<?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-21085888</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:04:05.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zicongthingy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>228</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-5941845851573952693</id><published>2010-02-12T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T00:39:06.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt; heh&lt;br /&gt; yeah tottally manxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that 70's song says:&lt;br /&gt; waixz arezxz eeuuxz tokingxzxz liekxzxz datxzxzxzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt; funxx mahhhxxx. lyk, totallyzxzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that 70's song says:&lt;br /&gt; iieexzxz tinkxzxz datxzxz thosexzz pplxz huxz tokxzxzz liekxzxz diszxxz, deirxzxz "x"xzxz nxzxz "z"xzxz keyzxzxzzx rxzxz spoiltxzxzxz&lt;br /&gt; nxzzx iieexzxz cantxzxz rlyxzxzx readxzxz diszxzx properlyxzxzxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt; hahazzxzz iieexxzxx canxxzxx, totalleeezzxxxzx&lt;br /&gt; iszxx thatzxxz sadzxxzx? =Z =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that 70's song says:&lt;br /&gt; canxzxz uxzxz countxzxzxz thxzxz numberxzxzxzx ofxzxzx "xzxzzxz"sxzxzxzz?&lt;br /&gt; iiieexzxz betxzxz uxzxzxz kenotxzxzxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt; n0esszxxz iieeszxxz carrntzxzx, butzxzx nothingszxzxzx newzxxzxxz heeezxzxz&lt;br /&gt; lyk, lolol0l0l!!111!!11oneoneone!11shiftone!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that 70's song says:&lt;br /&gt; omg i can't type like this any longer&lt;br /&gt; my x and z keys are gonna fade&lt;br /&gt; my l o l keys are fading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHAHA EPIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I ended up here; stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG14 (!), War games (Ares!), class banner + performance (stomp), Fac dance (Ares!), Campfire night, lectures and stuff, CNY celebs, Providence: A Silver Lining concert (eek.), debate trainings, bluh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-5941845851573952693?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/5941845851573952693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=5941845851573952693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/5941845851573952693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/5941845851573952693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2010/02/g-says-heh-yeah-tottally-manxxx-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-8604489242502945882</id><published>2010-01-18T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T23:00:52.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's probably quite sad that so much of the conversations I have nowadays involve reminiscing. And I'm only 17!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also probably quite sad that my blogposts are more like Messenger personal messages or Twitter posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-8604489242502945882?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/8604489242502945882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=8604489242502945882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/8604489242502945882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/8604489242502945882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-probably-quite-sad-that-so-much-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-7417583479151200638</id><published>2009-12-18T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T19:51:53.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's always stuff I want to post, typically thought of when I'm lying in bed and can't fall asleep; but I eventually forget them. Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been ages since my last post; Kyushu was fun-ish, HCSE rehearsals as soon as I'm back. Pool-ed with Yuquan Shunxiang and some other people last Friday; (Jonathan Mok o.O) crashed HCISO camp on Monday and Wednesday, OMM+WAYO concert on Monday, HCISO farewell + bowling on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to summarize nearly 3 weeks in one paragraph. Go, me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-7417583479151200638?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/7417583479151200638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=7417583479151200638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/7417583479151200638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/7417583479151200638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/12/theres-always-stuff-i-want-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-7483296793428202463</id><published>2009-11-21T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T05:11:43.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just back from THIMUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minor withdrawal symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commencement dinner on Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying offfff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-7483296793428202463?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/7483296793428202463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=7483296793428202463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/7483296793428202463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/7483296793428202463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-back-from-thimun.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-6388773837545975534</id><published>2009-11-11T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T02:55:07.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The previous hiatus has seen a flurry of stuff; pre-exam mugging, exams, iSpark Nite, CCA Appreciation, 4I-1 BBQ, lots of going out, A Musical Tapestry, pre-Chinese drilling, O-level HCL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Musical Tapestry was a really lukewarm graduation for our batch compared to everything we were planning; we can scream and swear at H1N1, at the school administration, at fate all we want, but in the end I think the closure was a great opportunity to reflect upon our past 4 years; and hey, 'twas pretty enriching and fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To HCIDb8 as well; I really really regret not spending enough time there, but even as it stands, I think it's been pretty fun =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4I-1's been cool; 'twas rather strained at times, but we've come through it all in one piece, and &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/video/video.php?v=1225077981992&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt; we all kay. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SvqV9j2RM9I/AAAAAAAAAVo/waNs-QHAyJ8/s1600-h/14237_167514948852_780643852_2792318_1289165_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SvqV9j2RM9I/AAAAAAAAAVo/waNs-QHAyJ8/s320/14237_167514948852_780643852_2792318_1289165_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402795587811750866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I'm glad to see everyone going further into their dreams, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And goodness I'm so bored I'm 1. blog-hopping and 2. actually checking my Facebook account!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goh Shao Wee&lt;br /&gt;SocialInterview.com asked me "What is the funniest thing you've ever seen/heard Mok Zi Cong do/say?"&lt;br /&gt;I answered: "Scream."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-6388773837545975534?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/6388773837545975534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=6388773837545975534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6388773837545975534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6388773837545975534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/11/previous-hiatus-has-seen-flurry-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SvqV9j2RM9I/AAAAAAAAAVo/waNs-QHAyJ8/s72-c/14237_167514948852_780643852_2792318_1289165_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-8080808552454063489</id><published>2009-10-11T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T22:22:22.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I was walking home today, I noticed a labourer sleeping on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I started wondering what is it about that image that triggered what was nearly an instinctive reaction amongst some Singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think it's jealousy. That due to our social circumstance we are unable to live as we would like to. That "civilised society" necessitates previously needless suffering of those that live within it. And since the entire point of civilisation is to provide utility to those that live within it, has society failed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I pointed out my logical fallacy; that compared to the alternative, society does offer the better option. (Or does it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I reached home, and my thoughts turned to my Physics exam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-8080808552454063489?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/8080808552454063489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=8080808552454063489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/8080808552454063489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/8080808552454063489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/10/as-i-was-walking-home-today-i-noticed.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-1398489000504123168</id><published>2009-09-07T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T01:04:33.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This post's been a long time coming, mostly 'cos blogger died on my com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tis been a one-month hiatus &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, T3Hainan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22/8; Sat: 3 hour plane ride, 3 hour bus ride, and dinner at Xin Jing Village. Firecrackers, and then time to admire the house we'd be staying in; which, as luck would have it, was the worst of the lot. Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/?action=view&amp;current=CopyofDSC01165.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/th_CopyofDSC01165.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01318.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/th_DSC01318.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/?action=view&amp;current=CopyofDSC01205.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/th_CopyofDSC01205.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23/8; Sun: Farming! For some strange reason I really enjoyed farming. Like, really enjoyed. Like, I wouldn't mind doing it for everyone else, and I don't even know why I enjoy it so much &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01280.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/th_DSC01280.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01264.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/th_DSC01264.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(at the back; 'cos super-enthu people go in first)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After farming we were told to (a) prepare a performance and (b) talk to the village children and teach them English. 'Twas never meant to be any group doing both; and some groups did none, but 4I-1 people are just so gentlemanly we tanked everything, heh. At least we got to know the village people, and that was fun xD. And discovered that the entire village has the surname chen2 o.O (so just shout "chen xian sheng" and everyone comes running)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were supposed to "visit a farmer's home to understand their life", but since we knew the daughter already she brought us around, heh. Catching dragonflies + fishing + playing with frogs + playing with cow FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making of "Hainan Kue" was another display of 4I-1's gentlemanly prowess heh. We waited for everyone else to use the wok (or whatever you call it &gt;.&lt;), so we ended up eating last (and hence bathing last), and we actually finished our food &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24/8; Monday: Irrigation was "thrown off the deep end", and completely phail. But free time, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kong Meng Lantern was cool! 4I-1's had the most holes (and hence the most patches), but at least it flew =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01452.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/th_DSC01452.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01458.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/th_DSC01458.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama night, eh? &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And close-up fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01527.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/th_DSC01527.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25/8; Tues: Wenchang High School, cultural exchange and stuff. Basketball friendly. Lesson on mangrove swamps. Eh and the teacher's really really good. She could make me partially understand a Geography lesson in Chinese (which is godly), and she's very nice too, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit to mangrove swamp cancelled, so we inexplicably dropped by some I-dunno-what-place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01605.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/th_DSC01605.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their performances totally pwnt ours &gt;.&lt; Returned to Xin Jing Village, and spent 11pm - 5am playing mahjong and bridge with the villagers. Last night, so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26/8; Wednesday: 5-hour bus ride, interrupted only by toilet breaks. Visited wuzhishan, and "trekked". Then check-in at a hotel. No solo, unfortunately &gt;.&lt; Got stuck in a 3-person room with Alfred and Brolin. But it's a hotel, so. Then went to some vocational school for cultural exchange again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27/8; Thursday: Visited beach, then an overly extravagant lunch. Killed time doing stupid stuff, then check-in hotel, then went around shopping at night. Which was a waste of time, our bargaining skills can't beat those of the Chinese nationals &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha Wayne =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28/8; Friday: Visit to Volcano Park, then a brewery. Which was uhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01750.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/th_DSC01750.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I think beer tastes disgusting &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then visit to another school, cultural performances and stuff. Their performances owned ours, but we were used to it already &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01783.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/th_DSC01783.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29/8; Saturday: Spent 4 hours in the morning shopping! Brought around by 2 students from the school from Haikou Guo Xing High School; and ended up spending most time in the arcade &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some DDR thing, heh xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then flew back to Singapore! Gambling den plane, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30/8; Sunday: Meh. Rest. Read emails. Do stupid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31/9; Monday: Back to school, realised that our class screwed both TDay (banner + cards) stuff up &gt;.&lt; Hung around, passed card to Ms Gwee (which was pretty entertaining heh), hung around in orch room for a while, then back to NHPS. Sat in the canteen for literally an hour staring into blank space waiting for the people from other schools to come &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Westwood Bowling Alley, to, well. Bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/?action=view&amp;current=P1535_31-08-09.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/th_P1535_31-08-09.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting strikes = bowl less = save time = more time to read book xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then hung around in the Clementi area before going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/8; Tuesday: Orch practice on Teachers' Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/8; Wednesday: Slack-ish day. Chem and Physics SPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/8; Thursday: Math prac paper, and then clean up classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/8; Friday: Home learning (didn't bother). Then back to school for orch (conductor from Hong Kong came over, and I still don't know what instrument I'm playing, if I'm playing at all &gt;.&lt;), and then missed Sec4 dinner to go for brother's birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5/8; Saturday: Homework &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/8: FBR BBQ. Westmall, shopping, fail-fire, cards, singing, basketball. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/?action=view&amp;current=P1000468.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/th_P1000468.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fell sick right after &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-1398489000504123168?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/1398489000504123168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=1398489000504123168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1398489000504123168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1398489000504123168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-posts-been-long-time-coming-mostly.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-833956136361465965</id><published>2009-08-08T20:40:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T06:11:18.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's so ironic that &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yTnvqQFFc1c"&gt; this &lt;/a&gt; has a better rating that it's &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X0I2inJdaT8&amp;feature=related"&gt; it's original &lt;/a&gt;. And both of which combined have fewer views that &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lViRlo1_b1o&amp;feature=fvw"&gt; this &lt;/a&gt; genius thing. Gets one thinking, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Day celebs were spent over at Changi Naval Base, exploring ships and whatnot. Pretty interesting, haha; and the reception was probably made all the better 'cos we're an all-guys school XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though our pockets all felt so empty =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went out for outing with APCG people. Bowling; Carissa Luyang Song Sim and Yusee left early; so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/?action=view&amp;current=5340_125722119973_714744973_3144928.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/th_5340_125722119973_714744973_3144928.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/?action=view&amp;current=5296_110054558033_593708033_2443606.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/th_5296_110054558033_593708033_2443606.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/?action=view&amp;current=5360_112692296023_723956023_2332618.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/th_5360_112692296023_723956023_2332618.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/?action=view&amp;current=5973_113401943852_780643852_2236-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i849.photobucket.com/albums/ab57/kokmidong/th_5973_113401943852_780643852_2236-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then spent my time wacthing Hana Yori Dango (Jap version of BBF, heh.) which was well. I teared, yeah. Then watched BBF and uh I don't think it can compare =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should watched Hana Yori Dango, I think it's better (gave up upon BBF after watching the first 10-ish mins), really =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And uhm the myriad of events; Debate (called it!) and String Orch elections, 4I-1 iSpark Nite Auditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Youth Assembly was pretty boring, so much so I got out Math and started doing the Ten Year Series. No offence meant to the delegates of the NYA, but really, us members of public were really in the dark. And what we heard of the proposed bills weren't exactly very awe-inspiring either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a slackahh and lovin' it, really. It's such a great change, and it feels so good. I actually managed to read a decent fiction book, about 400-ish pages, which I haven't been able to for a long time. Best part? I read it in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything's finally over, and stupid it may be to indulge in a period which should be spent focused on EOYs, well, then I guess I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-833956136361465965?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/833956136361465965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=833956136361465965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/833956136361465965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/833956136361465965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-so-ironic-that-this-has-better_4899.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-8120003121556722360</id><published>2009-07-23T04:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T05:02:53.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wanted to write my own "tragic hero" short story after seeing all the numerous examples all over the place (Code Geass, Frankenstein, Macbeth), but meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend last weekend watching Shakugan no Shana; and zomg the similarities between SnS and Zero no Tsukaima are insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't be watching anime to de-stress, haha. Purely waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫ hciso ♫ †Vin† “Moosik” says:&lt;br /&gt;*haiz and then ep3 starts&lt;br /&gt;14slc de[FAC]to; нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;*yeah&lt;br /&gt;*dunno lah mixed feelings haha&lt;br /&gt;*i was enjoying slacking =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we go with the slew of schedules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genius people opened a Starbucks at Coro, heh. Went there with Hsiong Shaowee Yuquan on Monday to study Math, though much help that did &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Liki: "Yeah, I'm actually teaching Math, aren't you surprised"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to revert to Elizabethan English, just because I can, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14slc de[FAC]to; нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;*what are the equations we need to know&lt;br /&gt;*for work done and stuff&lt;br /&gt;♫ hciso ♫ †Vin† “Moosik” says:&lt;br /&gt;*?&lt;br /&gt;*lol&lt;br /&gt;*errr&lt;br /&gt;*it can be found in the ancient old stack of notes given by the ancient old caveman&lt;br /&gt;14slc de[FAC]to; нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;*my bones are weary from poring over the arcane tomes&lt;br /&gt;*do you have the information i seek?&lt;br /&gt;*if so, i bid thee speak! or forever maintain thy peace&lt;br /&gt;♫ hciso ♫ †Vin† “Moosik” says:&lt;br /&gt;*the information you seek can be drawn from the internet&lt;br /&gt;*juz take a hypodermic needle&lt;br /&gt;*then stick into thecom screen&lt;br /&gt;*then sucksucksuck&lt;br /&gt;*then once u got all the words inside the needle&lt;br /&gt;*poke into ur brain&lt;br /&gt;*near the cerebrum&lt;br /&gt;*then u haf the info u nid&lt;br /&gt;*o omnipotent being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-8120003121556722360?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/8120003121556722360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=8120003121556722360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/8120003121556722360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/8120003121556722360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/07/test.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-1792458373776279131</id><published>2009-07-16T04:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T04:45:14.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*cough* First and second week of school was meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/Sl8NgoJos6I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/QUbpxWazgPc/s1600-h/P1409_09-07-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/Sl8NgoJos6I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/QUbpxWazgPc/s320/P1409_09-07-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359016935778988962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/Sl8Ng3nF0UI/AAAAAAAAAVY/47zhOu_lwS0/s1600-h/P1410_09-07-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/Sl8Ng3nF0UI/AAAAAAAAAVY/47zhOu_lwS0/s320/P1410_09-07-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359016939929063746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till I started doodling, no less. Goodness, I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PDay Semifinals were today. Muh. No-lose situation for me; I suppose. Passing it means well happiness, while failing it means no more work. And camping in class after everything was pretty fun ahaha. Was actually seriously contemplating going to watch Harry Potter too! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh Jerome want to eat lunch"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay where you wanna go"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I anything de"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I also anything. Actually I don't mind going out"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Harry Potter?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end went home 'cos of all the inertia =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so many people are missing school zomg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Zi Cong I'm quarantined! Want a free hug?" (which happened like no less than 5 times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICAS English was stunningly tough; my English has seriously stagnated. Got no time to read anymore, and even when I do it's low-level books like comics. And then the comics are too high level no less (just read one I completely didn't understand owww).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YO concert on Monday with Cong Ning + Alvin + Jia Quan + Edward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;span class="time"&gt;(7:12 PM)&lt;/span&gt; lorem ipsum:&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 255);"&gt;oooh how'd you find davin's playing yst(:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;span class="time"&gt;(7:12 PM)&lt;/span&gt; 14slc de[FAC]to;:&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: &amp;quot;Microsoft Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;uhm, beyond godlike? hahaha&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;span class="time"&gt;(7:12 PM)&lt;/span&gt; lorem ipsum:&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 255);"&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;mm&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;span class="time"&gt;(7:12 PM)&lt;/span&gt; 14slc de[FAC]to;:&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: &amp;quot;Microsoft Sans Serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;its true! heh&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now's that time of the year again where everyone's doing their projects, heh. Being spammed by "please do my quiz" and "please do my CIP" stuff left right centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting "discovery" on Facebook chat the other day. I'm like freaked out hahaha =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a state of nothingness right about now, really; got the freedom and time to just hang around (like watching the body experiment Super Junior thing or going to BTP to buy YuQuan's capo and stuff), and it feels really good. Enjoying this time, and grateful; 'cos the earlier of this year was really nothing but a slew of schedules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to hoping it doesn't just come crashing down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, got nothing to blog about now, 'cos it's all so trivial. Again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-1792458373776279131?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/1792458373776279131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=1792458373776279131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1792458373776279131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1792458373776279131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/07/cough-first-and-second-week-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/Sl8NgoJos6I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/QUbpxWazgPc/s72-c/P1409_09-07-09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-1890256252012378057</id><published>2009-07-07T06:48:00.014-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T07:10:32.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My heart beats for you and you alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my existence, my entire being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smile when you are happy, I cry when you are sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the meaning of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now read it all again! It makes sense no?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just something I thought up off while walking home today. My mind wanders when it's idle xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of eLearning week was pretty meh. Since all the lesson details were posted up beforehand I finished all work for Friday before Friday itself, then spent 3 hours on Friday slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched HJL/HB on Youtube for literally hours and laughing at my computer (thanks goodness I was alone at home) on Tues and Wed, after which it just like ended. Probably a good thing too, else I'd never be able to do anything on Thurs =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was viola sectionals + DSA. Pretty fun heh. No, I'm not gonna post anything about DSA here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent Sunday + Monday finishing Code Geass both series; about 2 x 25 episodes each x 20mins each (excluding start and ending). Awesome anime. Just pure awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And rejected 2 outing offers (Jerome to celebrate GSW's birthday; and Hekai for violin2s) 'cos my mom took my EZ-link to transfer the thing. And also 'cos I had to cut my hair &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung around in school till 6+pm today waiting for Liki to celebrate his birthday, then he got held up. Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm finally laughing more; and screw what the world thinks heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, all the triviality =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Algebriacally tombalek!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-1890256252012378057?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/1890256252012378057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=1890256252012378057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1890256252012378057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1890256252012378057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-heart-beats-for-you-and-you-alone_5790.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-2315408215768638020</id><published>2009-06-29T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T05:43:31.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>14slc de[FAC]to; нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;*it really puts things into context when after staying at home the entire day&lt;br /&gt;*you see kimberlyn playing for ayg on freakin national tv&lt;br /&gt;*zibeiness lahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, eLearning was an epic phailure, and an utter waste of time. Not that I did anything useful with it, though I did attempt the work for IHC Physics and Chinese for tomorrow heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And on a random note, all of you reading this are coming for Amore d'Estate. How you get tickets, though I'd rather you get them for me, is secondary.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YouTube stuff, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rEPaBpMNWTU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rEPaBpMNWTU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kdNURJLAeKA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kdNURJLAeKA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KsUAxG6c3Ws&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KsUAxG6c3Ws&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1dPeiiaPY1k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1dPeiiaPY1k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-2315408215768638020?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/2315408215768638020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=2315408215768638020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2315408215768638020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2315408215768638020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/06/14slc-defacto-cis-g-says-it-really-puts.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-8251714740308358266</id><published>2009-06-20T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T20:57:59.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ohgoodness I hate the weather. Lyk, rly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Math ACE []&lt;br /&gt;-jianbao [x]&lt;br /&gt;-jianbao [x]&lt;br /&gt;-jianbao [x]&lt;br /&gt;-jianbao [x]&lt;br /&gt;-jianbao [x]&lt;br /&gt;-Testimonial []&lt;br /&gt;-personal statement []&lt;br /&gt;-IHC essay [x]&lt;br /&gt;-HRP [O]&lt;br /&gt;-HRP proposal [O]&lt;br /&gt;-Chemistry paper [x]&lt;br /&gt;-Math '07 paper1 [x]&lt;br /&gt;-Math '07 paper2 []&lt;br /&gt;-Physics worksheet [x]&lt;br /&gt;-zonghetiankong [x]&lt;br /&gt;-zonghetiankong [x]&lt;br /&gt;-zonghetiankong [x]&lt;br /&gt;-zonghetiankong [x]&lt;br /&gt;-zonghetiankong [x]&lt;br /&gt;-zonghetiankong [x]&lt;br /&gt;-zonghetiankong []&lt;br /&gt;-zonghetiankong []&lt;br /&gt;-zonghetiankong []&lt;br /&gt;-zonghetiankong []&lt;br /&gt;-huikaobibeijiankaoshu []&lt;br /&gt;-Read Macbeth []&lt;br /&gt;-Read Third Wave []&lt;br /&gt;-Read Frankenstein []&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Forgets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Viola sectionals. Which was an epic fail. Again. Then settled Inspire stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Dental appointment, what be there to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Viola sectionals, not too fail. Then KAP and back to mug @ clocktower with Shunxiang and Daniel =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Stayed at home, thank goodness, not that I did anything heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Viola sectionals. Then at 11pm at night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing me; says:&lt;br /&gt;i go try now&lt;br /&gt;i go FIND IT FIRST&lt;br /&gt;eh how does the math paper look like&lt;br /&gt;and when she give out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14slc de[FAC]to; нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;uh last week of school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing me; says:&lt;br /&gt;sian okay&lt;br /&gt;i cant find it omg&lt;br /&gt;issit one stack&lt;br /&gt;or two?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14slc de[FAC]to; нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;its uh like it says "sec 4 math exam paper 1/2 2007 at the top&lt;br /&gt;one stack&lt;br /&gt;4 pieces of paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing me; says:&lt;br /&gt;wah eh i dun have it&lt;br /&gt;could i borrow urs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14slc de[FAC]to; нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;uh can&lt;br /&gt;when you want me see you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing me; says:&lt;br /&gt;now&lt;br /&gt;LOLOL&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;nono seriously&lt;br /&gt;can not&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14slc de[FAC]to; нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;now? on lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing me; says:&lt;br /&gt;really ah&lt;br /&gt;k i see u downstairs&lt;br /&gt;kk&lt;br /&gt;i see u downstairs&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;like nowww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5 mins later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing me; says:&lt;br /&gt;yess thanks&lt;br /&gt;u rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14slc de[FAC]to; нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;wooh&lt;br /&gt;i think that was like super cool&lt;br /&gt;my com havent even screensaver yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing me; says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;epicc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-8251714740308358266?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/8251714740308358266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=8251714740308358266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/8251714740308358266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/8251714740308358266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/06/ohgoodness-i-hate-weather.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-3395280409921986126</id><published>2009-06-13T23:31:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T23:43:34.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday: School in morning at 7.30am for iLeaders camp, then went home, then went to Westmall to hang out / celebrate Charles' + Siming's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(just finished bathing, phone rings)&lt;br /&gt;"Eh I thought I told you 4pm come Westmall"&lt;br /&gt;"...Don't have!"