast kfc eating and we heard her talking very loudly like three tables away about her primary school days and how she was.. uh. rebellious? dunno the word. yah. therefore i have a kinda negative impression of her. mm. and you know ppl, we are going to pass away very unpeacefully this friday. BECAUSE wang gui ying LAOSHI is coming for our xiaozu AND going through EVERY SONG WE'RE PLAYING. see how dead we are?? you'd better say yes. and just now i called her about going to rj this friday and she was like BU KE YI!! BU XING!!! wahlao. so fierce for what. and i was trying to TALK to her and she KEPT INTERRUPTING ME. she needs to learn some manners. TSK. im irritated. haii. im like coming online EVERYDAY. whats happening?! AHH. okay at least i stay only like half hour to one hour. mm. then weekends will be like. WHOA. FOUR HOURS. but not this sunday. HAII. i dont want to study at esplanade! i want to explore!! heehee. it's not everyday we get to go backstage yea. OH SHUCKS. this friday is sec one pft. darn. this post is full of CAPS and swear words. though no as many as my ranting post. yea. jiayou peeps. as janice says, PEACE OUT. im a slacker&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114665569126838957?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114665569126838957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114665569126838957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-kweky-vii.html' title='im kweky VII'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114656943531844102</id><published>2006-05-02T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T19:30:35.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky VI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;well well well. i think this sunday we [ppl going for rj concert] are going to be caught in the whirlpool of sadness surrounding the rjco ppl. because that would be the last time they play with their J2s? if im not wrong. aww. i think we need to try and stay out of the way. mm. yah. pretty sad lah. to tell the truth. anyway. yah. jing xuan says "and we know that even though we may be seeing each other again, things will never be the same again. i emphasise, &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt;." this shall be a short 'un. (: short enough??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;summore from jingxuan's blog: "And it is nearly time we will be left by ourselves. it seems to soon to be true. like suddenly all the smiles and laughter we will be sharing for the next one week will be brought about with a touch of sadness and longing and a reluctance to let it go. i cannot say i will leave them with no regrets. cos i will leave with regret in my heart, knowing that i could have treasured the past few months more than i actually did. i should have known. i should have cherished. but it's too late. in the blink of an eye it'll be all gone, and what's left will only be memories." yah. her posts are very pensive. quite interesting i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;argh i just cant resist a long post can i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114656943531844102?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114656943531844102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114656943531844102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-kweky-vi.html' title='im kweky VI'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114605214218246319</id><published>2006-04-26T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T19:49:02.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky V rants. beware. REALLY RANTING!!</title><content type='html'>disclaimer: if you continue reading this, promise me that if you go mad you wouldnt implicate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today popped by music room, climbed the stairs for the first time in years? hmm. the place is so freakin clean now. you have to take off your shoes to enter. i want to swear like shit. and i saw anna loo at her "beautiful mahogany desk" enjoying the comfort of the cool nice beautiful room. the choir even hung a sign on the door that says "rgs choir." SHIT. i am so completely pissed off. so what if they got gold with honours? ever heard my rant about unfair competition? it's not that we're not good enough. it's just that there are others who are even BETTER. get it? it is true if you actually think about it. if those BETTER people dont get out of the way, the good people dont have a chance to shine. get it? you'd better. i've been feeling murderous these few days ever since friday sherry "screamed at us" according to yiusummie. yes murderous. dont come within 10 metres of me when there's a knife at hand or your life might just end there and there. im pleased with myself? fcking not. oh shit. swearing has become like a habit already. but if i dont swear would you understand the impact of what im trying to say? swear words help rants sink in faster. do you agree? im so assertive and and. shit. argh. im losing control of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is the Matrix?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Control.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Matrix is a computer generated dreamworld built to keep us under control in order to change a human being into this. [Morpheus holds out a battery to Neo.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-- (Morpheus from The Matirx (One) tells Neo)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all feel the need to have control in our lives. without a system, we feel lost. the study of human nature is an interesting thing. why why and why? what why how? questions that have no answers. never can have any satisfied answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next time you come the juniors might have changed the password to prevent me from ranting and rambling. if you actually think about what i write, you'd probably go crazy like what is going to happen to me soon. all too soon. so the next time you see "im kweky xx" as the title you may want to scroll down for some lighter hearted posts, albeit all about co and daji maybe. certainly not life. no one's as cranky crazy and cuckoo as me. encouragement for me? better not do it. you might just lose your life. im morbid. good. think of me as morbid. good. if you were to do a brain scan on me to see what's inside. you would regret it totally. too totally. because you definitely wouldnt want to know what goes on under the layers of hair, dead skin, skin, fats, muscles, flesh, skull of mine. definitely. keep guessing. you might hit jackpot. i wish i had einstein's brain though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish that owls really could bring our letters. then i wouldnt have to walk across the whole of block d and down one level just to ask janice something or what. and i wouldnt even think of climbing up to the fourth floor to talk to the sec twos. and i wouldnt have to stretch all the way to block j to call on some more juniors. i can just throw the owl out the corridor and my message will get to daji-ians in a matter of seconds. of course, this is all so impossible. do me a favour, if you ever become a neurologist or something, go tweak some bird brain and make it deliver letters. thanks. i will thank you by flooding your office with love notes painstakingly carved in blood. arent i wonderful to you? goodness. imagine the bloody blood and ants crowding around to suck the sweet sweet sugar in my blood. imagine it. WOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next year for philo we're debating on God. according to ms grace lim aka mrs mao. it should be funner than falacies. RIGHT? i really hope so. in sec two i thought fallacies would be funner than euthanasia. [capital punishment was okay] euthanasia totally bored me to death. if that person want to die then let him/her die lah. sheesh. whats there to debate about. condemn me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i delight in scaring the daylights out of people with my morbidity. thanks you! my classmate told me im the inspiration for her character in ld play. im so honoured. im inspiration because im quiet and and. quiet. yea baby yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have to belive in what you say for others to even take your words seriously. first time i had a takeaway from a cle lesson this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow got social studies. the most wonderful subject ever. absolutely. because of our absolutely wonderful old and wise and experienced teacher. (: [sadistic smile]. pray for me because im going to turn into a zombie after ss tmr. (: [sadistic smile again]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you think you know me, you're gonna go: "o.o who is this blogging? are you sure it's kweky? this sounds so impossible." maybe? well maybe not. maybe you'd be too accustomed to my eccentricities [my my im not eccentric! i really am different. im not different just for the sake of it..] anyway, just for the sake of no better word, eccentricities to mind this much. you might just think this is kinda extreme. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging is just a temporary relief. after blogging the stress will just come all rushing back again. it was the same doing library duty too. work myself out. but at the end it all comes rushing back again. relief doesnt work. i need to solve the problem. but the Other problem is that im too lazy to solve The problem!. wonderful? absolutely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating is a chore. you understand? eating decreases the time left to do other stuff eg prac yun luo, use the com, study [which is not applicable in my case]. we should just eliminate the idea of eating. afterall everything is not what it is. we may be eating shit [ie. feaces] but our brain interpretes it as delicious smelling tempura with terriyaki sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today im like totally stoned. why? i dont know at all. i have no fcking idea. i was so slow stamping and borrowing books. there's like a white veil with no end point around my mind and brain. obstructing my view of "reality". i finally gave up my slowness and let tricia the great do it. she's fast AND efficient. unlike me. RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if words could kill many people whould have been dead by the end of this post. likewise if looks could kill you would have been dead before you could even think "kweky". im feeling extremely sadistic and dramatic right now. but do not doubt these are what i think all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots. this must be my longest entry ever in my whole blogging history (: all about rants. ranting rocks, apart from the fact that readers might go mad from reading rants. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you but you dont love me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114605214218246319?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114605214218246319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114605214218246319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-kweky-v-rants-beware-really-ranting.html' title='im kweky V rants. beware. REALLY RANTING!!'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114578471248297171</id><published>2006-04-23T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T17:31:52.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala. im gonna shut my mouth up forever! xDxD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 wenyun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114578471248297171?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114578471248297171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114578471248297171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/04/lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114576404543786715</id><published>2006-04-23T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T11:47:25.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky IV</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;im pissed off. absolutely. at everything. life. co. and myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CO is not just about YOU. It is about individuals coming together and presenting a wonder – a wonder that so many different individuals are able to work together towards a common goal. If what you are looking for is personal achievement, please quit CO and join Track and Field where all your personal achievements are attributed to you and yourself only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to make life in CO happier, please co-operate in the following things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;/em&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please remember your part, remember how the rhythm goes&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.      &lt;strong&gt;Please inform me (Kwek Yong) if you are not going for any practice and give a valid reason.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.      &lt;strong&gt;Please be committed to Chinese Orchestra and attend all practice sessions&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.      &lt;strong&gt;Try and be more familiar with the songs we play.&lt;/strong&gt; It will help during dazu in keeping you on track, like which part the orchestra is playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.      &lt;strong&gt;Please speak up if you are not sure about anything or if you have difficulties.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.      &lt;strong&gt;Please treat the instruments as humanely as possible, use your brain coupled with strength to allow more effective movement of instruments&lt;/strong&gt;. I am sure you are made up of more than memory. I am sure you have a thinking brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.      &lt;strong&gt;Please be responsible and not lose any of your scores&lt;/strong&gt;. I will give you your first copy of your score and if you lose it you will ask the original from me and photocopy it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.      &lt;strong&gt;Please practise at home.&lt;/strong&gt; “Practice makes perfect” it does work in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.      &lt;strong&gt;Please remember what has been taught and said.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;im going to put this up on the storeroom door. please do co-operate. and i will give each of you a copy of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114576404543786715?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114576404543786715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114576404543786715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-kweky-iv.html' title='im kweky IV'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114563203301137799</id><published>2006-04-21T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T23:07:13.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rgco djy rox</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;heyhey! i get to blog here finally, cos' kweky gave me the username!!! yayz!&lt;br /&gt;haha anyway, juz wanted to say, "ADD OIL"! (translate tht into chinese literally to understand) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Yup, this is a great place as a propaganda tool (as i told kweky) to tell everyone to have fun and enjoy urself... qin wang dian bing thingy must be quite scary, but still... enjoy urselves ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;It's been great to have such an opportunity to be with all of u... esp. since this is probably my last concert in school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;luv ya peeps... and add more oil! tht's the spirit! yeaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114563203301137799?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114563203301137799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114563203301137799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/04/rgco-djy-rox.html' title='rgco djy rox'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114552249264503384</id><published>2006-04-20T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T16:41:33.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky III</title><content type='html'>yozz. i have been ranting again. see &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=AFJXSGZX"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=AFJXSGZX&lt;/a&gt;. first, CLEAR YOUR MIND. after reading, CLEAR YOUR MIND!. it is really important that you FORGET WHAT I RANT. thanks a lot. i just need an audience. the last part reads "Thank you for reading my rants. I hope you do think aboutit." in my handwriting but apparently my scanner cant scan it in. so sorry wenyun i told you my scanner couldnt work but it miraculously worked today. hehe. today rgs book day. popular titles [i know at least two classes doing]: memoirs of a geisha, charlie and the chocolate factory, a wrinkle in time, narnia? haha. no one else did artemis fowl!! heehee. as far as i know. OKAY i need to do my math pt which is due tmr. the stupid teacher say must type out of else will deduct presentation mark. sheesh. ciaozz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114552249264503384?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114552249264503384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114552249264503384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-kweky-iii.html' title='im kweky III'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114546022693764496</id><published>2006-04-19T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T23:26:00.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogger hates my html. &lt;3 wenyun &lt;3 daji &lt;3 drumsticks &lt;/3 drumstick mutilaters (aka me)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;lalala. im posting this in a hurry cause i wanna sleep! DUH. i mean. its like. 11.28 now. DOTS. i ought to be sleeping now but nvm. jancie isnt sleeping YET. (: *whoots &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;ok: KWEKY stop fretting over trying to find stuff to let me prac. i FOUND stuff from bl so dont go TCHTCH. and go fretting over on what to do. lolz. and then. shouldnt we let mingjie and the others post too? that would be damn FUN. yay! xD hee. wont that be funny. sheesh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;SIGH. damn worried about qin wang dian bing. im gonna die! TSKTSK and sheesh. really waht. when i say i WILL die = I WILL die and that its gonna be TRUE like shit. lol. i think i seem to be swearing. oops. *clamp up mouth. EGOEGO look. yay. im the first one to talk crap here so ciaos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114546022693764496?