&lt;br /&gt;"Ah whatever. You at home now right? Come now lah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Night at the Museum 2, then dinner @ Pastamania, then hung out at playground, then had a super entertaining convo / discovery when I reached home xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: School for viola sectionals. Then lunch and watched Terminator Salvation =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Stayed at home and skipped another dinner outing =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Viola sectionals in morning, then Sentosa for HCISO outing. 15slc OT were there too, and I was wearing the APCG shirt. Epic. Dinner and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Stayed home. Yesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Viola sectionals in morning (hahaha ownage) (and I skipped debate and spar with PLMGS, grah), then back home for violin lessons. Then back to school for Heartbeat (and 15slc OT were there again &gt;.&lt; among others), then chilled at KAP with Shao Wee. Then back home to do Inspire '09 work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was camping in orch room while waiting for concert (goodness I love the accoustics of our room, especially when solo-ing heh), and thinking about life haha. And realising that it takes me conscious effort to stroll, 'cos I'm so used to rushing everywhere I go ever since before I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love down time. And I need to like do homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-3395280409921986126?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/3395280409921986126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=3395280409921986126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3395280409921986126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3395280409921986126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday-school-in-morning-at-7.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-6808976009640982013</id><published>2009-06-06T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T07:57:38.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spent yesterday donning the memorable orange shirt and going to HCI audi for 15slc Finale (which ended like super early, even before the sun set?) with Edwin Heidi and Miranda. Dinner-ed and left, didn't camwhore, much to (I assume) Heidi's disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Adelle cheated our moneys. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging around at HCI busstop FTW. And I feel kinda bad for making cab down and not offering to pay and letting her help move the conversation along &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was viola sectionals (FTW xD) and spending about 2 hours (multitasking) tinkering around on Photoshop to create this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SiqDB1ZJnjI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Ul_JPRcT57c/s1600-h/finale+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SiqDB1ZJnjI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Ul_JPRcT57c/s320/finale+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344227975364189746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tis in black 'n white so that when it gets printed it saves money. And also 'cos putting colours in is gonna be more complicated than I can handle; I haven't touched Photoshopped in 2 years! And even back then I was super lousy. Reading tutorials online ;D (And yeah, that took up most of my 2 hours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be doing work. But y'know, who cares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-6808976009640982013?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/6808976009640982013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=6808976009640982013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6808976009640982013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6808976009640982013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/06/spent-yesterday-donning-memorable.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_08Ne38Np74c/SiqDB1ZJnjI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Ul_JPRcT57c/s72-c/finale+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-4024025726350465816</id><published>2009-06-01T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T19:15:52.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been having this idea in my head to write a parody of a poem for some time lately; 'cos I think some supposedly good poetry's really nothing but normal sentences with all the wrong "enter key" spots; but didn't know what to do on; until:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You write me a poem and tell me I'm beautiful and I'm all yours [-.-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thy luscious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Locks; they weave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Their way, into my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heart, they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lock;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My eyes on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thee, and I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See no one, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thy pale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Skin, it calls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To me, and I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bewitched, for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My world, is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And thy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eyes! I will never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tire of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Looking into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Them, though I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Force&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Myself to turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Away from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thy, art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Desire, thy art my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fire, and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Though I may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Admire thee, from a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Distance, I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dare not, get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too close, for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That thy wilt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confounded it be, 'tis tough indeed to write without inspiration or feeling &gt;.&lt; 'Tis the truly pingkongxiangxiang! =)  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An empty street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An empty house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A hole inside my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cos once again I'm thinking about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When there me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And baby I wanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take the easy way out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But if I let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What my life would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Holding you close to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I'm afraid of the answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Want me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I'll just turn out the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And put your picture down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And maybe get some sleep tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more Take 3, Imma giving up already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-4024025726350465816?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/4024025726350465816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=4024025726350465816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/4024025726350465816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/4024025726350465816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/06/been-having-this-idea-in-my-head-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-1344370543667239302</id><published>2009-05-30T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T04:26:09.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of school was pwn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4I-1 class party + HCISO birthday celebrations for T2 (and Chairman Mao) + HCISO voting for Exco 2009-2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SiETDTfGjnI/AAAAAAAAAUo/oiDHkXeJQ78/s1600-h/P290509_09.41.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SiETDTfGjnI/AAAAAAAAAUo/oiDHkXeJQ78/s320/P290509_09.41.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341571580529380978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;(I'm without my glasses, well. Because. Yeah, because.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SiETC0PkG3I/AAAAAAAAAUg/3ZVybRC-jKc/s1600-h/P290509_16.50%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SiETC0PkG3I/AAAAAAAAAUg/3ZVybRC-jKc/s320/P290509_16.50%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341571572142709618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SiETDnDiufI/AAAAAAAAAUw/j_f0l3O1RU8/s1600-h/P290509_16.50.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SiETDnDiufI/AAAAAAAAAUw/j_f0l3O1RU8/s320/P290509_16.50.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341571585782495730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Everyone's busy with homework and cursing the oxymoron "holiday homework", but hey. At least we get to sleep late x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously I bear this huge hatred for alarm clocks. I don't mind school and homework and exams and tests but I detest waking up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, despite sleeping at 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even if you're busy in the hols, at least you're doing something you like x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm really very very free this hols, much more so than last year and maybe even 2 years ago; 'tis just string orch all the way. No SLC ('cept Finale though maybe XD) and no MAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just slackin' and well. Catching up on homework and work, 3.88 is seriously. Seriously. Seriously. Unacceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was performing for Mr Galvin Sng's and Ms (no longer) Charmaine Tan's wedding. 'Twas pretty interesting, heh. For a well non-believer to enter the house of the Lord and sing hallelujah =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my brain's pretty screwed up; I spent my time thinking about the imperfection of language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma go spend my time reading; 'cos finally I've got the time to =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-1344370543667239302?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/1344370543667239302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=1344370543667239302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1344370543667239302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1344370543667239302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-day-of-school-was-pwn.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SiETDTfGjnI/AAAAAAAAAUo/oiDHkXeJQ78/s72-c/P290509_09.41.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-2537015419915256839</id><published>2009-05-25T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T06:25:16.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...I'm blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've actually got the time to go look at some random stuff like &lt;a href="http://www.xkcd.com/505/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.xkcd.com/513/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and laugh at them. And read the WSC econs resource.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit: And &lt;a href="http://www.xkcd.com/314/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.xkcd.com/406/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.xkcd.com/447/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.xkcd.com/320/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.xkcd.com/334/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;! Boredom ftw!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And life thus far's been naught but a series of ups and downs (a lot more downs that ups though) and just a slew of schedules, and I'm ignoring grammar and how many "ands" I use in one sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Facebook with 12 friend requests from people I really don't know &gt;.&lt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Anastasia Angela (Indonesia) who has like 5K friends, there's an Eyeball Man (Hwa Chong Institution), Fudgey Pudgey (Hwa Chong Institution), Michael Adams (London), and others whose mutual friends really don't remind me of anything &gt;.&lt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hence, in light of this strange circumstance of willing and having the time to blog but nothing to blog about, a blogpost dedicated to...Well I dunno. Anything that I can think of. &lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've Got to be Kidding Me!! Either you're an expert on the field of Women, or you've cheated!! Or else, you might just be a women who has taken the quiz to see if it's really authentic! Whatever it is, Congratulations.... You're an Expert on the most difficult topic on earth.... Women!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...No kick. There are so many more difficult topics on Earth please. Like Math. And grammar ("a women")&lt;br /&gt;(The quiz was just rather simple; only one theme to it haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeo Kai Jie Justin asked Winnie Gwee to flirted with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's one reason why I don't wanna add this application...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want nobody nobody but Chu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roflmao epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how to help, when what I can offer really isn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...On another note, I really should become a psychologist heh. All the screwed up minds of our generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I grew bored of this already. I wanna a book to read...! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 'Cos my blog's the only place I can entertain my inner child xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm probably one of the few people who'd rather spend time with a book than comp games, but to me games are naught but substitutes for true satisfaction =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that it means anything, when I don't have any &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's strange how some people think that with improved linguistic abilities you gotta read those cheem books with super cheem symbolism and themes and like content and whatnot; but really reading's for the enjoyment, and it's scary how much of my GK comes from comics ahahaha. And comics can be cheem too y'know. I've dropped reading a comic 'cos it was too cheem for me once heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And I said I was bored 4 paragraphs ago; that was supposed to be an ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cos endings don't actually have to make sense!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-2537015419915256839?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/2537015419915256839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=2537015419915256839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2537015419915256839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2537015419915256839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-369995292650170821</id><published>2009-05-10T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:56:02.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Tis been a decently good downtime recently; what with SYF over, debate taking a back seat (and when the juniors spar, the Sec4s sit at the back, and the HwaChong guys get owned by St Nicks' Math curriculum) and whatnot. Been slacking, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have the time to come across things like &lt;a href="http://uk.news.yahoo.com/4/20090427/tuk-wife-faces-trial-over-noisy-sex-dba1618.html"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; I guess I can't complain that I'm busy yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;To cite an old, and far from naive, feminist saying: “If you think equality is the goal, your standards are too low.” It is not enough to be equal to men, when the men are acting like beasts. It is not enough to assimilate. We need to create a world worth assimilating into.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— Barbara Ehrenreich, What Abu Ghraib Taught Me, Alternet, May 20, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Course, reading that quote made me instinctively go "and the root cause behind gender discrimination in the first place was overt stereotyping; if Abu Ghraib taught you that all men are beasts then I say you've learned nothing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If feminism is all about sexual equality, then I'm not gonna be a supporter of it. 'Cos instead of looking at employment numbers and representation in Parliament and whatnot, look at the other end of the spectrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When 90% of prisoners are male, sexual equality means nearly doubling the number of criminals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexual equality means seeing female rapists, murderers, robbers; not that these don't already exist, but a lot more than the status quo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexual equality means (possibly) seeing a female Hitler, Lenin, or Mugabe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, it means doing away with things like &lt;a href="http://cars.st701.com/articles/view/4586"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; and making NS compulsory for females as well heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And I personally completely disagree with the pink parking lots thing. I mean, yeah, I could be gentlemanly and all, but there's no need to institute it, 'cos you're insinuating that all Singaporean male drivers won't be gentlemen without this enforcement. Which I actually kinda agree with, but then that's a separate thing altogether. On another level, it's just completely off, especially when we're so rah-rah about gender equality and whatnot; you tell me that females who have bigger biceps than me can't walk a few metres, even in high heels. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a whole new level, gender stereotyping is a kinda equality in itself. Women take care of the household, men take care of the workplace. There isn't a value judgement on each role, and both reach a kind of dynamic equilibrium (heh.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if women wish to take on equal roles in the workplace without compromising upon their role at home, then they've become superior to men, and I'm sorry, that isn't gender equality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With increasing gender equality in the workforce must come increasing gender equality at home; and this isn't usually the case. Partially 'cos there's such a strong social stigma against househusbands. So the result? Children are left largely without parental supervision, love and care; foreign domestic workers come into the picture, bringing a whole new topic in themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feminism (by above definition) might be partially responsible for broken families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not sufficient to go "oh I'm a feminist, let's throw high heels and bras in to a freedom trash can (think 1968 Miss America pageant)", there needs to be a great more thinking to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too much hype and not enough realism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of they day, I'm all for the status quo, everyone gets on with their lives, don't bother with such difficult question, 'cos I'm just too lazy to &gt;&lt; Sorry, I'm anticlimatic and insulting that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end I guess Barbara Ehrenreich was right. 'Cept it isn't feminism anymore, but really just idealism.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-369995292650170821?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/369995292650170821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=369995292650170821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/369995292650170821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/369995292650170821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/05/tis-been-decently-good-downtime.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-1017675424711771172</id><published>2009-04-29T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T08:04:25.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gig 1. says:&lt;br /&gt;how was syf&lt;br /&gt;gig 1. says:&lt;br /&gt;dood&lt;br /&gt;14slc de[FAC]to; нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;silver&lt;br /&gt;gig 1. says:&lt;br /&gt;congrats&lt;br /&gt;gig 1. says:&lt;br /&gt;that's sexayye enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debb. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah aw&lt;br /&gt;debb. says:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the standing ovation lolol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[36] liki says:&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;14slc de[FAC]to; нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah, kinda says everything i feel right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once every so often in our lives, we are given an opportunity; an opportunity to be a part of something larger than ourselves, an opportunity to contribute to a group, an opportunity to serve. And once we enter this larger entity, we feel something unlike anything else we'd feel under other circumstances; the strange, sometimes illogical, wilingness to sacrifice a little of ourselves, to give a little of ourselves to that which, truly, exists only in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once every so often in our lives, we disappoint. We may disappoint peers, friends, superiors, but more often than not, we disappoint ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the culmination of naught but blood, toil, tears and sweat. It was hard work, with a single aim in mind; but at the end of it all, we slowly come to realise that hard work is its own reward. The journey is an end in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we will be greater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because what we have isn't anything that anyone can give us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we have is pride in our eyes, peace in our hearts, and passion in our spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自强不息!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EDIT 30/4; after time for the shock to die down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a slightly less 'heavy' note, I did kinda enjoy SYF even before announcement of results. Listening to other schools play good music was really enjoyable heh. MGS and RI, though we missed NYGH, SNGS and ACS(I). Other schools like RV did quite well too; 'twas like a free concert with the results of insane training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being high after SYF, and singing on the bus on the way to HwaChong (westlife songs at sul G vibrato, fortissimo expressivo FTW), and remaining high at Sakae Sushi xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention seeing friends from other schools, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Zi Cong!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Zi Cong!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whut...? *turns and looks around* *looks at person's face* Uh...Oh, hey!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...That took you like 3 seconds."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-1017675424711771172?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/1017675424711771172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=1017675424711771172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1017675424711771172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1017675424711771172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/04/gig-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-6445140504330538221</id><published>2009-04-28T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T05:28:30.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[36] liki says:&lt;br /&gt;HEY&lt;br /&gt;[36] liki says:&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK FOR SYF TMR, BEACH&lt;br /&gt;14slc de[FAC]to; нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;shore, thanks!&lt;br /&gt;[36] liki says:&lt;br /&gt;WITTY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm loving the spirit in HCISO now; it's kinda like living in this strange limbo where it's hard work and yet serene at the same time, and there's just this really positive energy around. We'll come back down to earth soon enough, but meanwhile I'll just enjoy it as best as I can. Such that I don't actually want SYF to be over, and yet I do. Somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to make sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-6445140504330538221?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/6445140504330538221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=6445140504330538221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6445140504330538221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6445140504330538221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/04/36-liki-says-hey-36-liki-says-good-luck.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-4560956271861625385</id><published>2009-04-25T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T06:47:44.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I used to think this was a rubbish quiz until I tried it myself; and the results are like nearly 100% appropriate. Not true, but appropriate heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah [This was what made me continue the quiz haha]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;Never had a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;Come clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;Bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK ABOUT YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Confessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;br /&gt;Invisible [LOL]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Get'cha head in the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2+2 ?&lt;br /&gt;Teardrops on my guitar [2 eyes, 2 teardrops heh.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on [nice!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;Numb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;As long as you love me [whoah!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Holla! [haha epic.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;My love [heh.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;A new day has come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;The first cut is the deepest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;All rise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;My alien [*dies*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;Say it isn't so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br /&gt;Elmo's World [OMG.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;I believe in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;br /&gt;I want it that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;Before he cheats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;My Immortal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;The Worst Day Ever [*dies AGAIN*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;I Like Dat [...I'm not sadomasochistic]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME AND CHANGE ONE THING, WHAT WOULD IT BE?&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you [stoppit with the HSM songs, goodness.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my eyes of you [...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;Shut up [wooh!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-4560956271861625385?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/4560956271861625385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=4560956271861625385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/4560956271861625385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/4560956271861625385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-used-to-think-this-was-rubbish-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-6536626644814392674</id><published>2009-04-18T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T21:34:03.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been feeling like pretty much a failure recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PDay failed prelims; after 2 A*s for the past 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCC failed prelims; after knowing that the school expected us to at least be in the top 3, and now we're not even in top 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspire '09 is fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debate is VERY successful, but it's not something I'm part of, 'cos I'm fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orch is decent, but individually I'm fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And others are suffering because of the trust they had in me, and I failed. Because if it were all about me, there's really nothing wrong with failing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could even disagree with the decisions I would, and feel righteous pride. But the decisions were all valid; and everyone else worked so much harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's no time to even dwell on it, 'cos there's always everything else in life. And I'll always be whatever you want me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psh. Once decided that I'll never be one of those bloggers whose posts are naught but emo-ness. Thought I'll take everything in stride, but sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's harder, knowing that whatever hardship I face is naught before so many others, but being unable to stop the feeling nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or work, alternatively.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-6536626644814392674?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/6536626644814392674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=6536626644814392674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6536626644814392674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6536626644814392674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/04/been-feeling-like-pretty-much-failure.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-5330610142592192717</id><published>2009-03-29T06:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T06:50:15.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because I want to somehow persuade myself that I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; free:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Which I actually am, just too lazy for my own good, heh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BOY SIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you love hoodies&lt;br /&gt;[x] you love jeans&lt;br /&gt;[ ] dogs are better than cats&lt;br /&gt;[ ] its hilarious when people get hurt (that's just sadistic)&lt;br /&gt;[x] you've played with boys on a team&lt;br /&gt;[ ] shopping is torture&lt;br /&gt;[ ] sad movies suck&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you own a XBOX (Didn't bother, when my comp provides all the entertainment I need.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] you played with Hot Wheels as a little kid&lt;br /&gt;[ ] at some point in your life you wanted to be a firefighter&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you own a DS PS2 or SEGA&lt;br /&gt;[x] you used to be obsessed with Power Rangers&lt;br /&gt;[x] you watch sports on TV&lt;br /&gt;[ ] gory movies are cool&lt;br /&gt;[x] sometimes you go to your dad for advice&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you own like a trillion baseball hats&lt;br /&gt;[x] you used to/do collect pokemon&lt;br /&gt;[ ] baggy sweat pants are nice to wear&lt;br /&gt;[ ] its kind of weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people (you mean it's not to have it with just one...?)&lt;br /&gt;[x] green, black, red, blue or silver are one of your favourite colours&lt;br /&gt;[x] sports are fun&lt;br /&gt;[x] you sometimes talk with food in your mouth&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you sleep at night with your socks on&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you have fished at least once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL=10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GIRL SIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you like to shop&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you wear eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you wear the color pink ('cept for that CNY thing &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;[x] sometimes you go to your mum for advice&lt;br /&gt;[x] you consider cheerleading a sport&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you hate wearing all black (SYF attire LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you like going to the mall&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you like getting manicures and/or pedicures&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you like wearing jewelery&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you cried watching The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;[ ] skirts are a big part of your wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;[ ] shopping is one of your favourite hobbies&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you've seen Star Wars and don''t like it some of it&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you do/did gymnastics&lt;br /&gt;[ ] it takes you around one hour to shower and get dressed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you smile a lot more than you should (there's always a reason to smile :D)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you have more than 10 pairs of shoes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you care about what you look like majority of the time&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you like wearing dresses whenever you can&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you like dancing/do dancing&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you like high heel shoes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you used to play with dolls as a kid&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you like putting makeup on others&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you like being the star of almost everything&lt;br /&gt;[ ] pink is one of your favourite colours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL=3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now multiply by 4 to get your percentage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40% boyish, 8% girlish&lt;br /&gt;52% asexual&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-5330610142592192717?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/5330610142592192717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=5330610142592192717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/5330610142592192717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/5330610142592192717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/03/because-i-want-to-somehow-persuade.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-5992799335893661265</id><published>2009-03-25T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T04:04:04.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right, so now my blog is (possibly) being read by&lt;br /&gt;1. a scary person&lt;br /&gt;2. a scary person's friend, who just told me to revive a 3-month-dead blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, lessee what's been happening since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm just gonna assume no one else is gonna read this, even though it's like contradictory, but no I don't care.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects:&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry Communication Challenge. Procrastination FTW, heh&lt;br /&gt;Project: Life. (don't even know what to call it &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;Inspire '09. Totally not suited for me, lawl. I don't even know how I somehow managed to agree to be part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acads:&lt;br /&gt;Top English student, heh. Happeee.&lt;br /&gt;4.6 Right. Not happeee. Not that I'll study any more &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else:&lt;br /&gt;Not going out &gt;.&lt; I think the last time I went out was like CNY hols or something. And I rejected KLL's birthday party do chiong homework on the last day of schools. And I still haven't watched like movies.&lt;br /&gt;GEBPSDC first part is over, thank goodness. Second part is a lot easier.&lt;br /&gt;NUS Challenge Shield Champions! =)&lt;br /&gt;String Orch camp, which was quite well done =). Generally speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hence the hiatus ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I was gonna end off with "Okay, gotta go now! Cya! &lt;3"; which is just. Weird. I bet its some conspiracy theory and aliens and braincell-killing-radiation whatnotttt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I've been reading wayyy too many comics, ie spending too much time that I don't have. But it feels good xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This doesn't mean I'm gonna start blogging more actively okay. We'll see.