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114546022693764496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114546022693764496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/04/blogger-hates-my-html-3-wenyun-3-daji.html' title='blogger hates my html. &lt;3 wenyun &lt;3 daji &lt;3 drumsticks &lt;/3 drumstick mutilaters (aka me)'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114538184654540089</id><published>2006-04-19T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T01:37:26.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im jancie/janice/meiting, wadeva. juz NOT MATING</title><content type='html'>yooozzz. i'm not going to school today!! wheeee. ok nothing to be happy about. cos there must be a reason why i'm not going to school today. n the reason is: lao4 sai4. ok that sounds so crude.  heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i agree with u kweky! daji is soooo bonded man! clapss* n the juniors are er enthu?? haha. ok erm. regarding lunch with kweky janice amelia amanda wenyun yingting mingjie gilly shengy. i have no objection.wahahaha. so honoured to be fully booked the whole day by u people. LOL. i shant be ego. lalala. no is kweky booked me on 29th april. she doesnt allow me to go anywhere else with anyone else. lol. but nevermind. we will have fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not comment on THE TEACHER. i've got nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;ahem. meiting. i cant forget. hahahahahahahahahahahaha. i want to laugh my head off.. hahahahahaha. as long as you return always in one piece, 100% original i wont get worried. hahaha. third year: dear. third week: dear. i;d. [ee.] right. cryptic enough? good.&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are u laughing abt convo on d_ _ _k, mei(ma)ting or waad??????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;kweky, would u mind explaining this paragraph in greater detail? cuz pigs like me cannot understand. thank you for your cooperation. (: too cryptic to be understandable i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.ok. u people have fun in sch today n i shall sleep on my cosy bed. wahahaha. oh no! i will miss cooking!!! sigh. anyways, ciaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: kweky, i didnt know u didnt know i didnt know u didnt know i didnt know wad u r talking abt.  XD    =pPpP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114538184654540089?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114538184654540089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114538184654540089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-janciejanicemeiting-wadeva-juz-not.html' title='im jancie/janice/meiting, wadeva. juz NOT MATING'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114528451285750856</id><published>2006-04-17T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T22:35:12.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i put my name up there so you'll know who's writing kay. not cos im ego. if i really want to show im ego i would have put kweky the great. i have a temptation to put it you know. haha. i feel that our year section is probably more bonded than previous years.. uh.. as in previously we were kind of split seniors.juniors hurhur. kinda. now. i dont know, maybe you can say we're more together? heehee. how's lunch with kweky janice amelia amanda wenyun yingting mingjie gilly shengy? please say yes (: heehee. we'll have fun! yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;xiaozu.. argh. the STUPID TEACHER DOESNT COME. shitty. stupid. argh. the rj teacher may come and take over the TEACHER. and i rather have rj conductor than rg conductor. &lt;em&gt;she's so nice.&lt;/em&gt; although the rj conductor is quite fierce.. and weird. haha. i think he's nice lah. amelia thinks so too. i think. she said after we [me and janice] went out he suddenly became nice. hahaha. doubtful cause here. and he's more efficient. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ahem. meiting. i cant forget. hahahahahahahahahahahaha. i want to laugh my head off.. hahahahahaha. as long as you return always in one piece, 100% original i wont get worried. hahaha. third year: dear. third week: dear. i;d. [ee.] right. cryptic enough? good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ciaos! remember to prac. please please please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114528451285750856?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114528451285750856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114528451285750856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-kweky_17.html' title='im kweky'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114527920038942478</id><published>2006-04-17T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T21:08:40.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ohyeah. im telling you. PAIGU rocks. hahaha. can guess right. hmmhmm. and then today! kweky was so damn funny.. hahahha. (: lolz. cos the teacher wasnt here and then she had to CONTROL us little wild little younglings. hahah. YOUNGLINGS. and then. she was like. prac-ing. and was very ZAI arh. lalala. PAIGU rawks but drum sets rock MORE. hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;3 wenyun (: so zai. so pro. hahaha. *EGOEGO.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114527920038942478?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114527920038942478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114527920038942478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/04/ohyeah.html' title=''/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114508187744376023</id><published>2006-04-15T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T14:17:57.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im kweky</title><content type='html'>yozz oohoohoo. you know why im oohoohoo-ing. oh yes you do. (: yay. todays prac was tiring and hot. we were standing in the sun hello. then we moved to the shade and we were in one straight line. wonderful (: haii. im bored. yay i have finished my pts. WOOTS. WOOTS. we a re most probably going out for lunch with kweky, janice, wenyun, amelia, amanda, yingting, gillian, mingjie, shengnan, [and maybe even ** if they want to go. ahem. ] oh man. what has gotten into me?!! nevermind. yes most likely is arh.. next next saturday. shengnan's comp is on.. 16 april. oh my goodness! that's monday! WOOTS. jiayou and good luck shengnan. HEEHEE. ciaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114508187744376023?