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-5992799335893661265?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/5992799335893661265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=5992799335893661265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/5992799335893661265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/5992799335893661265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/03/right-so-now-my-blog-is-possibly-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-3005760307179016157</id><published>2009-01-15T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T05:29:48.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wooh. I'm 16! Yeah that was 4 days overdue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, thanks to all who wished me happy birthday. I shall now show my immense memory capability:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*deep breath*&lt;/span&gt; Alvin XiongChen Tianhao Stella Deborah LockLeong Liki Kahhow Shirlynn Kimberlyn Siming Guan Lin Joan Cheryl Enying Hsiong Greg Yuxuan Clement YuSee Je Sern Nigel Sean SongSim Ting Hui Kenji Steven SooWee YuQuan ChengTeng JonathanYong ZhaoHong Caoyun &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*deep breath*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies if I forgot anyone, oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other more ground-breaking news, I love the weather recently. The wind rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am posting about the weather. No, that's not normal. Yes, I'm ignoring you. ...What split personality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just talk to myself, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been leaving school at 7pm recently, today's 4+pm was huge news o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Grats to deb8 team for finally making it for TJs! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paranoma magazine was &gt;.&lt; yus =")"&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iCMG Chairman, LOL. YuQuan's Vice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random shoutouts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm da tangentist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Confucius say they doc-tor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ...8 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Whooowheee...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Imma scared now. But feasibility of ecomic integration of Southeast Asia FTW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-3005760307179016157?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/3005760307179016157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=3005760307179016157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3005760307179016157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3005760307179016157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/01/wooh_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-1315488102918945354</id><published>2009-01-08T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T05:53:30.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wooh. Blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOSO; or iSOO as I called it in my documents was, well. Could've been better. The entire event smacked of poorly-planned and rushed-through; but I think we did well considering the circumstances =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And got free pizza for it XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shut up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm considering what would've happened had I used the mike &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was EP3 Orientation. Liked the video =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CMC elections were very nice =) For the first time in known history, elections were active and serious, heh. Chairman again, but this time I'm gonna make it work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deb8 and orch training this entire week &gt;.&lt;  Shunxiang and I just keep meeting each other at ungodly times, heh. 7.30pm on Monday and Tuesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two ExCo meetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math is fantastic:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SWX1-8qUCcI/AAAAAAAAATI/qiZSb3NOIvY/s1600-h/DSC00187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SWX1-8qUCcI/AAAAAAAAATI/qiZSb3NOIvY/s320/DSC00187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288903799200811458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;There is no way I'm gonna pass this, seriously. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random points:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Give a man a fish and he eats for a day. Teach a man how to mine 4 fish and he'll never want for fish his entire life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm gonna go hunt me some birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The table downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The "asylum area". Also known as "rappers' corner".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-1315488102918945354?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/1315488102918945354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=1315488102918945354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1315488102918945354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1315488102918945354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/01/wooh.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SWX1-8qUCcI/AAAAAAAAATI/qiZSb3NOIvY/s72-c/DSC00187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-7622880896135735694</id><published>2009-01-01T02:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T03:18:15.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New Year's Eve was spent at Siming's house mahjong-ing; then walking (oops.) over to Westmall to watch Bedtime Stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KLL + Bynes + Matthew + Charles + Wenqi + Siming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how much I trust &lt;a href="http://sg.movies.yahoo.com/Box+Office/gate/"&gt; this&lt;/a&gt;, but it seems my movie-watching has been pretty smart thus far XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"still say I watch a lot of movies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I've been seeing this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everywhere,&lt;/span&gt; (peer pressure playing its part; alliteration is not intended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 Review + New Year's Resolution 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo. Compared to 2007, I think 2008 was slightly lacking =X But ohwell, nonethess... (In order of how I remember them; aka trend of reverse chronological order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;FBR!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;14slc! Even though I think I stoned quite a lot there, though &gt;&lt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;APCG!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HCMAS. (twice.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DHS MAS o.O&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;6JK &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Esplanade twice!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HCISO ExCo! =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HCDeb8! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even though it's one of my regrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MPP!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OB Sabah!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Young Gentleman Award LOL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;And aspirations for 2009...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;OSA. Probably my one resolution &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever.&lt;/span&gt; And most importantly, EOY MSG &lt;1.5&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The OSA's probably my main resolution, but as always I strive to maintain all friendships XD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Actually start pursuing some of the random interests that have been popping up in my head throughout 2009.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Hm my list's pretty short, isn't it. Well, if I achieve it I'm contented =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I want more events; if I could have them without cutting back on studies I would, but. Grah, OSA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not even a mention of PDay in there, kinda like 'cos I've already (sort of) turned down 3 invites, and ain't likely to get many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a happy 2009 =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got tagged by Charles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN ARE YOUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you single - Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you happy - Not very, but could be a lot worse. Glass half-full FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you bored - Nah. Not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you fair - Very. I've stopped going out in the sun anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you Italian - Singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you intelligent - I'm supposed to be, but sometimes it really doesn't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you honest - Most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you nice - Not for me to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you Irish - Singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Are you Asian - Singaporean. (this is getting repetitive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN FACTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Full Name - Mok Zi Cong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nickname - Kokmidong, CFD (fine Shirlynn I lose), Mdm Mokky (...Caoyun?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Birth place - Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Hair color - Black; but with a lot of white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Natural hair style - I don't do anything but natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Eye colour - Brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Birthday - 11 Jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Mood - Lukewarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Favorite color - No preference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. One place you'd like to visit - Not sure. UK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever been in love - Well. I could be deluding myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you believe in love at first sight - Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you currently have a crush? - Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever been hurt emotionally - Quite possibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever broken some one's heart - I sincerely hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever had your heart broken - Refer to question 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever liked someone but never told them - Yepp. For the simple reason that I knew the feeling'd pass, and it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you afraid of commitment - To what degree? I still want my life to be my own, yes. But that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who was the last person you hugged - Memory fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who was the last person you said I love you to? - Memory fails again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN THIS OR THAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Love or lust - Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hard liquor or beer - Can't decide without in-depth analysis =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Cats or dogs - No preference. Neither would be best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A few best friends or any regular friends - Few best friends, but this decision is hard to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Creamy or Crunchy - Definitely crunchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Pencil or Pen - Pencil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Wild night out or romantic night in - I can do both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Money or Happiness - Happiness, of which money is an unfortunate subset of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Night or day - Assuming you mean "for activities"; day. Don't you know my sleeping time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. IM or phone - IM, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Been caught sneaking out - Nah, can't if I don't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Seen a polar bear - At the zoo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Done something you regret - Many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Bungee jumped -Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Eaten food that fell on the floor - Mm-hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Finished an entire jaw breaker - ...which is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Been caught naked - Stupid traumatic experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Wanted an ex bf/gf back - Don't have an ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Cried because you lost a pet - Don't have a pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Wanted to disappear - It'd be very convenient, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN PREFERENCES IN A PARTNER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Smile or eyes - Smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Light or dark hair - Probably dark? Kinda like what I'm used to seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Hugs or kisses - No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Shorter or taller - Shorter, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Intelligence or attraction - Isn't there a third (and fourth) option?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Topman or Zara - I don't even understand this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Funny or serious - How about both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Older or Younger - Give or take a bit, I don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Outgoing or quiet - Adaptable =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Sweet or Bad - Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN HAVE YOUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ever performed in front of a large crowd - I'm in String Orch, hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ever talked on the phone for longer than an hour - Not sure. Half an hour, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ever tried walking on your hands - Wheelbarrow-style, yes. Alone, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ever been to a rock concert - Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ever been on a cheer leading team - Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Ever been on a dance team - Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Ever been on a sports team - Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Ever been in a drama play/production - HIC &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Ever owned a BMW, Mercedes Benz, Escalade, Hummer or Bentley - Probably wait till I can actually drive legally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Ever been in a rap video - Nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN LASTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Last phone call you made - Charles, yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Last person you hugged - Again, memory fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Last person you hung out with - Refer to first section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Last time you worked - Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Last person you talked to - Family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Last person you IM'd - Hm. Siming, about her surveys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Last person you texted - Jia Han. iSOO =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Last person(s) you went to the movies with - First section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Last person/thing you missed - Memory fails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Last website visited - Blogger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN PEOPLE TO DO THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(enough with this ten business. I can't count pass 2!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. FBR. Hm, Jonathan in particular, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. KLL + Siming + GL + Chua (those who Charles tagged already, so this doesn't make a difference.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sally and Shunxiang. Names just popped into my head after our movie outing =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Jia Han! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Liki, just for the fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(that does satisfy more than 10 people, right? FBR alone has 16, excluding myself.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I still think that our truth-or-truth questions at the IMM playground pwn this quiz's upsidedown. XD)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-7622880896135735694?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/7622880896135735694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=7622880896135735694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/7622880896135735694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/7622880896135735694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-eve-was-spent-at-simings.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-3777663270332903409</id><published>2008-12-30T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T04:56:54.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Escape with Congning Alvin Caoyun Kimberlyn Joan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;358 grahh =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viking ship + Haunted House ( + commentary -.-) + Yakultaeroplane + Wet 'n Wild ( + scissorspaperstone -.-) + Boatthing ( + the science of spraying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain was hilarious XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Alvin left for OMM Photoshoot; NYSE went to checkin chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zone X!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball game &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daytona FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"one last time"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Fish 'n Co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we were enjoying your 10 seconds of conversation"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Up GI"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's a small letter gI..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MRT home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SVoXAq9OlAI/AAAAAAAAASw/JclWwPutQ38/s1600-h/DSC04349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SVoXAq9OlAI/AAAAAAAAASw/JclWwPutQ38/s320/DSC04349.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285562412971234306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SVoXBALPd2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/WBq-8r0sHMo/s1600-h/DSC04370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SVoXBALPd2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/WBq-8r0sHMo/s320/DSC04370.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285562418667157346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Ip Man with Shunxiang Soo Wee Tingyit Venus and Sally at Grand Cathay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just on time, and the earliest &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie rocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"xiang bu dao zui gan dong de shi ta"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rang after Sunday's experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then walked over to Plaza Sing Swensens' for TBP afterparty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SVoXBCgK5CI/AAAAAAAAATA/9Im0lApFARA/s1600-h/n700550725_2257675_5217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SVoXBCgK5CI/AAAAAAAAATA/9Im0lApFARA/s320/n700550725_2257675_5217.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285562419291808802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Random statements:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Womanizer-ing. Not to be confused with womanizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Be my one, garden of fresh carrots. Lead the way! Why, this is so easy, it's a walk in an automobile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. As pure as soya bean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. It isn't fun sleeping in trolleys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-3777663270332903409?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/3777663270332903409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=3777663270332903409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3777663270332903409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3777663270332903409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/12/sunday-went-to-escape-with-congning.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_08Ne38Np74c/SVoXAq9OlAI/AAAAAAAAASw/JclWwPutQ38/s72-c/DSC04349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-1196946905808400170</id><published>2008-12-23T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T18:58:58.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling with Guan Lin KLL Charles Kuss at Bt Batok CSC. Siming came after being lost o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 game, then LAN-ed. KLL+Siming audi-ed, I DotA-ed -om against Kuss and GL [6.41 -.-]. Charles went for guitar lesson o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then walked around IMM doing stupid stuff; Yifan and Bynes arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daiso &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Swensens'; then went to the playground to play Werewolf and Truth-or-truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said bye, then came back to take a photo =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the imbalance of the sexes &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 movie outings; one with NYSE-HCISO, one with 14slc facs, one with Hsiong Yus Muk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the NYSE-HCISO one at AMK hub.  MRT with Congning and Alvin. Congning was...tardy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.22 &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Man was good! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then hung around at arcade. Daytona USA FTW! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then stoned, then MRT-ed back. Photocopied Chem work for Alvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Twilight at Grand Cathay with XiongChen Alvin Jonvoon ChayChoong Gary Larry Zhi Cao. Lunch at Kopitiam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DotA discussion at doorway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Jason Congning JVoon to Plaza Sing to hang out. Congning was...&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Wheelock Place; wanted to buy "Twilight", then ended up doing stupid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked over to the Heeren to let Congning buy his necklace at 77th Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandals &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left at 6.45; when I planned to at 5 T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas season never disappoints =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-1196946905808400170?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/1196946905808400170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=1196946905808400170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1196946905808400170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1196946905808400170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/12/saturday-bowling-with-guan-lin-kll.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-4072733718162580398</id><published>2008-12-18T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T00:31:13.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chalet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congning + Zhihao + myself on Bukit Batok to Tampines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSP Audition! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping at Giant Tampines, checkin, stoning outside Costa Sands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer with mud &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge, then getting bikes, then BBQ. Talking rubbish around the table =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cycling! To Changi Village, then around the area, then back. 1am-3am; cut short due to unforeseen circumstances o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went back, played Bridge, then got summoned to the Truth-or-truth room. Played truth-or-truth all the way till 6am, then attempted to go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not talk about the traumatizing experience I had &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then woke up at 9am; breakfast at Macs; and went cycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw someone interesting outside Costa Sands o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sped around Pasir Ris park =) The &lt;1 hour was more tiring than the entire of the morning's 1am-3am cycling spree o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returned bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch, then a lot of people went back to Garena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escape theme park with XiongChen, Alvin and Congning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haunted House FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pirate ship FTW as well =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we bridge-d back in the chalet and didn't play Go-cart in the end, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checkout, dinner at Subway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the MRT home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-4072733718162580398?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/4072733718162580398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=4072733718162580398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/4072733718162580398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/4072733718162580398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/12/chalet-congning-zhihao-myself-on-bukit.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-4261053367836451021</id><published>2008-12-16T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T01:46:14.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sul Ponticello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Love that concert title.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congning, Caoyun and myself went earlier =) Lunch at Raffles City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"thru"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food/drink delivery man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FBR &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nearly&lt;/span&gt;-full attendance photo. *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Congning call your father...!" (which failed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merci from Gary XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes from NYSE ExCo + chocolates from Ysabel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to:&lt;br /&gt;NYSE ExCo! XD&lt;br /&gt;Jiaqi + Ysabel&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Chan for wishing us a blessed Christmas and a happy new year =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deb8; reached school at 9am; friendly spar with CHIJ St Nicks'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crunchy fries FTW. Thanks Shawn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bracket NYSE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closed-door meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slap-everything. "Let's have plus 3 then divide by 2, round up to the nearest integer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Record broken"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.30pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-4261053367836451021?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/4261053367836451021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=4261053367836451021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/4261053367836451021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/4261053367836451021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/12/sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-4514389705627136087</id><published>2008-12-05T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T02:48:17.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And camp's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the culmination of nearly everything that FBR's been working on for the past couple of months, and while it wasn't perfect, I'd say it was a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; of FBR; especially to NYSE ExCo for being the imba tankers that they're used to being, and for your SMSes/call after the first night. Enjoy your chocolates! =). Thanks too to seniors from both sides for helping out with night games =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HCISO ExCo deserves a separate paragraph XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job to HCISO ExCo; for most of us it's the first major project we've participated in, and the first time planning stuff, as well as our first project as an ExCo. I hope we've grown in every sense of the word; gaining experience in organising things, having a better awareness of our strengths/weaknesses, learned how to interact with other people, and the list goes on. The camp's over, but what we gain stays with us forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or at least until we die. Yes I know, that's a fantastic way to change the entire tone of the paragraph XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do regret a few things; one of the main ones being that I was running around too much to spend time with Group 1. Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how much FBR has been through (especially in the last few days running up to camp; and even at the end of camp), and how it's never ended up in arguments. I hereby salute the following inventions: Viwawa, MSN Messenger (mass chat function), the computer, the internet and Pizza Hut. And maybe the cinema and Quantum of Solace as well =). And not forgetting barbeque and the discovery of fire (okay fine now that's stretching it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concert's next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FBR FTW. Forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-4514389705627136087?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/4514389705627136087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=4514389705627136087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/4514389705627136087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/4514389705627136087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-camps-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-7915711538252288313</id><published>2008-11-29T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T05:38:49.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a mini-FBR meeting on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random points:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at Golden Rooster; dinner at Pizza Hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wo zhi dui ni you gan jue..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You. Eat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From level 1 to level 5 and then to level 6. While that's a good thing if I were playing Pokemon, except this isn't actually Pokemon. Despite the appearance of Eevee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Firefox spellchecker recognises "Pokemon" as a word. And doesn't even recognise "recognise" -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer FTW =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random shoutouts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm a got six-pack. And "what it can't do is improve the grammar of the previous sentence"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go Zinc!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teachers who set such diao topics don't deserve to feature in them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Camp is next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-7915711538252288313?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/7915711538252288313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=7915711538252288313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/7915711538252288313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/7915711538252288313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/11/had-mini-fbr-meeting-on-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-7506581733034005372</id><published>2008-11-18T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:23:35.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Movie comments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Madagascar 2 had a good storyline =) I liked the character development (as compared to Madagascar 1), and even though the plot was more or less predictable, it was a cartoon! For kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Quantum of Solace, being a sequel to Casino Royale, required a lot of Casino Royale background knowledge to be fully appreciated o.O Liked the symbolism (even though I'm quite sure I didn't catch half of what was intended, but the little that I did catch was.) and never a dull moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Kimberlyn Shirlynn Cong Ning Zhenyi Zhihao to watch QOS at Plaza Sing on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the pink &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaction games FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popcorn &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 2 random shoutouts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Size doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. MIC. Whatever that means.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-7506581733034005372?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/7506581733034005372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=7506581733034005372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/7506581733034005372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/7506581733034005372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/11/movie-comments-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-9151297021331343545</id><published>2008-11-15T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:34:51.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay fine, I'll bid goodbye to my random romance essay =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And probably write a new one to make it for it. Probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random points from Japan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan's a strange country to be in recession. Considering that working in a fast-food restaurant can earn S$5K per month, and that meals cost an average of 1000yen (S$15). And levels of consumer spending are totally un-recession-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their train system and I have this love-hate relationship. I love it for its complexity but I hate it for its complexity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pity taxi drivers in Japan =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air in Hakone is remarkable =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese food in Japan costs more than Japanese food in Singapore &gt;.&lt; But the quality of food there is unobtainable in Singapore, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viwawa-ing across 3 countries FTW =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random points from Singapore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning orch room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colourful cello cases (alliteration o.O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badminton + Chapteh FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ticket quotations o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anywhere in between:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kingdom of Loathing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was tagged by this quiz by 3 different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Kimberlyn&lt;br /&gt;2)Alvin&lt;br /&gt;3)Cong Ning&lt;br /&gt;4)Charles&lt;br /&gt;5)KLL&lt;br /&gt;6)Hsiong&lt;br /&gt;7)OSS&lt;br /&gt;8)Liki&lt;br /&gt;9)Kah How&lt;br /&gt;10)Siming&lt;br /&gt;11)Sally&lt;br /&gt;12)Heidi&lt;br /&gt;13)Chua&lt;br /&gt;14)Alwyn&lt;br /&gt;15)Cao Yun&lt;br /&gt;16)Guan Lin&lt;br /&gt;17)Shirlynn&lt;br /&gt;18)Ting Yit&lt;br /&gt;19)Shaun&lt;br /&gt;20)Joan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q1. What's your relationship with 14? (Alwyn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ExCo chair, 14slc fellow fac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q2. Do you love 6? (Hsiong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygoodness hahahaha I think it's more of "yay we hate each other" (private joke, heh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q3. Did you see 13 naked before? (Chua)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q4. How did you know 5? (KLL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ex-pri-schoolmate, and all our outings together =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q5. Is 7 a boy or girl? (OSS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's...really tough to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q6. Is 9 your best friend? (Kah How)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't rate friends by "best" and "second-best", but Kah How's a good friend =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q7. How old is 18 last year? (Tiny Git)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q8. What is 12's full name? (Heidi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi Chan Lyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q9. Did you kiss 17 before? (Shirlynn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q10. Can 4 be in a relationship with you? (Charles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He already is. We're friends =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q11. Who does 2 always hang out with? (Alvin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself, Clement, OSS, Luyang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q12. What school does 10 go to? (Siming)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That school across the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q13. What is 11's telephone number? (Sally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way I'm putting it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q14. What did 1 tell you that you will always remember? (Kimberlyn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That "ohmytian" is gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q15. Are you very close to 15? (Cao Yun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My initial (and more truthful) answer was "not as much as I'd like to be", but since that could be misinterpreted, I guess I'd leave it as "no".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q16. What is the very special thing that you like about 3 the most? (Cong Ning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His constant denial of his scandals =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q17. What do you hate about 8 the most? (Liki)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zilch, and yes, I'm being truthful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q18. If people say bad things about 16, what would you do? (Guan Lin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore them. Guan Lin has the ability to bash them up on his own =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q19. Do you hate 20? (Joan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's about...no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q20. What language does 19 speak? (Shaun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English and Mandarin, and some Jap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag? Want to do ownself do bah =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-9151297021331343545?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/9151297021331343545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=9151297021331343545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/9151297021331343545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/9151297021331343545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay-fine-ill-bid-goodbye-to-my-random.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-6062391407449095910</id><published>2008-10-31T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T19:01:19.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tuesday was spent at school at HCISO rehearsal, then had combined meeting with NYSE ExCo involving teachers-in-charge and conductors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muh. *Goes off to bang head against wall*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much to the amusement of all the onlookers, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at KAP was amusing =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As was walking around Cold Storage. Instrument trolley FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was back to school again. Badminton with NYSE =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then dry runs, and then having a real life MSN convo in the middle of orch room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was watching movie with Sally Shunxiang and Yongzhi. Coffin &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And behold the reactions of the very two people who were pushing frantically to watch Coffin in the first place =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then crapping outside Westmall / in KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was back to school for rehearsal again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye, Shirlynn and Caoyun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Siming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be in Tokyo from 4th-12th November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past three sentences were attempts to end off but deemed too un-ending-y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-6062391407449095910?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/6062391407449095910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=6062391407449095910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6062391407449095910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6062391407449095910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/10/tuesday-was-spent-at-school-at-hciso.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-6514271608283774445</id><published>2008-10-24T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T06:36:10.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iSpark Nite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Monday's meeting, Tuesday's insane last-minute preparation, Wednesday afternoon's even-more-last-minute preparation, 16th Oct was a night to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love our banner =) And totally hate the letter "S". It's a disgusting letter. Why does it fool some people into thinking that it's symmetrical?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minor MediaTech slips, but I don't blame them; and other than that, the night went reasonably smoothly. Thanks to the people who thanked the OT =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special mention to 4N for their class video and 1M for showing us seniors never to underestimate our juniors. As well as Yu Quan Yu See Lu Yang Shao Wee and those in the 3-I1 class performance =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;APCG Outing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Sally Huang Bin and Shunxiang (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who was late&lt;/span&gt;) at Jurong and MRT-ed down to Bedok, met Sim Hwee and Carissa before getting lose in the middle of the expressway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got scammed by the people in the bowling alley a.k.a Celine Tingyit Colin Lynn &gt;.&lt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went cycling =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end I cycled my yellow bike, Jia Han's black bike, double-biked with Sally, double-biked with Shunxiang, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and double-biked with HuangBin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HuangBin told us that he couldn't cycle. Therefore Shunxiang got a double bike so that he could help HuangBin. Therefore Shunxiang couldn't take it. Therefore I took over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which HuangBin took my yellow bike and started cycling, and in the end 'twas Shunxiang and myself on the double bike &gt;.&lt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which it rained, and we stood around in Macs for a while before deciding to cab to wherever they decided to go. I went to school for HIC rehearsal.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humanities in Celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th, 20th, 21st of rehearsals, 21st spanning till like 8+ (then dinner with Chernyuan at KAP). 22nd was the night itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best overall play + Most creative script + Best Actress/Supporting Actress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FTW. Nice job everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Deb and Hanjing and GSW and JiaHan and YuSee and Hsiong and whoever else was there o.O And especially to Deb for the flowers, even though you threw some of the guys off hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random Stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYSE-HCISO combined meeting on 16th Oct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOSH: iSpark FTW =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Western dining etiquette FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Styrofoam wall climbing FTW. Rock climbing + To the top FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Gentleman Award =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-I1: Clock Tower =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ushering for AMC+AIMO+RioTinto+someothercompetition at Novotel yesterday. Helped hotel staff do chair covers and put programme booklet. Ushering was okay, except for one screwup on my part o.O Ohwells. And thanks to that professor who actually acknowledged our presence =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the holidays! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-6514271608283774445?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/6514271608283774445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=6514271608283774445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6514271608283774445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6514271608283774445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-1725658228228137759</id><published>2008-10-12T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T05:07:03.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(This is for you Benjy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, receiving my exams back wasn't that pleasant an experience. But 'twere all expected I suppose. And Math was an A2 thank goodness (even though class MSG was 1.9, but who cares, I haven't passed Math for a long long long time). And Lit was a major screwup. I was like "huhh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iSpark Nite: Damage Control Team Activate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22% of Americans surveyed in the poll "A Study of American perceptions of China" mentioned Singapore as a Chinese city as a place to visit. Since 53% hoped to visit China someday, and the poll involved 2 million US citizens, I'd like to see their faces when they actually reach China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HCISO-NYSE camp stuffs. Had ExCo meeting Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will blog end of this week and the end of the next; after I get a coupla events over and done with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-1725658228228137759?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/1725658228228137759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=1725658228228137759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1725658228228137759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1725658228228137759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-for-you-benjy-no-receiving-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-2675736322583392027</id><published>2008-10-02T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T22:29:01.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And thus, the ordeals end; and the hiatus breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I have much to blog about, seeing as the past 2 weeks were exam weeks and I am so not going to say anything about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma tryeen' mah best not to be depressed over them, muhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess the past 2-3 weeks proved fruitful. For one, I probably learnt as much revising as I did for the entire year. For two, I'm able to rest assured in my sanity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14slc de[FAC]to; нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;math i really need to pass&lt;br /&gt;ShUnXiAnGz says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;ShUnXiAnGz says:&lt;br /&gt;pass&lt;br /&gt;14slc de[FAC]to; нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;otherwise i fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14slc de[FAC]to; нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;my empirical formula wrong&lt;br /&gt;ShUnXiAnGz says:&lt;br /&gt;my empirical formula wrong&lt;br /&gt;ShUnXiAnGz says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;14slc de[FAC]to; нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;14slc de[FAC]to; нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGOD.&lt;br /&gt;ShUnXiAnGz says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;14slc de[FAC]to; нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS DAMN FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ħšıøиg              ♫♫♫♫~       1 more day! says:&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm losing my sanity&lt;br /&gt;ħšıøиg              ♫♫♫♫~       1 more day! says:&lt;br /&gt;AHH!&lt;br /&gt;14slc de[FAC]to; нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;14slc de[FAC]to; нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;sanity is overrated&lt;br /&gt;14slc de[FAC]to; нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;GET INSANE THEN CAN SOLVE MATH BETTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, albeit one day late; a very very short story on compulsive liars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Truth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You awake?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they would laugh, and pat me on the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like this, over the years, and I never noticed that the laughs kept getting...softer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till one day they stopped, and I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A darkness within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparable to physical combat, I think not. For I felt not the shame of giving in,  nor the pain of loss. I &lt;i&gt;didn't&lt;/i&gt; want to fight it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For how could I fight myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelmed by addiction; and liking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circumstances changed. I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not funny anymore"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong with you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How do you expect people to trust you anymore?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It were only sport in the beginning"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it always?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-2675736322583392027?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/2675736322583392027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=2675736322583392027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2675736322583392027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2675736322583392027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/10/ah-thus-ordeals-end-and-hiatus-breaks.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-3793890028329662039</id><published>2008-09-22T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T03:43:47.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have no idea why this is appearing everywhere I go, but whocares, I'll go with the flow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated birthday Chua Yujia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not yet bimbotic enough to put it in caps or extra-large font or bright colours, however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iVLE is amazingly useful when it comes to crunch period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the time whilst everyone else was writing essays about media and stuff to mug (somewhat) Chem, Physics and Lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few days were relatively unfilled; all in anticipation of this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iSpark Nite fun =D Performances A through G. FTW. And Apologize FTW too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit no LDP for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many times my essays have been read over the past few days. I know Matthew put one of mine on his blog; Hsiong asked for this year's worth of expos; and SongSim plus my speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was (supposedly) meant to celebrate Chua's birthday; but since I had to go home for violin lesson I was with Siming Bynes and Charles to buy things and stone in Siming's house and waste time until others arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time killing our brain cells XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I too lazy get my bag lah." *motions with hand*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ohmygod Chua didn't notice"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*laughs insanely*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post has seriously no content value whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More evidence of dead brain cells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-3793890028329662039?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/3793890028329662039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=3793890028329662039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3793890028329662039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3793890028329662039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-have-no-idea-why-this-is-appearing.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-6873139326838399641</id><published>2008-09-18T06:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T06:39:28.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SNJYKEXyV_I/AAAAAAAAAM4/gnr04B8tXi4/s1600-h/lift.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SNJYKEXyV_I/AAAAAAAAAM4/gnr04B8tXi4/s320/lift.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247353445835495410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random post day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here, have one," she says, cookie in hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure, thanks!", he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just remember not to chew with your mouth open, or get crumbs on the ground, or dirty your shirt, or get sick, or get the bits in your teeth", she says. "Oh, and I think I'd like reimbursement for the cookie too," she adds as an afterthought, "that'll be $2 please"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But...!" he manages to sputter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stop arguing with me! Remember, I didn't have to to give you the cookie!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks down at the cookie, drops in on the floor, and steps on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subtlety's my middle name. And my first through fourth as well, in case people don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hsiong spoke Mandarin. If ever I was convinced that perhaps, reality had made a comeback, this was the finishing blow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-6873139326838399641?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/6873139326838399641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=6873139326838399641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6873139326838399641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6873139326838399641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-post-day-here-have-one-she-says.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SNJYKEXyV_I/AAAAAAAAAM4/gnr04B8tXi4/s72-c/lift.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-6129553699540479316</id><published>2008-09-17T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T05:20:37.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't written fiction for a long time, so I'm probably somewhere between Sec1 and Sec2 standard (taking into account brain cell degeneration). Nonfiction's a lot better, heh. But romance essay FTW, nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blood. Lust.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music. Peaceful, lulling; all the instruments playing in hushed undercurrents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crescendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A harsh shriek of a violin; the proud cry of a trumpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as suddenly as it began, the climax was ending, each successive note softer than the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or was it? The instruments continued playing, each never straying from the rest, but together significant nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, could this concert get any more boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entry of the dancers. They looked little more than copies of each other; dressed in clothes custom-made yet ordinary, eye-catching yet drab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having to attend this concert, never a welcome prospect, was made infinitely worse by the presence of the managers seated around me. It was through years of practice that I maintained - maybe – the very calm, serene face which had gotten me selected for these merger talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the restlessness in my heart were any indication, perhaps the management’s confidence in my skills was misplaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she took the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this concert could prove interesting after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving with a seemingly boundless energy, she was literally a part of the music. Each move spoke of perfection, of months, maybe years, spent training, yet her smile - so unlike mine! - spoke of utter enjoyment and inner peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a gradual acceleration, both in tempo and in spirit, the performance ended in with resounding finale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applause overwhelming from all sides. For the first time in my life, I joined them—and willingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, and then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waving to acknowledge the audience, she turned and smiled—at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The effect that it had was as startling as it was powerful. As if I had been plunged into water, all externalities became just that - externalities - and not worthy of concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was purely through force of will that I obeyed societal conventions for the hours thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert organizers had seen to it that an “interaction session” be held for selected members of the audience and the performers. And, for all the painful pleasure it represented, she was there, looking, if possible, more resplendent than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was true, perhaps, that stripped of all our pretences, our courtesies, we are but animals; prone to the same emotions, prone to the same reactions when we are denied our desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For when I drew the courage to talk to her; to introduce myself; to make polite conversation, I felt strangely…liberated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our conversation flowed easily, as if we were old friends during a reunion, and was over all too soon. Agreeing to take things to the next level, I left the concert hall that night with one extra contact number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was this love? Lust? Insanity? A twisted mix of all three?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did it matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tell me about your brother”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small spark of memory. I vaguely recalled mentioning my single and looking brother during our earlier conversation. An attempt to gain her attention? Her humour? Her wit? Here, memory failed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was there to tell? I tried to laugh it off. He’s in the army, he loves partying, he’s a nice guy to be around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I want know more”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few weeks were probably the closest I have ever been to experiencing heaven on Earth. She brought joy to my mundane existence, and our conversations were full of her tinkling laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How great is your fall from heaven, O shining one, son of the morning!”-- Isaiah 14; 12-14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only topic that I resented coming up in our conversations, however, was my brother. I kept myself in check, telling myself that one more topic for conversation was one more opportunity to spend time with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then they asked me to be their best man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s all thanks to you, bro. If it wasn’t for you, we wouldn’t have gotten this opportunity to get to know each other”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, trust me, dear brother; I know that--all too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knives in my heart; one new one for every time I saw the both of them together; one new one for every time I attempted to rationalize her decision, and finding it perfectly logical; one new one for every time they thanked me for helping them find each other. And yet my heart bled not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had one last performance for the year. Guess who she brought backstage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hatred, this emotion I never knew, was certainly proving surprising. I had expected it to be an all-consuming blaze, but piercing icicles were a more apt description. Certainly nothing like a raging flame, but all-consuming? Oh yes indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music. Peaceful, lulling; all the instruments playing in hushed undercurrents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crescendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A weight in my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A resounding finale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stepped forward to join the two of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And grabbed my very own brother by the shirt, pulled him close, and brought him closer to this part of his army life than he could have expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trembling fingers. I couldn’t do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wordless scream, a muffled gasp, a deafening shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A harsh shriek of a violin; the proud cry of a trumpet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-6129553699540479316?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/6129553699540479316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=6129553699540479316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6129553699540479316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6129553699540479316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/09/havent-written-fiction-for-long-time-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-4126170297489003235</id><published>2008-09-12T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T06:11:07.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SMpkpS2qQ7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Nhqw5Nz8dPQ/s1600-h/P220708_12.26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SMpkpS2qQ7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Nhqw5Nz8dPQ/s320/P220708_12.26.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245115376624878514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;What was once at our poolside restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning was at Taman Jurong area doing CIP (ie carrying newspapers, clothes, etc o.O). Hsiong and I were high XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SMpkpQLC_VI/AAAAAAAAAMo/DtpaNCy_ktU/s1600-h/P060908_10.28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SMpkpQLC_VI/AAAAAAAAAMo/DtpaNCy_ktU/s320/P060908_10.28.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245115375905078610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Some building we noticed in the vincinity. Why on Earth is it cylindrical?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended rather early, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which went to JEC to have dinner. Again we were high-ing around and bursting into uncontrollable laughter, much to the puzzled amusement of the poor people in our surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was spent somewhere near Plaza Singapure for Caoyun's CIP event thing. Jonvoon + Zhihao + myself =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit I forgot what I was doing on Monday &gt;.&lt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was PDGF rehearsals.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was iSpark Nite OT meeting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Yoshoku at Serene Centere with Shao Wee and Hsiong on Thursday.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that fantastic $50 note. It's one-of-a-kind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was PDGF, got the A* trophy. And didn't go for NHPS' MAF in the end &gt;.&lt; After asking Siming and KLL about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random points:   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, Sally!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English exemption =) and 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Hsiong! For Wall(e)!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably a bad time to pick up Magic and become (slightly) addicted to it, sigh. Are addictions a necessary part of my life?   &lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. The person who tag/pass you is?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APCG SLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Your five impression of him/her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Friendly&lt;br /&gt;2. Capable =)&lt;br /&gt;3. Short [and sweet] (dammit sorry &gt;.&lt; And if Celine puts this for me I'll probably jump into a river or something)&lt;br /&gt;4. slightly over-committed. But then again, refer to point 2.&lt;br /&gt;5. Since most of this is about Shaun's lack of self-control, I suppose she does have her discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus answer:&lt;br /&gt;6. Takes very long to write a romance essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably Celine's NYCB concert night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. The most memorable thing he/she has said to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"10pm??" (my sleeping time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. If he/she become your lover, you will?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(attempt to sabo)&lt;em&gt;"Ohhh I'd be elated, dreaming about her every night."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(copied Sally's answer for Shaun. Let's amp it up =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. If he/she became your lover, he/she has to improve on?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, same answer as Celine's. She's perfect the way she is, and it isn't up to myself or her loved one to dictate her desired personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. If he/she became your enemy, you will?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be very confused which might or might not proceed to sadness and emo-ness, depending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. If he/she became your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, probably the reason why I mentioned "Sorry Sally" in my earlier section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her is?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make up for not going for tomorrow's thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Because I just realised that most apologies have been allusions to this strange mythical apparition which could lead to the very irrational speculation which makes us who we are, haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capable and friendly. A very nice integration of Deborah and Liki. (I don't know why that came out, but it did.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Questions 12-16 have been removed as I already did them.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-4126170297489003235?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/4126170297489003235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=4126170297489003235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/4126170297489003235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/4126170297489003235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-was-once-at-our-poolside.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SMpkpS2qQ7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Nhqw5Nz8dPQ/s72-c/P220708_12.26.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-5012324347491174660</id><published>2008-09-04T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T05:30:12.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was feeling pretty accomplished, until I turned on the computer again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to stay focused for 2 hours and do nearly the entire year's worth of Chemistry revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw practice papers, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today shall be marked as the day where Zi Cong actually stayed at home and did some work. And hopefully for nearly the entire day (going out for dinner with family).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it isn't enough dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cao Yun and Sally both asked me on MSN for help for their respective YFC projects nearly simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was spent in Kbox with Siming Charles KLL Bynes Chua Matt Kuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaay cheaper than last time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bynes arrived on time. Is every strand of hope that reality isn't actually in ruins going to be torn apart that brutally before my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasting time watching pro people in X-Zone wasn't actually that bad a use of time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ka Ku Ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at KFC; dinner at Kobayashi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck at Daytona USA &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday morning was spent in school having combined meeting between NYSE's and HCISO's ExCos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And HCICO and NYCO were having their "interaction session" thing too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday morning was spent in school having the oral exam / debate thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YuSee was in Malaysia and we still had to debate &gt;.&lt; And nearly completely unprepared, too. Crappies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my phone totally hates Jia Han's. And no, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; haven't received that third sms yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And afternoon was spent in dental clinic. And apparently it's quite bad, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was typing this to kill time whilst staying online talking to people, that's why this post sounds so forced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's back to practice papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.countyoursheep.com/comics/20040204a.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.countyoursheep.com/comics/20040204a.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-5012324347491174660?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/5012324347491174660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=5012324347491174660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/5012324347491174660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/5012324347491174660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/09/was-feeling-pretty-accomplished-until-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-1663708944832035165</id><published>2008-08-30T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T06:42:10.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SLqXJzT7BGI/AAAAAAAAAMc/qM1y23xtDZE/s1600-h/boredom.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SLqXJzT7BGI/AAAAAAAAAMc/qM1y23xtDZE/s320/boredom.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240667311047378018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, the past week has been an intensely hectic and stressful period for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem test was t3h fail. Physics test was okay except for that irritating 5mark question which the entire world didn't know the answer to as well for 1 confirmed careless mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grades are t3h screwed, as in seriously. EOYs are the only hope of not even salvation, but merely survival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got volunteered on stage for as the demo guy for some presenter teaching the Sec3s about skin care &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 NY girls going along with our October BSC batch? o.O hahahahaha I'm not in yayyyyy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasional slips into incoherent, irrational hysteria should be accepted, forgiven, and then celebrated.  