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114508187744376023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114508187744376023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-kweky.html' title='im kweky'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114502951581503105</id><published>2006-04-14T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T23:45:15.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Artist: Smash Mouth Lyrics Song: All Star Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me&lt;br /&gt;I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed&lt;br /&gt;She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb&lt;br /&gt;In the shape of an "L" on her forehead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming&lt;br /&gt;Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running&lt;br /&gt;Didn't make sense not to live for fun&lt;br /&gt;Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to do so much to see&lt;br /&gt;So what's wrong with taking the back streets&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know if you don't go&lt;br /&gt;You'll never shine if you don't glow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Hey now you're an All Star get your game on, go play&lt;br /&gt;Hey now you're a Rock Star get the show on get paid&lt;br /&gt;And all that glitters is gold&lt;br /&gt;Only shooting stars break the mold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a cool place and they say it gets colder&lt;br /&gt;You're bundled up now but wait 'til you get older&lt;br /&gt;But the meteor men beg to differ&lt;br /&gt;Judging by the hole in the satellite picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ice we skate is getting pretty thin&lt;br /&gt;The waters getting warm so you might as well swim&lt;br /&gt;My world's on fire how about yours&lt;br /&gt;That's the way I like it and I never get bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat Chorus 2x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody once asked could I spare some change for gas&lt;br /&gt;I need to get myself away from this place&lt;br /&gt;I said yep what a concept&lt;br /&gt;I could use a little fuel myself&lt;br /&gt;And we could all use a little change&lt;br /&gt;Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming&lt;br /&gt;Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running&lt;br /&gt;Didn't make sense not to live for fun&lt;br /&gt;Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb&lt;br /&gt;So much to do so much to see&lt;br /&gt;So what's wrong with taking the back streets&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know if you don't go&lt;br /&gt;You'll never shine if you don't glow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgoodness. im obsessed with drumsets! jusat finished my dajiyue tee design. will show it tomorrow! wahhaahahaha. i spent an hour on designing and colouring. im trying to scan it here APPARENTLY but cant. so sad. ): jiayou for tomorrows dumb bloody RJC prac. dead like hell down here. sheesh. isit a spider or a bug on my screen. *flick* whatever lah. should we change our skin. then it would be our THIRD skin change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            blog profile links tag calendar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drum set pic                            whatever here lah. very nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its quite simple but its very DAJI-ISH. consider people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 loves wenyun xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114502951581503105?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114502951581503105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114502951581503105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/04/artist-smash-mouth-lyrics-song-all.html' title=''/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114501474131563291</id><published>2006-04-14T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T20:59:47.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yo! people. haha im here to post as i said i will. LOL anyways, oh for your info, we will be deciding the design for daji shirt to be worn for rjco concert tmr. hey can i suggest something? can we like all put "♥ RGCO daji with passion and love! ~" on our msn nick? muz be united. haha sorry wenyun dudedess for copying. no copyrite anyways. lalala =P=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh life is sad n sour. lol. so much hmwk n ptssssss.... but cheers for moi! i actually finished all my hmwk today!!! n its holiday &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GREEN! BUCKLE FOREVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;3 jancie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114501474131563291?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114501474131563291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114501474131563291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/04/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114490785871702249</id><published>2006-04-13T13:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T22:32:53.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CARIBBEAN QUEEN - Billy Ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hello people. this is so funn. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Billy Ocean - Caribbean Queen Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She dashed by me in painted on jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And all heads turned 'cause she was the dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;In the blink of an eye I knew her number and her name yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ah she said I was the tiger she wanted to tame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Caribbean queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Now we're sharing the same dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And our hearts they beat as oneNo more love on the run&lt;br /&gt;I lose my cool when she steps in the room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And I get so excited just from her perfume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Electric eyes that you can't ignore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And passion burns you like