But I'll try to retrieve my brain cells for blogging about teachers' day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;String orch was performing; SYF attire -.- a.k.a blackblackblackblack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many V2s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got stuck into the role of making some sort of mini-speech to teachers (thanks voon). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gifting gifts to teachers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then back to NHPS, very good showing (18 people) overall, but HCI leaves much to be desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew or Eugene? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEC for lunch. Arcade. Playing games at JL: Werewolves, murderer, truth or dare, and watch-out-for-the-security-guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth or dare was nice, if a little disconcerting. As in it's strange to hear all those stuff. Have we ever done that before? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shunxiang called me at a very nice moment =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at foodcourt; supper at Macs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yingjun+Chua+Siming+KLL+Charles+Bynes+GL+Matthew+Wilbert+Kuss+me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FTW.   &lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the very spirit that I just blogged about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCHOOL LIFE CONFESSIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x]Talked back to a teacher&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been kicked out of class&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Worn pyjamas to school&lt;br /&gt;[x ] Had your tooth fall out at school&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten lost in your school (It's HwaChong. Duh.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Broken the dress code in school&lt;br /&gt;[x] Completely failed a test (Who doesn't?)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Left class without asking (And stood on a tile whilst doing an English test as punishment)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Missed a whole week of school&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Thrown up in school&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been beat up at school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOME LIFE CONFESSIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Argue with your parents a lot&lt;br /&gt;[x] Argue with your brother(s)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Argue with your sister(s) a lot&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have your own room&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Do your own laundry (Soon, though.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cook dinner once in a while (Again, soon.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Are loud and obnoxious at home&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Wear pajamas when you are not going anywhere&lt;br /&gt;[x] You sleep in very long&lt;br /&gt;[ ] All you do is watch television&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your parents are divorced&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your family makes you cry alot&lt;br /&gt;[ ] One or both of your grandparents live with you (All passed away)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You cant stand being with your parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIEND CONFESSIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You currently dislike one or more of your friends (If they're my friends, why on Earth would I dislike them? &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are jealous of one or more of your friends&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have known a friend your whole life&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your friends are all taller than you&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have been ditched by a friend&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have memorized a friends phone number (Bynes' interesting home phone, as well as Siming's home phone which differs by 2 digits from mine. Other than those, contacts lists are far more reliable)&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have lost/forgotten a friends phone number (When changing phones and having forgotten to copy contacts -.-)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have been to all of your friends houses&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You love most all of your friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HABIT CONFESSIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You bite your nails&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have an odd obsession with knives&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You cannot sleep with the door closed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You cannot sleep with the door open&lt;br /&gt;[x] There is at least one sound you cannot stand&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You write stories about mad cannibalistic serial killers&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are good at telling lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE CONFESSIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You currently like someone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You want to kill one of your exes&lt;br /&gt;[?] You can stay committed for an unusually long time (No idea.)&lt;br /&gt;[?] You get bored of your crush/bf/gf easily&lt;br /&gt;[?] A crush/bf/gf has called you a bitch before&lt;br /&gt;[?] A crush/bf/gf has called you self- centered before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERSONAL OPINION CONFESSIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You hate George Bush (Absolute truth be told, there are things which he has done which I respect him for. I have no love for him, but I can't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; him)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Abortion is horrible and should be illegal&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gay marriage is fine to you&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Boys make better friends than girls do&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The beach is an excellent place for a date&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pink is an ugly color&lt;br /&gt;[x] Needles aren’t so horrible&lt;br /&gt;[?] Human flesh tastes like fine aged veal (And how am I supposed to know...?)&lt;br /&gt;[?] You have plenty of secrets (We all have secrets. Define "plenty".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER CONFESSIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Fallen down the stairs&lt;br /&gt;[x] Someone has tied your shoelaces together&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Had a nail fall off&lt;br /&gt;[?] Captured, Manipulated, or Destroyed a soul by Ars Falcis&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Had surgery&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Slapped someone across the face&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Killed someone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Someone has called you a tease&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have been to Europe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[x] You have worn something inside out for a whole day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (Dammit.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-1663708944832035165?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/1663708944832035165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=1663708944832035165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1663708944832035165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1663708944832035165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SLqXJzT7BGI/AAAAAAAAAMc/qM1y23xtDZE/s72-c/boredom.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-3776637898533770064</id><published>2008-08-22T06:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T06:40:48.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Strangely, I was typing this halfway when somehow blogger died on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats Team Singapore on the silver medal; Michael Phelps for his insanely ownage gold-medal spree; and Usain Bolt for his record. Kudos also to all the others who have put in the effort and done themselves, their teammates and their country with results, each phenomenal, each a journey in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last couple of days were nearly completely MPP-/PDay-centred. Thursday was last-minute prepping for Friday's Finals, Saturday was spent at NUS Law Fac meeting the mentors, Monday was last-minute debate prep, and Tuesday was the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I have the strange habit of blogging after the events have been over for a long time, the results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects' Day Finals: A* / Not nominated for Grand Finals&lt;br /&gt;Which is probably the best possible outcome, and slightly unexpected considering how badly we thought we screwed up. But yay anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MPP Finals Debate: Runner-up, Best Government Team&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess we were aiming for just that little bit more. RI did deserve the win, the award and the eventual shield, though, I'd have to admit. Apparently HCI's slightly disappointed in us, but really; I'm pleased we even got that far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And chronogically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start of sabbaticals. Movie: The pursuit of Happyness. Lectures. Slacking in library. Meeting Ms Choh, editing Greg's speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to NUS Moot Court; entire 213 was there, sms-ing Celine. Screwed up my speech badly &gt;.&lt;  Lunch at Adam Road, doodling on my book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to sabbatical. Trip to SPH; dialogue session with Mr Robin Hu; trip around SPH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.  Sabbatical. Movie: Remember the Titans. After which had iCMG General Meeting; then watched the exhibition debate between HCJC and Singapore's WSDC team, so 'twas a pretty good debate. THW expand the permananet membership of the United Nations' Security Council. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rounding up of sabbatical. Concert! Some exchange between Nanjing Youth Symphonic Orchestra (SNYO's counterparts?) and us or something. Concert itself was slightly screwy, but for a week's worth of work. I guess it did show us our room for improvement. And for the first concert we're having without our Sec4s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflective session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't know what I'm going to do in JC. Not in HP currently, which apparently has become the integral to joining HP@HCJC. Dammit. And CCA is still wide open; I don't think I can even try for HCJCStrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack of all trades; master of none. At at the end of the day, that's all the worth you have to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-3776637898533770064?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/3776637898533770064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=3776637898533770064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3776637898533770064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3776637898533770064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/08/strangely-i-was-typing-this-halfway.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-2252625704963269693</id><published>2008-08-12T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T06:10:06.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZOMG we're in MPP Finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before anything else. From Celine's blog, for "mozikong":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] the person who passed you this quiz is...&lt;br /&gt;Celine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] your relationship with him/her is...&lt;br /&gt;Fellow APCG SL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3] your five impressions of him/her&lt;br /&gt;1. Freakishly tall, for a Sec2 girl no less.&lt;br /&gt;2. Eh. Extroverted and sociable.&lt;br /&gt;3. Musically inclined!&lt;br /&gt;4. *I just had a mental image of her laughing*&lt;br /&gt;5. *Ran out of things to say. 5 is a big number.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4] the most memorable thing he/she has done for you&lt;br /&gt;APCG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5] the most memorable words he/she has said to you&lt;br /&gt;If nothing immediately pops to mind, this question is irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[6] if he/she becomes your lover...&lt;br /&gt;I...would be slightly surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[7] if he/she becomes your lover, what he/she should improve on...&lt;br /&gt;She's perfect the way she is, and it isn't up to me or her lover to dictate how she should behave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a separate note, she's the first person for whom I did this quiz which did not require "change sex" as an answer to this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8]if he/she becomes your enemy...&lt;br /&gt;Eh. I'd be extremely sad. After which I'll bury head in the sand (figuratively) and ignore the world for a period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[9] if he/she becomes your enemy, the reason would be...&lt;br /&gt;She insulted my manhood with her height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm actually not sensitive about my height, 'twas the only reason I could think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alternatively, she insulted me/my school/my family/something which I can get angry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10] the most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is...&lt;br /&gt;Make up for missing APCG SL gathering, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[11] your overall impression of him/her...&lt;br /&gt;Positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12] how do you think people around you would feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;No, Celine, it's definitely untrue that everyone around you thinks that you suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To answer this question, however: Erm. I'm just hoping that they have nice things to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[13] characteristics you love about yourself are...&lt;br /&gt;Same answer as the last time. My small ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[14] on the contrary, the characteristics you hate about yourself are...&lt;br /&gt;My constant inability to maintain a small ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alternatively, my lack of courage. To take all those first steps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15] the most ideal person you want to be is...&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[16] for people that care and like you, say something to them...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope I don't prove unworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I'm not tagging others to do this because I already did so before. However, Celine you can feature me as the 3rd person you do this quiz for if you like =)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh. And moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NDP Celebrations was. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I had MAS Secretariat meeting, then went off with Hsiong and OSS for lunch. OSS went off to work at his conductor's shop. I concentrated on gaining EXP, levelling up, and assigning the relevant stat points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inside joke*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Beijing Olympics Opening Ceremony was. So unbelievably ownage it was scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday (National Day!) went to Siming's house with Charles KLL Bynes GL (later) to play mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to reject 3 groups of friends for an outing on Monday: 1. Charles+KLL+Bynes+Siming [Kbox] 2. APCG SLs [BBQ] and 3. SLC Facs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For HwaChong's MAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only silver lining is that I didn't have to make a decision as to which group was more important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th HwaChong Model ASEAN Summit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passing notes was fun (not), the food caterer should be changed come the 5th HCMAS, staying up late to edit press articles totally does not suit me (sorry Press Team Secretariat).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a confession to make to that NYGH Laos delegate (still don't know her name &gt;.&lt;) which, since I didn't get to make it, shall be posted here: I'm sorry. I never heard anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human beings are not, by nature, norturnal animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan Foo Mao Kai was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chan Yarn Kit should be a good delegate and stop irritating certain members of the Secretariat that they have a Math test tomorrow which I still haven't studied for yet argh I'm going to fail....&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding the last press conference. I seriously think it went slightly overboard (personal opinion). Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, today's blogging tone seems different from the others. Wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon re-reading this blogpost I'd totally hate the auther if I read this exact same post on another blog. As such the only reason why this is going up (on probation basis) is that I seriously don't care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-2252625704963269693?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/2252625704963269693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=2252625704963269693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2252625704963269693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2252625704963269693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/08/zomg-were-in-mpp-finals.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-1292872072181337989</id><published>2008-08-07T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T05:28:08.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. NYCD Concert; 1st August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip there was rather amusing. Somewhere around Newton I hailed a cab and told him to get me to Esplanade; and he was like  (messily translated from Mandarin) "Eh, the MRT's a lot faster. You see the jam in front?" So I got out and followed his advice, and met the others on time. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the theatre saw quite a lot of NY 213 people, and APCG people as well of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance itself was fantastic, no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was said:&lt;br /&gt;"(to get to the stage door) you go down, turn right, turn right, turn right. You will pass by a policeman".--Nicolette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the guys heard:&lt;br /&gt;"Okay. Policeman. Go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, it worked, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we stoned around outside the stage door, until we could take:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SJrmg9xbizI/AAAAAAAAAME/HyRZT1xF4r0/s1600-h/DSC00474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SJrmg9xbizI/AAAAAAAAAME/HyRZT1xF4r0/s320/DSC00474.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231747371156343602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Reached home past midnight. And sorry to all the guys for my mood on that night/morning &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A Music Parade of Young Talents; 3rd August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal @ Esplanade at 10am to 1pm, and back in Esplanade by 6.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the time in between to have lunch with Tianhao at somewhere; then did the Prism of Colours thing at Outram Park till 4+; then lunch at KFC with GL KLL Charles Bynes Siming in another somewhere (dammit I have a very poor memory) and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concert itself was...Not going to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it was that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. NYCB Concert; 4th August "Limelight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Sally at Westmall first to have dinner and buy flowers and take the MRT down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concert was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double bassists were wonderful, MC was wonderful, everyone was high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's really all that matters luhh. The spirit. And when it increases, it flies exponentially. And the performers feel comfortable on the stage, and everyone in the concert hall in drawn into the same spirit. And the music becomes more than just the small black circles we call notes, more than the weird Italian words, more than keeping to a strict tempo. The music takes its own life, and music becomes...fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I just type that? So unlike me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitched a ride home on Sally's father's car. And relax, Sally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Random points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HCISO rehearsal yesterday in preparation for teachers' day celebrations =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PDay...GrandFinals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Swissotel the Stamford today in celebration of ASEAN Day with all the other HCMAS Sec3 members of the Secretariat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the DHS Secretariat members of the Model ASEAN Plus Summit that I went for in June. Said hi to the SecGen =) Unbelievably, she remembers me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The qi fen there was slightly freaky, lol. We were making jokes about what'd happen if we did random stuff like grab George Yeo and camwhore. But ohwells. Camwhoring on our own's still fine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SJrpwCSb0PI/AAAAAAAAAMM/H6VQ48peCo0/s1600-h/ASEAN+Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SJrpwCSb0PI/AAAAAAAAAMM/H6VQ48peCo0/s320/ASEAN+Day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231750928601436402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-1292872072181337989?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/1292872072181337989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=1292872072181337989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1292872072181337989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1292872072181337989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/08/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SJrmg9xbizI/AAAAAAAAAME/HyRZT1xF4r0/s72-c/DSC00474.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-2638529151246694773</id><published>2008-07-26T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:37:15.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I have talent. These were taken with XYZ's digital camera, absolutely randomly, with completely no intention of appearing like how then ended up appearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SIsqSeTA7GI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2Q3PwZZnGm0/s1600-h/n740217991_750334_6990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SIsqSeTA7GI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2Q3PwZZnGm0/s320/n740217991_750334_6990.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227318289352420450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v300/215/6/740217991/n740217991_750341_9699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v300/215/6/740217991/n740217991_750341_9699.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v300/215/6/740217991/n740217991_750326_3506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v300/215/6/740217991/n740217991_750326_3506.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Yow, I'm gifted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut up, reality. You're just jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday went out to watch a movie at Plaza Singapura (The Dark Knight) with SongSim, Alicia, Lynn and Sally. Chose it over Hellboy 2 despite it starting later and being longer. Oh well. 'Twas a good movie; numerous shocks (which probably made our row look very very interesting from the back) and a fantastic plot. Only regret was that I didn't bring a jacket, and was thus shivering &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. And after watching it we became pretty high o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to Sally about random stuff all the MRT ride back to Bukit Batok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crapping to Ms Gwee is very fun =) But now Mr Bala hates me. Eek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-way clash on Friday, a supposed rest day, and left school at 7+. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to clear backlog =) I'm probably going to do this in reverse chronological order. Or randomly. The latter is more likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the concert thingums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th July - Cadenza XI (performed by RGSB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched it with KLL GL Yiyan Joong Yan (sitting somewhere at the back) Charles Je Sern Bynes (the latter three of whom came late). YingJun and Jessica were performing. Hmm well it was a good concert I guess, some random but hilarious stuff such at the cat ears and the walking around and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Shall not comment on musical aspects, seeing as it's going to be crap anyway]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live flowers FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The price of feeling like a man is...less than $2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No, you wouldn't understand the above 2 unless you're either KLL or GL. And maybe Siming for the first one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th July - Symphony MG.08 (performed by MGS String Ensemble, Handbell Choir and Guitar Ensemble)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rushed dinner with Philemon Xiong Chen and Cheng Teng beforehand. Goodness, the area around VCH is completely...un-Singapore-like. I'm like "where are the people..?" And we had good entertainment while having dinner too =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concert was nice. Loved the String encore piece to bits, and loved the Handbell choir's performance even more. Rachel's solo part was imbal, but hey, 'twas to be expected. Order and movement between the 3 groups could be improved, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backlog's hard to catch up on &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to be doing my Lit essays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-2638529151246694773?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/2638529151246694773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=2638529151246694773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2638529151246694773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2638529151246694773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-think-i-have-talent.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SIsqSeTA7GI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2Q3PwZZnGm0/s72-c/n740217991_750334_6990.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-1916190802706428309</id><published>2008-07-22T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T02:27:50.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's hard to return to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells. Try we all must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting fresh. Screw backlog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On blogging, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. What's been going on since the last time I blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Over)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;RGSB concert Cadenza XI; 19th July (attended)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MG Symphony. 08; 20th july (attended) [Heh. Relax, Deborah!]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HCI Choir + SC Choir + HCI Strings; 3rd July (performed)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HCI Strings "Chronicles of Strings"; 15th July (performed) ['Twas a blast, literally. Explosive!]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Upcoming)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;HCI Strings "A Music Parade by Young Talents"; 3rd August [Lastlap]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NYCB "Limelight"; 4th August&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NYCD "Dance Night 2008"; 1st August&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And a very very very big sorry to Adelle. I still feel bad about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upcoming Events:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;HwaChong Model ASEAN Summit; 11th and 12th August&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MPP Debates; 19th August&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Random tests; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too many to mention individually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HwaChong Projects' Day Competition Finals; 15th August&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reunion with APCG SLs; unknown date&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;(Wooh. Not too many dates too remember.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random points:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not in Debate ExCo. &gt;.&lt; Apparently only the top positions for the elections had any effect at all. And String Orch's new ExCo just took over (which means I'm holding money, yo.) with effect as of...today, I guess? A legacy awaits, gentlemen! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit luhh tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the effort put in practicing for all the HCISO concerts. I feel quite bad now for how badly I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four HongKong (exchange programme) girls currently in 3I1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday's a psuedo-holiday, which has disappeared because of intensive make-up lessons combined with uncancel-able appointment with SJI Band. BUT CONGRATS HWACHONG ANYWAY. ZI QIANG BU XI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMARTBoard currently installed in 3I1. Jia Han and I gave it a week. I'm thinking it's slightly generous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now. Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APCG stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Photos come later. Or never. Depending.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Group 7, heh. Thanks for bullying me for the countless instances. And I miss the placard which I've been permanently raising for so many times. (which is actually an oxymoron. Who cares.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food, with a few exceptions, was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABCD. Mind over matter, people. Mind over matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 mins. 400 chairs. ONE SAIKING SPIRIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raffles pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magically summoning chocolate and cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan chao fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's be high together =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-1916190802706428309?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/1916190802706428309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=1916190802706428309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1916190802706428309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1916190802706428309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-hard-to-return-to-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-1200098824994807420</id><published>2008-06-29T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:37:15.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So. The first week of school is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disasters were dime a dozen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A glance at the past (unblogged-about stuff):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;SLC (Dammit!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OB Sabah (No, it wasn't fun, it was tough and all, but it was seriously an experience worth blogging about)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Class chalet ('twas a time of firsts, those who went know what I mean)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whatever outings I had with friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A whole load of minor random things, like the interview with Mr. Maniam I had the day before and the EXORO game I played sometime last term and HCI DSA interview and *runs out of breath* (you get the idea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dunman High Model ASEAN Plus Summit 2008 (which was very fun too xD)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;First week of school&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;A look at the future:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Combined concert with HCI(High School) and SCGS choir&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;July 15th concert at VCH&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;August 3rd concert at Esplanade&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Temperature taking exercise next Thursday. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Must remember to buy ODT, my batteries just died. (It survived for 6 years, and still has "Mok Zi Cong, 4J" on it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Violin exam tomorrow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Siming's August 1st "Dance Night 2008"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adelle's July 6th Band concert&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;APCG, 13th to 18th July&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exchange programmes?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Projects' Day Semis + Youth Day long weekend (no, these two have completely nothing to do with each other. HCI guys just check your calendar)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tests. OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;A disgusted sweep of the present:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;MPP Project website (due Wednesday) and Powerpoint (due only-God-knows-when)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A decently-done IHE(Lit) exam (which makes a perfect Lit A1) and a perfectly screwed-up Math exam (which doesn't defy tradition one bit, and instead goes one further)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Double ExCo of String Orch (Secretary, not Chairman) and English Debate, although if Dr Hon's proposal goes through (which I have no doubt that it will), I could potentially lose both of them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Currently &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; at the back of the classroom, even further back than last term. I'm completely losing my will to study&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Recently self-banned from touching any computer games whatsoever, which has yet to see any effect on my study levels (see aforementioned)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;(this was a point where I got stuck, and went off distracted for 5mins before coming back to this tab)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Because I have nothing/too much to blog about, I shall now end off which a picture, and then a quiz which KLL asked me to do. And like I tagged on Liki's blog, I've seen no less than 4 variations of that same quiz, the owners of whom don't even know each other.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SGeGtwSWlBI/AAAAAAAAAL0/6wk6SsmqDp0/s1600-h/_IGP0299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SGeGtwSWlBI/AAAAAAAAAL0/6wk6SsmqDp0/s320/_IGP0299.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217286813946123282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;(at the DHS Model ASEAN+ Summit dinner. Pink balloons FTW.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions: Remove one question from the above and add in your personal question to make it a total 20 questions. Then tag 8 people in your list. List them out at the end of your post. Notify them in their chatbox that he/she have been tagged. Whoever does the tag, would get blessing from all. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[How on Earth do you "do" a tag?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What's the craziest thing you've ever done?&lt;br /&gt;I guess it'd be attempting to do a pullup on a bar that was never meant to be a pullup bar, which led to my fracture left wrist. Doing facs' chairdance on the bus would probably come a close second. But I don't think I generally do crazy stuff. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;Probably myself? He's the only person smart enough to judge me. But there are a lot of close seconds =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; suffer from a large degree of stage fright. If the question means confidence in my abilities, I guess I have a pretty realistic grasp of my individual strengths and weaknesses (and how strong my strengths and how weak my weaknesses are -.- see above).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Where do you most want to be now?&lt;br /&gt;Hm, I guess I'm pretty okay with where I am. (See above) But if there's a hypothetical scenario, I guess I'd be on some faraway island with a beautiful scenery, technology, family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you satisfied with yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Well...I suppose so. There &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; instances where I'm seriously pissed at myself for being so weak (mentally more than physically), but as a whole I'm contented I suppose. But I guess if I'm actually in the mood to blog, I can't be that depressed, so this question's skewed in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;br /&gt;(Same as KLL) Memories, friends and family. And I'd add "enthusism for life" in there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you believe in eternal love?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I do believe that two people can enjoy each other's company very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you broken someone's heart that (s)he tried to commit suicide?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so, and I really really hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you like about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;My suitably-sized ego.&lt;br /&gt;(No, I'm kidding really.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What are the requirements that you wish from the other half?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I assume that I can be as idealistic here as I want, so I'd say we should embody the taiji symbol. (Opposites attracting, each different yet with a little of each in the other)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you cherish every friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;Hello. If they're my friend, does that not mean that they are, by default, treasured? Show me a person who answers "no" to this question, and I'll show you a person who doesn't know the meaning of "friendship".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alternatively, "yes" would do as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you treasure your family?&lt;br /&gt;Very much indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What do you dislike the most?&lt;br /&gt;Feeling inept, betrayals. (Wow when I come to think of it, this list is actually pretty small. There exist, however, numerous "pet peeves" which are minor irritations but don't exactly deserve to fall into the category of "dislike")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who do you hope to be always there for you?&lt;br /&gt;If this question is expecting a name, sorry, none for you. I guess I'd hope for those who already are there for me to be there for me always =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you regret most in life?&lt;br /&gt;Not taking that first step. And that first step. And that first step. I think you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What kind of friend do you hope to be in your friend's eye?&lt;br /&gt;Simply being a friend would be enough. (Refer to question 11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you love your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Refer to question 11. And if you're too lazy, "yes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Which date do you like the most?&lt;br /&gt;Every day is a gift. Or at least so I try to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.If you have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, some of my dreams &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; come true (I mean this completely literally, ask me for some examples if you want to. I'm somewhat freaked out by them, really.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if this "dream" refers to "something I want", then the question probably isn't that good is it? What dream could I have that I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; want to come true? And no, I don't like "weighing" my dreams to see which one I'd like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt; to come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If you could travel in time and return to a phase of your life, which phase would it be and why?&lt;br /&gt;Hm, Primary 6 most likely. It remains till now the year with the best memories. Secondary 2 would probably come pretty close? And Secondary 3 thus far as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. If there's one thing you'd do now, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing that I'm actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not tagging people to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question I'm taking out: 4. Who is the person that you confide in?&lt;br /&gt;Question that replaces: 4. Where do you want to be now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-1200098824994807420?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/1200098824994807420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=1200098824994807420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1200098824994807420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1200098824994807420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/06/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SGeGtwSWlBI/AAAAAAAAAL0/6wk6SsmqDp0/s72-c/_IGP0299.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-3350469098851114468</id><published>2008-06-12T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:37:16.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Reasons not to blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because every time you stop blogging, you want to come back with a bang, big headlines, and that never happens."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rephrased)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No prizes for guessing who said the above; he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt; have a fanbase after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There would be so much to blog about if I wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OB Sabah, SLC, class chalet, amongst countless random other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework check:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;sun2 zi3 bing1 fa3 presentation. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Physics self study - EM Waves. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chemistry self study - Chemical Periodicity. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Done, but barely understand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 zhou1 ji4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Undone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 jian3 bao4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have fun on Dunman High Model ASEAN Summit Plus forum discussion. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Math Revision 1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Undone after numerous failed attempts to understand anything about indices surds and logs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MPP Cabinet Memo and draft bill. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Done; submitted to expert mentors for vetting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch at least one complete anime series. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Undone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Which is quite a lot of "undone" considering that the rest of my holidays are busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random musings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 free days this holidays; I guess this really trains discipline and time management. Not that these lessons have been entirely effective thus far...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ExCo for debate and running for String Orch chairman; though I think even Vice is beyond me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overnight LAN is pure, pure insanity. Doing it 2 nights in a row borders on having suicidal tendencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukit Timah and Dunearn Road both look very serene at 4am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Paideia xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to wear one set of council uniform for 4 days in a row next week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least 2 different concerts (with entirely different repertoires) coming up:&lt;br /&gt;1. Chronicles of Strings: Cеренада [15th July $10 VCH; guest-starring St. Nicks' String Orchestra]&lt;br /&gt;2. A Music Parade by Young Talents [3rd August Esplanade; combined with band to form symphonic orchestra. Soloist from MGS String Ensemble]&lt;br /&gt;[With another possible concert combined with the choir, but with hopefully no different songs.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SFD8c7OsvSI/AAAAAAAAALs/HfCwutQyxd4/s1600-h/paideia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SFD8c7OsvSI/AAAAAAAAALs/HfCwutQyxd4/s320/paideia2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210942342733544738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;I'm too tired to think of a better way to end off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-3350469098851114468?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/3350469098851114468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=3350469098851114468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3350469098851114468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3350469098851114468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/06/reasons-not-to-blog-because-every-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_08Ne38Np74c/SFD8c7OsvSI/AAAAAAAAALs/HfCwutQyxd4/s72-c/paideia2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-7540210659117163358</id><published>2008-05-07T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:37:16.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SCGmK0ZJQiI/AAAAAAAAALU/Gj8FsfMcuEQ/s1600-h/WC3ScrnShot_050108_185251_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SCGmK0ZJQiI/AAAAAAAAALU/Gj8FsfMcuEQ/s320/WC3ScrnShot_050108_185251_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197618149755273762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;For lack of a better way to start; considering the numerous ones running throughout my head. But meanwhile I'll divide this blogpost up in two main sections; random stuff, and stuff that have happened. After which I'll go on a reflective note, so don't bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking the &lt;a href="http://www.myersbriggs.org/"&gt;MBTI test&lt;/a&gt; whilst I was helping Song Sim write his MC script for GEP Math Seminar with Ms. Gwee (though it was more like dictation) proved quite fun xD I'm an ESTJ; Extraverted Sensing Thinking Judging. Full synopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supervisors are highly social and community-minded, with many rising to positions of responsibility in their school, church, industry, or civic groups. Supervisors are generous with their time and energy, and very often belong to a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;variety of service clubs, lodges, and associations&lt;/span&gt; [&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sounds extremely familiar, no?&lt;/span&gt;], supporting them through steady attendance, but also taking an outspoken leadership role. Supervisors like to take charge of groups and are comfortable issuing orders. They are cooperative with their own superiors, and they would like cooperation from the people working under them. Rank, they believe, has its obligations, but it also has its privileges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comprising at least ten percent of the population, Supervisors enjoy and are good at making &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;schedules, agendas, inventories&lt;/span&gt;, and so on, and they much prefer tried and true ways of doing things over speculation and experimentation. Supervisors keep their feet firmly on the ground and would like those under their supervision to do the same, whether employee, subordinate, spouse, or offspring. Supervisors have no problem evaluating others and tend to judge how a person is doing in terms of his or her compliance with, and respect for, schedules and procedures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supervisors are unbelievably hard-working. Even as children they are industrious, and they usually respect their parents as authority figures. In school Supervisors are often &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;model students&lt;/span&gt; [&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*recalls CME interview &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;], dutifully following directions, doing all their homework, doing it thoroughly, and on time. Above all else, they wish to do what they are supposed to do, and they rarely question the teacher's assignments, method of instruction, standards, or authority. And their industry and perseverance only become more important to them as they grow into adulthood and take on the responsibilities of job and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supervisors approach human relations along traditional lines. Marriage and parenthood are sacred to them, and they tend to have a large circle of friends, with many &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friendships faithfully maintained over the years&lt;/span&gt;. Social gatherings and ceremonies have great meaning for them, and they look forward to holiday parties, club dances, weddings, class reunions, awards banquets, and the like. In social situations, Supervisors are friendly and talk easily with others. Though they can seem a bit formal in their manners, Supervisors are pretty easy to get to know. At ease in polite company, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they tend not to confuse people by sending double messages&lt;/span&gt; or putting on airs-what they seem to be, they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found a grammatical error within an English comprehension...! Damn cool. And another missing space in the IHC source C. And then Yuquan found a punctuation error in the newspaper on Monday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SCGmLUZJQkI/AAAAAAAAALk/gpiKOpMakqM/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SCGmLUZJQkI/AAAAAAAAALk/gpiKOpMakqM/s320/DSC00095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197618158345208386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;So we're drawn now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Tan just finished his stint with us xD and welcome back Ms. Gwee...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ack I'm not selected for MUN interviews...!!! &gt;.&lt; *sniff* And Chomz was. Ah well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facilitator for 14th SLC xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing "Corridor" with Yongrui today during Bio in MA1 was extremely interesting. I got owned, and badly at that. Quite farnee.  &lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSM with NYGH:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NCC performance cancelled, why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band's performance was decently done, but the kneeling part was slightly hilarious. I wonder if they had intended it. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iSpark got owned for the inter-consortium relays. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some icecream store with the NYCD sigh was permanently shouting "ice cream for sale".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random sec4s went around with the sign "free hugs". And went over to the NYGH side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the event I was cleaning up the terraces with the council. Then waited in IH3 for 12.15; then had open house briefing for tour guides and ushers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open House:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SCGmLEZJQjI/AAAAAAAAALc/GndpUGZZqp8/s1600-h/DSC00094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SCGmLEZJQjI/AAAAAAAAALc/GndpUGZZqp8/s320/DSC00094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197618154050241074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;The goodie bags before we moved them out. Actually there were more; just that it couldn't fit into my camera. If you notice the bags at the sides they're on tables and they actually continue on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Registration; then bringing groups on a tour around the school. Lunch sucked, but 'twas to be expected anyway. Various screwups, but at least generally a good impression formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which went for debate training. HCJC debate is champion of Singapore! Beat NJC in the finals on that same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - iCTC meeting with Yarn Kit, Yu See and Bernard. At Pizza Hut. Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - HCISO was so bad. Kenna niao by Mr. Chan so bad. Rawr. I shall sit further back next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Chinese debate finals, 3B-1 eventually beat 3L-2. Audience question asking rocked. And Mr. Loh's back from a month in reservice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Been feeling slightly useless lately; however much I try to distract myself with reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OB Sabah this Saturday; am wondering whether or not to go for the Dunman MAS pre-summit briefing at Dunman from 9-11. Ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IHE Exam the Tuesday after sabbatical week. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know I rarely say this, but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn xian leh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-7540210659117163358?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/7540210659117163358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=7540210659117163358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/7540210659117163358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/7540210659117163358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-lack-of-better-way-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/SCGmK0ZJQiI/AAAAAAAAALU/Gj8FsfMcuEQ/s72-c/WC3ScrnShot_050108_185251_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-8322176715620121254</id><published>2008-04-27T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T03:11:55.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah. Haven't blogged in what felt like a long time. But I'm back anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. At least what made me feel so emo/furious/sad/bereft the last time got settled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OB Sabah in 13 days time. Math + Lit test next Tuesday; CSM next Wednesday; Open House next Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go to Greg's house for the entire of today for MPP stuff but I guess everyone's busy. *Prays that interviews can go as planned*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AOS for iCTC '08 (Nearly by default, but that simply means more work on my table for me to ignore. Because quite obviously I'm supposed to be doing the programme booklet, programme list, SMB message, consent form, packing list, etc. right now but what am I doing? Not that I didn't want to settle it, though. Yarn Kit your instructions are totally un-understandable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed some weird ushering course for debate yesterday xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know this is a little old, but why, why on Earth was I selected to be filmed for the CME interviews. I am so not whatever Greg called me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JGs finals last Friday; watched it after orch practice. RI's champion again, with NYGH runners up, then NJIP and finally HCI in fourth place. Liki and Max 3rd and 5th top speakers respectively. Oh well. The conclusion was the worse one possible, but grats to the team for even getting this far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Benjy was full of praise for NYGH's compound too. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numerous Sec4s leaving for Beijing; HCISO's going to be pretty fun without the majority of our front desks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou to SLC OT (even though I know none of them read this blog)!! I just decided to forgo Raffles Model United Nations to participate in it; heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V for Vendetta was pretty fun to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know I don't usually indulge in whining, but ARGH. My results are so screwed it's pure unbelievable; probably the worst performance in all my 3 years. I am so dead. And I'm not exactly going to do the Math test with confidence. Even my beloved English didn't survive, sigh. At this rate, 3Q's my new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The pressure placed on students to perform and conform is more harmful than necessary"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I just used that line, you know something's wrong with me &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-8322176715620121254?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/8322176715620121254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=8322176715620121254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/8322176715620121254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/8322176715620121254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/04/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-9042069973540689375</id><published>2008-04-18T03:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T03:29:41.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish I could feel righteous anger. I wish I could feel wronged. I wish I could scream in frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because that can only happen if I were right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm wrong; and it's my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And so many more avenues for failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-9042069973540689375?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/9042069973540689375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=9042069973540689375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/9042069973540689375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/9042069973540689375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-wish-i-could-feel-righteous-anger.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-5738626235784993420</id><published>2008-04-13T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T01:50:42.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anime updates: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=21085888" com="" 216="" html=""&gt; Ginban Kaleidoscope completed&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.crunchyroll.com/series-350/Zero-no-Tsukaima.html"&gt;Zero no Tsukaima&lt;/a&gt; completed, &lt;a href="http://www.crunchyroll.com/series-5022/Zero-no-Tsukaima-Futatsuki-no-Kishi.html"&gt;Zero no Tsukaima- Futatsuki no Kishi&lt;/a&gt; completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I can be seriously insane when I wish to. Comments below (spoiler warning).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ginban Kaleidoscope:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reasonable storyline, a male ghost haunting a female international-level figure skater's probably something pretty much unheard of. Not much development of characters other than the 2 protagonists, and then not much for Peet either&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But pretty sweet overall though xD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The ending...probably wasn't very satisfying...But the "last dance" was nonetheless extremely sweet. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I guess objectively speaking it's quite a good anime to watch, but personally speaking...A relationship between a human and a ghost is just waaay beyond. Normal relationships FTW! Suzuka was simply wonderful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Zero no Tsukaima (season one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;STILL a very good storyline.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;IT'S DAMN SWEET. Bimbotic, yes, but what more can I say, it's true. And the usage of normal human items into fantasy land was also pretty interesting xD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Louise is cuter than all her schoolmates, dammit. And Principal Osman simply contravened all expectations of him being the stereotypical wise, powerful, benevolent wizard.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fantastic characterization of Saito.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ending was simply fantastic. Super sweet, and such a welcome change from Ginban Kaleidoscope's. But then that's because they wanted a second season.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Zero no Tsukaima (season two)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pretty fast-moving (quite a lot covered in 12 episodes)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Perhaps it's the influence of the first one, but this one was also super sweet. Although, if I have to choose, I'd say the first season still rocked more. But then again, the fantastic thing is that I don't have to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Very, very good characterization of characters, especially the whole Professor Colbert being a magical arsonist thing and all. What I especially love about this series is the clash of ideals; the depth of personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dammit that sounded so fake. But seriously, the characters of the screen came to life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Goodness. I don't even sound like myself any more. Did I just use THAT cliched phrase?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The ending was also...rather strange...I nearly cried until the last minute or so. Goodness.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday...was supposed to be meeting with a teacher for Dunman MAS, and since it was at 4 I ended up accepting to help out at Math Fest. And then found out that the teacher wasn't coming in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was normal. Wednesday...Assembly's talk on STIs were just GACKK. And finally broke the 40/50 barrier for the comprehension xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was Chinese common test. Which was surprisingly difficult, seriously. When I do lun4 wen2 and gong1 han2 you know something's wrong. And 14/20 for the suo duan chang wen which everyone else died for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday...was pretty much the same. 31st place for the 2.4 run combined with some sec4 class. And the J2 guys are so irritating. Can I run like that someday...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: HSK in the morning, then debate in the afternoon, then back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff missed: iCMG meeting (if there was one. Why didn't I hear of it), GL's birthday outing (well, sort of), and MPP research session at NLB (sorry guys).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments about HSK: NYGH has a fantastic compound, I kid you not. 'Twas the general sentiment amongst our class, at least. Sadly, my neck was aching from the strange chair-to-table height ratio o.O And Yu See didn't take it &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And halfway it rained, which made going out so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"heng xian ji de xie de cu yi dian, zhong yi dian..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-5738626235784993420?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/5738626235784993420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=5738626235784993420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/5738626235784993420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/5738626235784993420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/04/anime-updates-ginban-kaleidoscope.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-8679286190225938064</id><published>2008-04-03T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:37:17.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R_Sq8wNbL_I/AAAAAAAAALE/Oft9UV9DrIs/s1600-h/isketch.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R_Sq8wNbL_I/AAAAAAAAALE/Oft9UV9DrIs/s320/isketch.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184957031720366066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;My third game of iSketch, some online thing where people draw pictures representing words and people guess them to get points. (In case you don't know, "zedsee" is me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accepted into Dunman MAS, along with Liki and Bill. Briefing next Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OB Sabah: Term 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started watching this anime; &lt;a href="http://www.crunchyroll.com/series-216/Ginban-Kaleidoscope.html"&gt;Ginban Kaleidoscope&lt;/a&gt;, which is pretty cool. A new activity to take up all my free time, I suppose. Including some time that's not exactly supposed to be free o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Projects' Day Prelims. Over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Highly interesting talk by Ms. Wendy (I-forgot-what-surname), "What do women really want?". Even more interestingly, that day's lianhezaobao zianzai section had their discussion about whether love belongs in the classroom or not. (forgive poor translation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Met Ms. Choh, then dropped by on debate, then had OB Sabah briefing by Mr. Tok. Things to do: Get medical checkup; extend visa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: 's PE was pretty cool in that I somehow did my shuttle run in 10.0 secs, something as yet unprecedented. I only did 1 pullup, but that was pretty much expected, given my current physical situation. And I don't want to talk about the Chem test. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday's rain was also pretty cool:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R_Sq9ANbMAI/AAAAAAAAALM/l1Xi5srCVxw/s1600-h/DSC00081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R_Sq9ANbMAI/AAAAAAAAALM/l1Xi5srCVxw/s320/DSC00081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184957036015333378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-8679286190225938064?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/8679286190225938064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=8679286190225938064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/8679286190225938064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/8679286190225938064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-third-game-of-isketch-some-online.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_08Ne38Np74c/R_Sq8wNbL_I/AAAAAAAAALE/Oft9UV9DrIs/s72-c/isketch.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-4333881781121236903</id><published>2008-03-28T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:37:18.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HCDeb8 has broken past Prelims for JGs. Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My batch...is...screwed...&gt;.&lt; For both debate and string orch. And in both cases it's my fault to a great extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th March. Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Founders' Day; also semi-finals of GEB debates. Adjudicated first one with Benjy and Norman; second round (which I actually wasn't supposed to judge; but KahHow and Norman had left) with Qingyun and Luey Chun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite obviously, I can't remember much about it now and I'm too lazy to get my notes simply for blogging purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked around for the whole long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th March. Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School holiday because of good A-level results over at HCJC. Decided not to go movie with Shao Wee Jerome Choong Hsiong etc. at J8 and went instead to Bt. Batok CSC to with KLL. So instead of slacking elsewhere I simply changed the location of my slacking &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R-2kewNbL8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/DW_PuXBbGD4/s1600-h/DSC00077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R-2kewNbL8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/DW_PuXBbGD4/s320/DSC00077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182979594417549250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Wasted Spare on the 9th game to lose overall in points by 2; but won 2 out of 3 games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAN was a pure waste of money. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th March. Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanyu Shuiping Kaoshi (HSK) mock test. I forgot the date of the real one &gt;.&lt; Only remember that it's held in NYGH on some random Saturday morning. Then debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th March. Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually I don't post about Fridays, but yesterday we had assessments for String Orch. Went decently xD. And after orch the ExCo tried to solve a problem that's been prevalent for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a hawker stall near my house; whose name (prominently displayed in lighted letters every time I go home by bus) reads: Botak Jones: Authentic American Food. And I was like. No link o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received LEAPS form for Sec1 and Sec2. Total LEAPS points: 35 (from CCA plus CIP hours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R-2kfQNbL9I/AAAAAAAAAK0/o8o5zpz3Fro/s1600-h/DSC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R-2kfQNbL9I/AAAAAAAAAK0/o8o5zpz3Fro/s320/DSC00076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182979603007483858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;But the entire school has LEAPS annulled because admin took the attendance records for 2008, which quite obviously is less than 50%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R-2kfgNbL-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/YXK9A8udcAE/s1600-h/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R-2kfgNbL-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/YXK9A8udcAE/s320/DSC00075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182979607302451170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;At this I was like ROFLMAO. The student could have solved the equation from the first line but he put it back into quadratic form just for the heck of it. Then from x^2 -4 = 0 he went to solve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"hello."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-4333881781121236903?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/4333881781121236903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=4333881781121236903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/4333881781121236903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/4333881781121236903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/03/hcdeb8-has-broken-past-prelims-for-jgs.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_08Ne38Np74c/R-2kewNbL8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/DW_PuXBbGD4/s72-c/DSC00077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-6181470776386206644</id><published>2008-03-17T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:37:18.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because I haven't blogged for a long time, long post today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 sections: Sabbatical week, school holiday week, and finally random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabbatical week: Model ASEAN Summit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R95mTbO3-SI/AAAAAAAAAKc/pYFh1rtcFXo/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R95mTbO3-SI/AAAAAAAAAKc/pYFh1rtcFXo/s320/DSC00071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178689105436342562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endless presentations, but done skilfully, so I didn't actually fall asleep. First National Assembly, exchanged contact information etc. Pretty inefficient; we actually went for lunch halfway. Came to the realization that Myanmar is really screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Position paper is OWNAGE. I typed everything on the very keyboard I'm using now. Quite farnee, actually, the first section is waaay longer than the last. Oh and Special Committee also very powderful. xD And when David was like "Ok i chiong now" then I was like "Oh it's done already"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few more presentations, then the official opening of model ASEAN Summit. Another National Assembly. "This is like a lecture, and the lecturer doesn't know anything" || "What other lies has he told you?" --Shawn Teo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left to host a few HongKong visitors (students + teachers) who were here for a study trip. School tour and lunch at HCIBS xD. Thus missed Ministerial Meeting, but Jon did okay without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Press release. Apparently Liki's fears were misplaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessline didn't attend today; and we were all making fun of ACY. Another National Assembly; then off to debates. Work Group and Director-General Meetings. Director-General was super fun. All countries happily agreed to sign the declaration so that the subsequent group could slack on the next day. And I traumatized the Singapore declaration by making by passing declarations that made them cough out money $$$ that would eventually go to the poorer countries; a.k.a myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Shawn said that I stuttered too much during Work-Group. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And press conference was super funny. Some press member from Indonesia/HCIS decided to verbally assault me for showing the "L" sign to Yichen, who happened to be in MAS as well (Malaysia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be angry and start calling her names, but that's not nice. She spiced up the session, and on hindsight it was funny. A happy outlook FTW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final level of debates; senior-official. Remedied mistakes that ACY made, thankfully. Making the human rights mechanism legally binding...