never before&lt;br /&gt;I was in search of a good time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Just running my game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Love was the furthest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Furthest from my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Repeat CHORUS Three Times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HA. this song rocks. laters gots pracs. ats rjcs. hohos. buts befores thats Is haves nationals archivess trips. sos irritatings. Ims sorrys is cants remembers thes rests ofs yours birthdayss. getting irritated with s at the back hoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ONE RING TO BRING THEM ALL AND IN THE DARKNESS BIND THEM. im going to watch lotr movie marathon on dvd with my friend soon. hahaha. i dont like the keyboard. maybe im too used to laptop. my fingers hover too close to the keys now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;do you think we should tell the seniors and ex-seniors and quitters about here and let them blog? hmm. feedback kay. lets make a promise that we'll never leave this blog dead for one month. thank you(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yes, and i need everyone to prac their parts for 金狮戏球 and then we can progress faster and not waste so much time going like 10 bars each time. its irritating. anyway, the teacehr isnt going to be permanent so we need to kao zi ji [as always]. self is always better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yay. yellow. WADDLE. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;[edit]&lt;3 kweky [/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114490785871702249?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114490785871702249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114490785871702249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/04/caribbean-queen-billy-ocean_13.html' title='CARIBBEAN QUEEN - Billy Ocean'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114485153934923379</id><published>2006-04-12T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T22:18:59.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahah. my turn to be EGO. kweky remembers my birthday. wahahahaha. so she has to remember a bday prez for me! muahahahahha. sigh. im like aching all over and coughcough. FLU loh. so qing da jia xiao xing xiao xing gan ran dao wo de bing! hahahah. suo yi yao duoduo zhao gu shen ti. wahahaha. ok lah. *coughcough* now i got stomach pain. shucks. im SICK. ee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 wenyun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114485153934923379?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114485153934923379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114485153934923379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/04/hahah.html' title=''/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114482733095866241</id><published>2006-04-12T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T15:35:30.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh shucks! i deleted the template accidentally. howhowhow. kwekyong faster send me the tag board template. sorry! loves wenyun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114482733095866241?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114482733095866241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114482733095866241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-shucks-i-deleted-template.html' title=''/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114477082675548892</id><published>2006-04-11T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T19:47:35.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>signing off...</title><content type='html'>oh i juz realised i forgot to sign off. so here i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 jancie (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114477082675548892?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114477082675548892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114477082675548892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/04/signing-off.html' title='signing off...'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114477068302786049</id><published>2006-04-11T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T23:51:23.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIRD</title><content type='html'>hey so sad im the third! oh wells. anyways, rgdaji rocks your socks (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114477068302786049?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114477068302786049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114477068302786049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/04/third.html' title='THIRD'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114477050653598440</id><published>2006-04-11T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T23:48:26.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THIS SKIN IS TOTALLY NOT RELATED TO DAJI. but WEN YUN the nice small dwarf will edit it soon. wahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 wenyun (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114477050653598440?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114477050653598440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114477050653598440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-skin-is-totally-not-related-to.html' title=''/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25881172.post-114477014975119727</id><published>2006-04-11T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T23:42:29.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST</title><content type='html'>haha. kweky here. honoured to be first to post. you can always delete this and post "first" haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25881172-114477014975119727?l=impaired-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114477014975119727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25881172/posts/default/114477014975119727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impaired-.blogspot.com/2006/04/first.html' title='FIRST'/><author><name>your job is to kick ass and shut up</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04506149206622877699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