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of which Singapore and Brunei formed a bloc that stopped me from passing anything that sounded remotely detrimental to the interests of richer countries. Quite fun. Then I tried to persuade that it was in their best interest to support me, but failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press conference was quite funny again. The same reporter. ROFLMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Sabbatical! Signing ceremony and stuff. Photo-taking. Myanmar: Best delegation!! And I was nominated for Best delegate, but that went to Ying Cong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R95mTrO3-TI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Rrl2OhmradE/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R95mTrO3-TI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Rrl2OhmradE/s320/DSC00072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178689109731309874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School holidays:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;String Orch camp on Monday and Tuesday. Icebreakers: whacko, truth and lies, and murderer *which was fun, since I hosted it*.  Pizza for lunch. Practice. Movie. Ninjas and Shoguns; where ninjas owned so badly it was hilarious. I was in ninjas xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept in orch room; where they apparently ordered McDelivery but I was too stoned out to even realize. Catching game, which was screwed because of the rain. I hid in a stairwell in SRC for so long &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched 881 on mioTV because I missed it when it was out in the cinemas. Quite decently done; no wonder it achieved the critical acclaim that it did. I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSG: 1.75, with 2 74s. IH overall A1; IHC 75 and IHE 76.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st position in 3I-1. When I heard I was like totally "ROFLMAO is this possible"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to wallow in self-congratulations, but what the hey. Reality beckons; and it's telling me that I'm going to flunk next term at this rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan's taking over Math. Hope he's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timetable screwups on the very first day of school; everyone's complaining, what with the incident today. Half of me tells me that school admin is trying their hardest, and applauds Mr. Wong's efficient response (a matter of hours), and the other half tells me that when people play soccer, they know that if they don't play well they get fired; when people buy stocks they know if the stock market crashes they're at the losing end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Black Swan is a really good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Alan Choo on Facebook Super Wall. Fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen signs that you're in love with someone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVENTEEN:&lt;br /&gt;You look at their profile constantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIXTEEN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're on the phone with them late at night and they hang up, you still miss them even when it was just two minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIFTEEN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You read their Texts and Ims Over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOURTEEN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walk really slow when you're with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRTEEN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel shy whenever they're around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELEVEN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think about them, your heart beats faster but slower at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You smile when you hear their voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look at them, you can't see the other people around you, you just see him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You start listening to slow songs while thinking about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're all you think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get high just from their scent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You realize you're always smiling when you're looking at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would do anything for them, just to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While reading this, there was one person on your mind this whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were so busy thinking about that person, you didnt notice number twelve was missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just scrolled up to check &amp;amp; are now silently laughing at yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Charlie Brown:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has a personality of a cartoon character. Have you ever asked yourself what cartoon character do you most resemble? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of investigators got together and analyzed the personalities of well known and modern cartoon characters. The information that was gathered was made into this test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer all the questions (only 10) with what describes you best, add up all your Points (which are next to the answer that you choose) at the end and look for your results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not cheat by looking at the end of the e-mail before you are done .&lt;br /&gt;Then forward this to all your friends ( including the person who sent it to you ) and change the subject of this message to what character is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Which one of the following describes the perfect date? &lt;br /&gt;a) Candlelight dinner (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;b) Fun/Theme Park (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;c) Painting in the park (5 pts)&lt;br /&gt;d) Rock concert (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;e) Going to the movies (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your favorite type of music? &lt;br /&gt;a) Rock and Roll (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;b) Alternative (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;c) Soft Rock (4 pts.) &lt;br /&gt;d) Country (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;e) Pop (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What type of movies do you prefer? &lt;br /&gt;a) Comedy (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;b) Horror (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;c) Musical (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;d) Romance (4 pts.) &lt;br /&gt;e) Documentary (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Which one of these occupations would you choose if you only could choose one of these? &lt;br /&gt;a) Waiter (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;b) Professional Sports Player (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;c) Teacher (3 pts.) &lt;br /&gt;d) Police (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;e) Cashier (1 pt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 What do you do with your spare time? &lt;br /&gt;a) Exercise (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;b) Read (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;c) Watch television (2 pts.) &lt;br /&gt;d) Listen to music (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;e) Sleep (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which one of the following colors do you like best? &lt;br /&gt;a) Yellow (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;b) White (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;c) Sky Blue (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;d) Dark Blue (2 pts.) &lt;br /&gt;e) Red (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What do you prefer to eat? &lt;br /&gt;a) Snow (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;b) Pizza (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;c) Sushi (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;d) Pasta (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;e) Salad (5 pts.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your favorite holiday ? &lt;br /&gt;a) Halloween (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;b) Christmas (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;c) New Year (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;d) Valentine's Day (4 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;e) Thanksgiving (5 pts.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you could go to one of these places which one would it be? &lt;br /&gt;a) Paris (4 pts)&lt;br /&gt;b) Spain(5 pts)&lt;br /&gt;c) Las Vegas(1 pt)&lt;br /&gt;d) Hawaii(4 pts)&lt;br /&gt;e) Hollywood (3 pts) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. With which of the following would you prefer to spend time with? &lt;br /&gt;a) Someone Smart (5 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;b) Someone attractive (2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;c) Someone who likes to Party (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;d) Someone who always has fun (3 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;e) Someone very sentimental (4 pts.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now add up your points and find out the answer you have been waiting for! Put your character in the subject line and forward to your friends and back to the person that sent this to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very interesting to see 'who' your friends are! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(10-16 points) You are Garfield: &lt;br /&gt;You are very comfortable, easy going, and you definitely know how to have fun but sometimes you take it to an extreme. You always know what you are doing and you are always in control of your life. Others may not see things as you do, but that doesn't mean that you always have to do what is right. Try to remember, your happy spirit may hurt you or others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(17-23 points) You are Snoopy: &lt;br /&gt;You are fun; you are very cool and popular. You always know what's in and you ' re never out of style, y you are good at knowing how to satisfy everyone else. You have probably disappeared for a few days more than once but you always come home with the family values that you learned Being married and having children are important to you, but only after you have had your share of fun times &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(24-28 points) You are Elmo: &lt;br /&gt;You have lots of friends and you are also popular, always willing to give advice and help out a person in need. You are very optimistic and you always see the bright side of things. Some good advice: try not to be too much of a dreamer. Dreaming too big could cause many conflicts in your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(29-35 points) You are Sponge Bob Square Pants: &lt;br /&gt;You are the classic person that everyone loves. You are the best friend that anyone could ever have and never wants to lose. You never cause harm to anyone and they would never not understand your feelings. Life is a journey, it' s funny and calm for the most part. Stay away from traitors and jealous people and you will be stress free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(36-43 points) You are Charlie Brown: &lt;br /&gt;You are tender, you fall in love quickly but you are also very serious about all relationships. You are a family person. You call your Mom every Sunday. You have many friends and may occasionally forget a few Birthdays. Don't let your passion confuse you with reality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(44-50 points ) You are Dexter: &lt;br /&gt;You are smart and definitely a thinker... Every situation is fronted with a plan. You have a brilliant mind. You demonstrate very strong family principles. You maintain a stable routine but never ignore a bad situation when it comes. Try to do less over thinking every once in a while to spice things up a bit with spontaneity! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't spoil it! Have some Fun!! Change the subject of the email to what you are and send it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If you read all the way through till here, you're freaking amazing and you have like way better concentration than I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-6181470776386206644?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/6181470776386206644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=6181470776386206644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6181470776386206644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6181470776386206644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/03/because-i-havent-blogged-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_08Ne38Np74c/R95mTbO3-SI/AAAAAAAAAKc/pYFh1rtcFXo/s72-c/DSC00071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-500025325962812747</id><published>2008-03-01T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T03:06:16.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An Exclamation Point&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatpunctuationmarkareyouquiz/exclamation.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a bundle of... well, something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're often a bundle of joy, passion, or drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're loud, brash, and outgoing. If you think it, you say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not the quiet type, you really don't keep a lot to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're lively and inspiring. People love to be around your energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But they do secretly worry that you'll spill their secrets without even realizing it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You excel in: Public speaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get along best with: the Dash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpunctuationmarkareyouquiz/"&gt;What Punctuation Mark Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments: Probably generally true; but "If you think it, you say it" has proven of more a liability than an asset thus far, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try again. Really, it's been over one and a half months. Please tell me I'm wrong &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, some random stuff because there's really nothing much to post about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAS Sabbatical next week. Hope 'twill be fun, Max, Li Ki, Akilan and Shawn Teo together equals high expectations. Hope I'll be the 3rd (according to Li Ki) non HP-er to be able to participate in MAS, then hopefully OT next year or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got stuck with hosting the HongKong people during Sabbatical week *glares at Li Ki with whose definition of "discerning" I have a contention with*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can't vent my irritation on them. Must remain calm. Zen, a school of Mahayana Buddhism which emphasizes letting go of judgmental thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason why I'm putting this day here is because after meeting Ms. Choh and the group for MPP I left school and there was this group from NYGH asking us to do a survey on teenage dating. "Do you think *points* she's chio?" || "Are you single?" "That's relative"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the other reason why this is here is because of the JI guy who escaped. Heard that troops entered SCGS and asked NYGH to release students by 6pm. And who cares about Hwa Chong, seriously. It's probably for the better good that they die anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's probably a blessing that they didn't come into HCI, because if so they'd (a) get lost; (b) get so irritated with me that they'd shoot me; or (c) all of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V for Vendetta. 'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left HCISO at 4pm for S4 PTG; briefing then dinner then basically the usual ushering duties. Ms Choh is cool xP Sadly she's streesed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YangWZ screened "zhong guo hua" for us. Quite farnee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debate training, Knowledge Acquisition Programme, soccer was really very refreshing. The "meat shield" plan was, extremely -diao-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really need to make my post any longer, but still:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some song that Lu Yang sent me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对你有感觉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我曾深刻体会&lt;br /&gt;对爱感到胆怯&lt;br /&gt;还好有懂我的你&lt;br /&gt;给我安慰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看你失落的脸&lt;br /&gt;又再为爱憔悴&lt;br /&gt;我心痛的感觉竟如此的强烈&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;眼角的泪&lt;br /&gt;它给过谁&lt;br /&gt;伤透了心&lt;br /&gt;也无所谓&lt;br /&gt;我会愿意&lt;br /&gt;静静地&lt;br /&gt;陪在你身边&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果说爱&lt;br /&gt;已不可为&lt;br /&gt;那我宁愿&lt;br /&gt;藏心里面&lt;br /&gt;其实我害怕会失去你的感觉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎么会开始对你有了感觉&lt;br /&gt;又深怕朋友默契转身不见&lt;br /&gt;矛盾着犹豫不决&lt;br /&gt;没准备&lt;br /&gt;跨越爱的界线&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎么会开始对你有了感觉&lt;br /&gt;深陷朋友恋人之间的危险&lt;br /&gt;进与退&lt;br /&gt;被爱包围&lt;br /&gt;谁犯规&lt;br /&gt;都狼狈&lt;br /&gt;谁能解围&lt;br /&gt;让一切完美&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎么会开始对你有了感觉&lt;br /&gt;深陷朋友恋人之间的危险&lt;br /&gt;你和我&lt;br /&gt;拥抱瞬间&lt;br /&gt;不后悔&lt;br /&gt;这暧昧&lt;br /&gt;星光唯美&lt;br /&gt;把爱放心里面&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-500025325962812747?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/500025325962812747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=500025325962812747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/500025325962812747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/500025325962812747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-are-exclamation-point-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-2312530748647521291</id><published>2008-02-27T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T01:00:59.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lessee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday: Had a speaker from the American Embassy come over to talk to us about the 2008 elections during assembly. Rather interesting. And later went over to judge the Sec4 inter-consortium debates, Aphelion versus Ortus. Rather retarded actually; only like one speaker even hit 6min, and one side didn't know how to reject or offer POIs. THBT natural apathy is the greatest threat to Singapore's future security, and Prop didn't prove the motion, and Opp tried (unsuccessfully) to prove that natural apathy didn't exist in the first place. But I suppose the file that I got was pretty cool &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iSpark FTW in the finals XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lowlevel, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday: NUS Challenge Shield semi-finals. Did well in semis but lost to RI despite a common consensus that this was our one opportunity to final defy tradition. Because of some strange adjudicating o.O RI eventually won CHS in finals to get the shield. Oh and bridge was entertaining XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Cross Country. But because of the rain in the morning they shortened the route to "ensure the safety of students", then the eventual route was like. 2km. &gt;.&lt; So 'twas pretty boring, actually. Oh, and I lost to 2 St. Nicks' girls by like 10 seconds. Irritating. But they're the fastest, and I'm amongst the slowest, so really. No matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And considerate person that I am, I shall not post Liki's crosscountry thing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which I wasted money at the Indian food store next to Beauty World. Not that it was bad, it was fine, but way too spicy for my liking &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then crossed the road to grace IRC with my presence, much to the exaggerated horror and astonishment of my friendly peers. But didn't play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then back to school for String Orch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random: I have a strange nagging feeling that I recognize one of the SNGS girls, she was either my desk partner or the girl on my right during A Joint Affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomer: To my greatest surprise, my MSG is decently below 3.00. A major part of which tomorrow's Math test will make, but like over half the class is going to miss sabbaticals next term of the requirement is 3.00. And I didn't screw up English ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomest: Is not a word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-2312530748647521291?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/2312530748647521291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=2312530748647521291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2312530748647521291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2312530748647521291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/02/lessee.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-6975168778681477562</id><published>2008-02-16T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T00:08:34.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some hiccups within MPP already &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our "overpowered" team is now underpowered because everyone's so busy &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the CNY party@HCI yesterday. Performances, well wishes...There was some strange part where the xing4 yun4 da4 chou1 jiang3 got my group (wu3 fu2 lin2 men2) then some other person went down to get it. Unless Kah How and I were sitting at the wrong place. But no matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wushu was boring...Worse than their "main" CNY celebration one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home to host some of my father's colleagues for CNY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to visit Bynes in NUH; he fractured it during soccer. I kinda got the idea that he was feeling slightly depressed. I can sympathize &gt;.&lt; But I suppose he'll get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the selection round for some random Ossia Music School competition thingy o.O Finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I'm blogging about a weekend, which usually never happens, but not especially now when I have undone homework and tests to study for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think ARE's a faraway dream...Aiming for OSA (Outstanding Student Award) right now. Ironically haven't achieved the A for projects yet (erm, because I, like, got an A*), and MSG's yet another concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means I probably should start mugging o.O And thank God I didn't fail Math. Yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-6975168778681477562?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/6975168778681477562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=6975168778681477562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6975168778681477562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6975168778681477562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/02/some-hiccups-within-mpp-already-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-142138900323450502</id><published>2008-02-15T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:37:19.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com" style="display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; background: url('http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png') no-repeat; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: #009933; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;88 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://10-fast-fingers.com"&gt;free Touch typing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lucky numbers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And of course, I could simply change the encoding to be like 10000 words per minute, but I have more integrity than that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th Feb, Valentines' Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stoopeed fire drill happened when we were in the middle of our Chem practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dismissed from school at 2pm for performance at River Hongbao (think: pink). Practiced from 5 to 5.45 then break till 7.20, which was spent aimlessly wandering around River Hongbao and then going Libary@Esplanade and marvelling over the scores over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance was actually better than I had expected, because during practice we were screwing up like, bad. And we actually had audience O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before I forget. Pictures, taken randomly as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R7VrnE63KzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/SkPTK15-GUk/s1600-h/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R7VrnE63KzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/SkPTK15-GUk/s320/DSC00063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167154466557209394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;The location of a much more high-class performance than ours, held concurrently. Which might diminish our audience somewhat, but really. Who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R7VrnU63K0I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/MybMp0qvvX4/s1600-h/DSC00064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R7VrnU63K0I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/MybMp0qvvX4/s320/DSC00064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167154470852176706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Our school band, performing from 7 to 7.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R7Vrnk63K1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/ZsRVwi0Ea9s/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R7Vrnk63K1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/ZsRVwi0Ea9s/s320/DSC00068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167154475147144018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R7Vrn063K2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/TLTW11j5yCE/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R7Vrn063K2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/TLTW11j5yCE/s320/DSC00066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167154479442111330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;What else is there about River Hongbao other than this constantly-reused but nonethess nice model?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R7VroE63K3I/AAAAAAAAAKU/YihUx97wTks/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R7VroE63K3I/AAAAAAAAAKU/YihUx97wTks/s320/DSC00067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167154483737078642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Contrary to popular belief, I'm actually a Monkey; was born before Chinese New Year in 1993.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to CNY songs, I'll miss you when we get insanely difficult stuff like Tchaikovsky and Mozart &gt;&lt; But no matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mr. Chan released us early today because of the performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, a "yay" would sound totally childish and unbefitting (is that a word? Firefox puts a red line underneath it) of my usual mature, intellectual blogging style, but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last sentence shall be dedicated to Bynes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-142138900323450502?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/142138900323450502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=142138900323450502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/142138900323450502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/142138900323450502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/02/as-usual-random-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R7VrnE63KzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/SkPTK15-GUk/s72-c/DSC00063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-6415498509176385533</id><published>2008-02-11T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T05:41:05.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Erm. Stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm. CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished FFVII and Episodes 1-25 of Death Note over the CNY holidays, pretty decent spamming of watching I must say. Of course, been totally slacking over CNY holidays, which while originally intended to be a sort of "refresh/revamp/rest" kind of break, ended up becoming like a "slack/slack/slacktoomuch" kind of break. Currently worth over 120K Den in Audition, probably a testimony to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday went to Charles' house to play mahjong, being the only one punctual I stoned and played some star wars game till Bynes and then Siming arrived and we started playing at 11am. Lost, predictably, even though Charles amazingly lost more than me. Total net loss at exactly $2, Charles at $2.40, and Bynes remaining neutral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KLL and GL arrived sometime at 1+pm, I left at 3.30pm to go and bai nian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple of test scores or assignments back, suffice it to say that I'm apparently not doing so well. But the hilarious (sorry I have a sick sense of humour) one was today's IHC where I got like 9/10 for the test practice and top in class whereas the cause and effect diagram was like. Fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Meng, beloved orang utan of Singapore Zoological Garden, just passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not even pretend to be intellectual &gt;&lt; style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally managed to get a pen that work. Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above line denotes the end of the "my life story" and a transition into bitch-mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was reading the (compulsory) Straits Times today, and found &lt;a href="http://www.straitstimes.com/Life%2521/Life%2BPeople/Story/STIStory_205098.html"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt; article about Valentines Day. Now while I'm imagining that the minority of my blog readers will actually bother to click that link, I shall just put random statements to air my views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually got quite p*ssed off when I was reading the article, but then realised that it's not so much a problem of loopholes within the argument, just that the general thrust of the argument is not in line with the topic sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if you love someone, every day should be Valentines' Day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now while that statement taken at face value sounds logically flawless, it actually isn't. Now simply because a couple loves each other does not necessarily take away the value of Valentines' Day. Similarly, just because we feel national pride doesn't mean we shouldn't have a National Day, just because we all should constantly be in the jolly spirit of giving doesn't mean we shouldn't have Christmas, just because Muslims should always be faithful doesn't mean we shouldn't have the month of Ramadan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply put, yes, a couple can love each other, but can at the same time attribute special significance to that day. Because ultimately we are all human, our lives are all multi-faceted. These special days serve as reminders of the significant other in our life, and it is a time, just like when the Muslims "renew their faith", to renew our/their love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where I say that her topic sentence is slightly screwed. On the whole, the article is reasonable, because her opinion is that we shouldn't spend so much money on a this particular date. Perhaps part of why I can't really attack her piece is that I agree that candlelit dinners are not the best way to spend your money, but even so, if I do so because my partner wants this to be so, then is this not an indication of my dedication to my partner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the answer to the question right at the top ("Maybe I've become more cynical, but do expensive roses and candlelit dinners truly show your love for someone?") is "yes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I should stop using myself as an example. Now imagine all the "I's" were replaced with "B's" or something.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm saying this, but I don't really get the point of the entire article. I'm like. "okaay, so you'd rather spend Valentines' Day at home with someone who does the laundry for you, okay, like, so what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply saying that really doesn't say anything, especially not persuading me that "Feb 14 (should be) just another day to me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely separate topic, I just realized that what I've been calling "no-link" logical fallacy actually has a proper name. Non Sequitur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-6415498509176385533?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/6415498509176385533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=6415498509176385533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6415498509176385533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6415498509176385533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/02/erm.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-3057646033626457701</id><published>2008-02-05T23:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T23:47:33.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from CNY celebrations '08, 'twas frankly quite boring &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg and I were being retarded about the wushu performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6JK'05 gathering was pretty much...lukewarm. After much stoning around, went to JEC hawker centre for lunch where I met Cheng Aik, after a slightly less-than-decent lunch we continued stoning around. Finally we left, and KLL and I decided to go to the LAN centre for audi (his idea), and the others broke off. But what happens is that because KLL was in school uniform he couldn't play, and after I called Bynes Charles Chua they were all on their separate ways. KLL hypothesized that 'twas because the girls (ie Siming and Chua) were going shopping and he was like "why do our lives revolve around them" and I was like "They don't, because they shouldn't!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind. Nothing compared to christmas period, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then KLL came over to my house to play audition, and then he had to leave for reunion lunch/dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Siming and Nicolette are in SLC OT: Zibei-ness, gah &gt;&lt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I was expecting a long post for CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-3057646033626457701?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/3057646033626457701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=3057646033626457701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3057646033626457701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3057646033626457701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-from-cny-celebrations-08-twas.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-802848113160615224</id><published>2008-02-04T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T02:18:50.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MPP Presentation on Saturday was...pretty lukewarm. Presented, the questions were actually sort of predictable, nothing near the harsh, evil criticism they had warned us of. But I think if we want to do this and do it well we've got a lot more work on our hands. Some NYGH team is doing juvenile delinquency *grins and goes to SLC + Oral Presentation stuff*, the other HCI team is doing marital rape (hahaha great minds think alike o.O), other topics include ownership of rubbish, freedom of speech/media, and eh. Forgot what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which went for a strange trip downtown where Greg treated us to some Kenny Rogers. o.O 58 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the way there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Just to provide the background for this, 4 guys walking around "blur-ly" in search of any mall downtown is never, never going to get anywhere.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg, self-proclaimed downtown expert (at least relative to the rest of us), walks in a particular direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zi Cong *stops*: Whatever direction Greg is going is the wrong direction. *But is still clueless, and thus follows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 seconds pass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg: #@%$! It's that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As SLC has probably already taught me, if you're a guy and you're going with a group of guys downtown, prepare to follow unseen paths that take you in lines and curves that vaguely resemble my drawing when I was five. And if by some strange miracle you reach your goal, thank your lucky stars: because that's what it is; luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I have no idea why this long stretch about MPP and related incidences could take precedence over my mentioning that I fell sick. Again &gt;&lt;. Skipped PE, but didn't skip school at all. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of PE, when the other boys were doing the cross-country route (which apparently amounted to only 2.2 km o.O), Tyn Long simply walked off to Fishtank to buy a drink and thereafter stroll back. And he was caught &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyn Long's really, really strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a no-link note, 2L07's ironically proven itself to be quite bonded LOL. I had actually thought that with the significant disparity the class'd simply break apart and go their own ways, but I've been happily proven wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another no-link random point (which is essentially using point form but simply without the point form), Ms. Choh came in today to speak to us about life and living in general, and she called Mr. Mercer a "handsome young man"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, HCISO's performing at river hongbao on 14th Feb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ms. Ting about the pink shirts she ordered for all of us to wear: "You won't even realise you're being feminine!"&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is coming...! Thank God, really. I need a holiday of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After CNY, I'm surviving for 21st March. Good Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-802848113160615224?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/802848113160615224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=802848113160615224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/802848113160615224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/802848113160615224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/02/mpp-presentation-on-saturday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-1557450088578109793</id><published>2008-01-28T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T05:49:25.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes I haven't been blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random points:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;MPP briefing at NUS law faculty on Friday. Basic introduction to MPP, went for the I-forgot-A-or-B session which covered gender issues and right to speech/assembly. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still haven't decided on a topic, and the presentation is this Saturday.&lt;/span&gt; After which went for an extremely late lunch at Serene Centre's Macs at 5+&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Met Laurang today for the GEB debates OT thing. Settled some stuff, it might be slightly tough to pull it off because of the frankly limited manpower that we have right now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emcee for last Saturday's Singapore Math Projects' Festival; nothing much, frankly. Some issues with food and lack of ushers, but these issues will always crop up anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MPP Proposal....!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TJs lost to XMS. The team has something to say about that, but unfortunately, we still don't have that gold trophy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Chinese impromptu yan jiang thing (of which I was informed I was going for about 1 hour in advance) completely screwed up. Seriously. I have no idea why I was selected for it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I just failed my NAPFA.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I screwed up my English compre test today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to fail my Chinese test.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to fail my Math test.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have undone Chinese and IHC homework but I'm blogging. This, compared to slacking around when I'm actually free.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Commonwealth Essay is extremely, extremely strange; even to my own ears.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MPP proposal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talking to Liki now about MPP proposal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MPP proposal changed?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Grah &gt;&lt; My life is getting less and less interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not become a Liki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deserve more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm sorry, Liki.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-1557450088578109793?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/1557450088578109793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=1557450088578109793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1557450088578109793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1557450088578109793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/01/yes-i-havent-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-6045794205498279979</id><published>2008-01-16T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T04:12:59.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes I haven't been blogging &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multitude of things going on; none of them especially significant though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'm 15 now XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have the same birthday as Pok lol. But I'm still older =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to ICAS on Monday to create an I/C, which was a lot smoother than I had expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debate training was only significant for the present I received during lunch break (thanks Siming; and sorry guys haha &gt;&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know we debated the UN motion, though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Because I prepped with Kahhow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;String Orch has been fine, we have a new assistant conductor, who hasn't thus far conducted, so no comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYF '09 is screwed; and badly at that &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the Sec1s can save us =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was nominated for OB Sabah/Brunei by Ms Choh; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why on Earth can't we pay for OB with Edusave now. Do you want me to die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bade goodbye to Mr Jeffrey Lim, DM since an unknown bleak age where I was not on the face of this Earth. Now he's in charge of CIP, which feels kind of strange &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungKK as SC(Discipline) now; with Mr TanHY taking over as SC(EP3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very, very strict take on discipline now &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MPP has started, I can barely follow the lesson during Math, I want more more IHE (Lit), the retarded machine measured 5cm difference between Liki and myself, even we generally accept among ourselves that we're the same height, I miss going home for lunch, Nic Mercer just took over debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there we have it; random statements summing up a period of lull and inactivity (relatively, since I'm still missing the December hols and the 4 times I went out with the same people during Christmas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should just blog one paragraph next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-6045794205498279979?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/6045794205498279979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=6045794205498279979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6045794205498279979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6045794205498279979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/01/yes-i-havent-been-blogging-maybe-sec1s.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-8736931759198020391</id><published>2008-01-07T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:37:21.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG I still haven't posted about the first week of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. These first few days have consistently been late (or nearly there) for school &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day was a whole lot of boring presentations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least we got some Math done:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R4Im8wwGgEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/9uVF7IKfQ8Y/s1600-h/gg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R4Im8wwGgEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/9uVF7IKfQ8Y/s320/gg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152723748985929794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Day 1...Screwups included the Spiderweb breaking after the first class used it (That we actually have a Spiderweb is thanks to my foresight in buying the string despite HongYou saying he'd buy it and ended up forgetting &gt;.&lt;), classes finishing the entire suggested word list for charades, people confused left right centre, and ending slightly later than expected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well I supposed they enjoyed it, and that's all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the pizza that we ate doesn't really really count as a screwup.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2...Classes were extremely extremely AP. I'm like, "please take 1 hour to set 10 simple class goals *dies of exasperation*". I was like, on the edge of screaming at those kids.  I'm praying that for their own good they grow up, else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ends Sec1 iSpark Orientation section) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.  Somehow got chosen as Chairman despite my vehement protests. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons began...Teacher lineup this year quite wonderful, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual admin stuff, first 3.20 lesson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yes this was the day I walked over to NYGH during my 12 to 12.40 break, right...? (question directed at myself) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Above words in parenthesis to remind myself) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.  PE was o.O, at least they released us only 2 minutes late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Chem was amazingly cool:  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R4In6AwGgFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/QxzbwAfYApk/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R4In6AwGgFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/QxzbwAfYApk/s320/DSC00054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152724801252917330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;I hacked the answer to the riddle without actually doing the chemistry part...! ^^ English owns Chem ROFLMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This House Belives That my dragon is waaay more k4w4iI than Liki's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R4IoWQwGgGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/KeV5bCeE3Lk/s1600-h/DSC00055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R4IoWQwGgGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/KeV5bCeE3Lk/s320/DSC00055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152725286584221794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R4IoWgwGgHI/AAAAAAAAAJk/opg3N1oUbKo/s1600-h/DSC00056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R4IoWgwGgHI/AAAAAAAAAJk/opg3N1oUbKo/s320/DSC00056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152725290879189106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R4IoWgwGgII/AAAAAAAAAJs/kIF5n5da1Yk/s1600-h/DSC00057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R4IoWgwGgII/AAAAAAAAAJs/kIF5n5da1Yk/s320/DSC00057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152725290879189122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Who will all be killed by a random muscular guy holding a sword, ignoring the fact that his cape actually gets in his way and he has no face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a *slightly* more serious note, the Sec1/2 Intra-Club debates were amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer after debate was also quite stunning, in that I suddenly notice the drastic improvement in our soccer-playing skills o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met people at JL at 1+pm, then left in the middle of their LAN which came after lots of stoning and pseudo-mugging to go for Lightsabers and Spitfires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why. Did. No. One. Accompany. Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter; the concert was really good. Lots of guest players, Mr Chan's and others' solo parts. Oh and 2 different encore pieces. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then accompanied Greg home, during which there was the usual random chatter. Mostly about Greg and his unfinished History Essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a minor note. After getting off at what I assumed to be HwaChong but was actually NYGH+NJC I took the bus in the wrong direction for like. 15 minutes. Before actually realizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not as sad as Liki's though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatlogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-8736931759198020391?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/8736931759198020391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=8736931759198020391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/8736931759198020391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/8736931759198020391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/01/omg-i-still-havent-posted-about-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_08Ne38Np74c/R4Im8wwGgEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/9uVF7IKfQ8Y/s72-c/gg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-5584478786665976584</id><published>2008-01-01T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:37:25.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye 2007, and hello 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflections...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(who needs those anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 wasn't a bad year I suppose....Not that I've had many bad years (even though 2004 came dangerously close, the first half especially). 'Twas the year of Debate + String Orch = CCA commitments spam, 'twas the year where I joined iCMG + ExCo, the year of SLC, the year with so many chalets and camps, the year where I fractured my wrist, the year of making new friends, and deepening relationships with the old where the few of us just kept going out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 means more CCA commitment spam (what with all string orch people already contemplating my position on that first stand seat, however much I personally believe I don't deserve it), probably more leadership commitments (even though iCMG is dying, and I don't intend to become part of the CMC for class 3i1 anyway), interesting stuff like MPP and (maybe) HSSRP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if I'm ready for it...Right now I'm just like "I don't want my holidays to end please please don't make me go to school Mummy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hols...Proved to be one of the more interesting times of my life, what with 2 Malaysia trips, 3 chalets, 1 camp + concert, and a lot of outings with 6JK people XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the time where Zi Cong transformed into a no-lifer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R3owmAwGf7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/wj2FPlxkhBc/s320/facebook2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150482553446498226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Jetman, "the most addictive game on facebook", personal best more than 1K above 2nd position amongst friends, Benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R3owmQwGf8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/On_F9QcB7j0/s1600-h/facebook3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R3owmQwGf8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/On_F9QcB7j0/s320/facebook3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150482557741465538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;At least 40 levels above the 2nd position amongst friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all that, ultimately, pales in comparison to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R3ox5wwGf-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/xddai9wfQHM/s1600-h/2007_12_27_17.55.31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R3ox5wwGf-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/xddai9wfQHM/s320/2007_12_27_17.55.31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150483992260542434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R3ox6AwGf_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/MaQ3anIEFzw/s1600-h/2007_12_30_12.28.17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R3ox6AwGf_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/MaQ3anIEFzw/s320/2007_12_30_12.28.17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150483996555509746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R3ox6AwGgAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/9sq5gt3BI3g/s1600-h/audi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R3ox6AwGgAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/9sq5gt3BI3g/s320/audi1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150483996555509762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R3ox6AwGgBI/AAAAAAAAAI0/sdeHT3gJs0s/s1600-h/audi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R3ox6AwGgBI/AAAAAAAAAI0/sdeHT3gJs0s/s320/audi2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150483996555509778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually counting the amount of DEN required to make such beautiful numbers, hacking my position calculating DEN earned from each game to make such numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30th was spent in Square 2 Sakae Sushi from 7pm onwards, and even though I arrived at like 6.50 I didn't see anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apparently Raashidah was already inside. And Greg was late, but others were even later than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Choh brought her son...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R3ozTwwGgCI/AAAAAAAAAI8/eiauCv4WnwU/s1600-h/souffle+cast+party.php"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R3ozTwwGgCI/AAAAAAAAAI8/eiauCv4WnwU/s320/souffle+cast+party.php" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150485538448769058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;The previous group photo was where I stood up and blocked Greg, so he deleted it &gt;&lt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R3ozUQwGgDI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hG7B1q0A-Mc/s1600-h/souffle+cast+party2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R3ozUQwGgDI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hG7B1q0A-Mc/s320/souffle+cast+party2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150485547038703666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;After I left at around 9.45 I have no idea where they went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still can't believe that school starts in little over 9 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-5584478786665976584?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/5584478786665976584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=5584478786665976584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/5584478786665976584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/5584478786665976584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R3owmQwGf9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/9193BRw1KqU/s72-c/facebook4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-3254936854709763966</id><published>2007-12-24T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T20:29:42.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And obviously I'm lagging, but the majority of this post was written by 11.46 am, 25th December, and drafted while I waited for Bynes' and Chua's pictures for the days. And the stuff happened. And then I edited the draft. And again. And I still don't have pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the people who sms-ed me like, minutes after midnight &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; still had the ability to blog. Past midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which was why JY saw the 2 of them online at 1am. Though why go online at 1am, I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met at JEC at 2pm, Bynes was late &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Twas my first time in Kbox; and Zi Cong who didn't know that many Chinese songs anyway ended up holding the mike, like half the time.  Well I suppose I had no regrets about how I spent that few hours. At least, ultimately, for a session in Kbox, it wasn't a waste of money per se.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pricing. A bit shocking. And turnoff-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we camwhored (or rather, succumbed to the influences of the camwhores) for a couple of moments, then I went home on the same bus as Joongyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 4pm Charles randomly told me to go to Siming's house to play mahjong with him, her, Chua, and maybe Chua. And I was playing Facebook poker &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started out with like 40 chips (min BuyIn) then left with like 400+. Wonder if these people know they just got owned by a fourteen-year-old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to go only after dinner, because dinner (on Christmas night, for God's sake) should be spent with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then when I got there they were playing some random card game. Then I played it for a while while Siming's sister took a slightly long-ish bath and then played mahjong. Obviously I got owned, won one 1 tai out of 5 games and ended up the poorest. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get to see Chua &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed Charles to the bus stop just outside Siming's house, and because I was slightly distracted (read: portable hard drive) Charles fooled me to take 188 with him. In the wrong direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got off at IMM and then while crossing the bridge saw 188 leaving the opposite bus stop &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*glares at Charles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies! Reached JEC at 2pm, Charles got a haircut at QB house while waiting for Bynes, who was. Late. And National Treasure started at 2pm with the next show at 4.30 pm, so because of Bynes we went to watch I Am Legend instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles and I thought it looked like some random cool movie without any idea of the plotline. And then it turned out to be some horror-ish zombie/vampire movie. And then Charles and I were like "I don't want to watch this".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the movie ended at around 4.20, and Bynes and Charles were like high. And then we bought tickets for the 4.30 National Treasure show. And I was like "what're you people high on?" but I went along &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Treasure was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously, for 7 bucks, that movie was like totally worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we left the cinema at 6.30 we were like totally high. And then we were like "let's go another movie!" but then we were all broke. But for 14 bucks, I'd so so much rather watch such good movies than go ice skating (which costs, what? 15 bucks) or Kbox &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally some (relatively) more serious work after 4 days of fun &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school at 10am, stoned outside the being-renovated Space and started the iSpark Sec1 Orientation OT meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking it was highly screwed, being the first OT meeting, the event being from 2-4 Jan '08. And it very nearly was. And only 3 members of the OT (out of 11) were actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;present&lt;/span&gt; for the first 2 hours of the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud to say that my suggested icebreakers became referred to as the "tian shu" &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least we got the Amazing Race planned, and hopefully the OT members can know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really hope it doesn't screw up, despite so so much potential right now for it to do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-3254936854709763966?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/3254936854709763966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=3254936854709763966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3254936854709763966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3254936854709763966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-3005356831646961006</id><published>2007-12-21T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T04:06:31.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chatting with Liki yesterday was extremely interesting, but probably not suitable to put for public viewing. *Suddenly has a mental image of Ms Choh's "Things not to do in your expository essay" thingum, item forgot-what: Gerunds*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffice it to say that...NYGH is stunning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just back from 5-day Malaysia trip with family, which was fun XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never knew Malaysia could be that fun lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Road trip was enlightening. Seriously, Malaysia's rich. It can potentially overtake even China as the number 1 world economic superpower. Just take a look at their resources in their country, is mind-blowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Has mental image of humongous cubes of marble slabs cut out from a hill the size of Bt Timah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, it's not an exaggeration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy to get the picture I took of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erhms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So reached Singapore on Thursday. Didn't miss a lot actually, just one debate training; Spar with SNGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Club CSC yesterday to meet with KLL for little over an hour despite telling him I wasn't going to go out with HH Cheryl Stacy and God knows who else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-3005356831646961006?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/3005356831646961006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=3005356831646961006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3005356831646961006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3005356831646961006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/12/chatting-with-liki-yesterday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-1121577567411196126</id><published>2007-12-13T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:37:25.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell sick on Monday. Yucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance at Rasa Sentosa Resort on Tuesday, after prac for a while from 2pm. Slightly screwed up, quadruple pizzicato where it was supposed to be synchronized, but I guess no one listened anyway. Except ourselves. Carls' Burger was an utter waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which made me even sicker on Wednesday. Then went to see the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I mentioned to KLL about how lucrative &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;particular&lt;/span&gt; rooms are, ie club and couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To illustrate my point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I do weird things when I find my blogpost too short.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R2EE7s0tZRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/OfX27Hsj1dI/s1600-h/2007_12_13_12.3.26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R2EE7s0tZRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/OfX27Hsj1dI/s320/2007_12_13_12.3.26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143397673124848914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R2EE780tZSI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fxej2vr4P04/s1600-h/2007_12_12_18.27.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R2EE780tZSI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fxej2vr4P04/s320/2007_12_12_18.27.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143397677419816226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R2EE8c0tZUI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-ybE9xxQZpk/s1600-h/2007_12_12_11.31.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R2EE8c0tZUI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-ybE9xxQZpk/s320/2007_12_12_11.31.35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143397686009750850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;No contest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-1121577567411196126?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/1121577567411196126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=1121577567411196126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1121577567411196126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1121577567411196126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-hate-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R2EE7s0tZRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/OfX27Hsj1dI/s72-c/2007_12_13_12.3.26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-2107287288671683292</id><published>2007-12-07T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:37:26.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R1k1FPKyeUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/KcI7NznJkHc/s1600-h/DSC00608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R1k1FPKyeUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/KcI7NznJkHc/s320/DSC00608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141198813707532610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R1k1FvKyeVI/AAAAAAAAAHM/QGMRgW90Rew/s1600-h/DSC00609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R1k1FvKyeVI/AAAAAAAAAHM/QGMRgW90Rew/s320/DSC00609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141198822297467218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVSDMym1YI8/R1eirNmUwDI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VMqNE6wclRM/s1600-h/DSC00171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVSDMym1YI8/R1eirNmUwDI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VMqNE6wclRM/s1600-h/DSC00171.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVSDMym1YI8/R1eirNmUwCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/nGjrLwHydE4/s1600-h/DSC00169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zVSDMym1YI8/R1eirNmUwCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/nGjrLwHydE4/s1600-h/DSC00169.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Wednesday; ice skating:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;KLL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;YingJun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Siming&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Je Sern&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bynes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Matthew&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kai Tsi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LockBoon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chua&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bernice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anabelle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Today; HCISO practice. Let's just say it was disappointing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-2107287288671683292?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/2107287288671683292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=2107287288671683292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2107287288671683292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2107287288671683292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/12/wednesday-ice-skating-kll-yingjun.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_08Ne38Np74c/R1k1FPKyeUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/KcI7NznJkHc/s72-c/DSC00608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-853986850635866370</id><published>2007-12-03T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:37:26.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lessee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spar with St. Nicks' in the morning, everything else is classified. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And meanwhile, interesting pictures while I was&lt;br /&gt;leaving school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R1TOAfKyeQI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_d4ciYnouyw/s1600-R/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R1TOAfKyeQI/AAAAAAAAAGk/G8Xe9zoJLT0/s320/DSC00033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139959582498650370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R1TOBPKyeRI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kK1mVSBfvWs/s1600-R/DSC00034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R1TOBPKyeRI/AAAAAAAAAGs/958dltymCoM/s320/DSC00034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139959595383552274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R1TOBfKyeSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YGkfnjOGjiU/s1600-R/DSC00035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R1TOBfKyeSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Z1SxlrDKfZg/s320/DSC00035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139959599678519586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R1TOBfKyeTI/AAAAAAAAAG8/zYJEC9sVn1Q/s1600-R/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R1TOBfKyeTI/AAAAAAAAAG8/BQ9_4Nw3IMI/s320/Picture1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139959599678519602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VJC Invites..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team was late &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won Prop against PLMGS; Opp against Cat High in impromptu THBT journalists should be made to reveal their sources, and lost in split margin against ACS(I) for middle east motion in an admittedly hilarious debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school in the morning for debate, then left for class chalet. Stoned, played mahjong and won 2 out of 5, making me the richest XD. One 3 tai and another 2 tai. Which were admittedly not as fantastic as Charles', but who cares &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East Coast park for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left chalet at 9am for practice for gig later today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-853986850635866370?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/853986850635866370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=853986850635866370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/853986850635866370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/853986850635866370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/12/lessee.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_08Ne38Np74c/R1TOAfKyeQI/AAAAAAAAAGk/G8Xe9zoJLT0/s72-c/DSC00033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-1482747588974127898</id><published>2007-11-28T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T23:44:31.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Debate training on Tuesday which was...fine I suppose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Wednesday went out with Siming YingJun JeSern Charles Bynes KLL and KLL's brother Lock Boon to JEC to supposedly ice skate but it was closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, then after a heated and passionate verbal exchange of ideas we went bowling after DDR. I screwed up bowling, but who cares. First one to get a real strike *glares at Je Sern*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went LAN, but I didn't play. Why pay $2/hour for something that I can do at home for 3 hours straight with negligible cost (internet is unlimited, so no count. For more info go read Freakonomics XD) Then er YingJun, Siming and KLL went home, and I was like "one of the few times I spend my nights with you and you had to leave &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Subway with Bynes Je Sern and Charles, then left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh then today. Debate (3rd opp) against VJs team, where they screwed up and we made them realise that they screwed up. But I can't really rebut &gt;&lt; For today it was so much easier to simply pass all the rebuttals forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spar with St. Nick's tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to end there, but why on Earth must I end so...retardedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that that's a word, but.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-1482747588974127898?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/1482747588974127898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=1482747588974127898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1482747588974127898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1482747588974127898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/11/debate-training-on-tuesday-which-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-4483440018215023438</id><published>2007-11-25T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T23:31:26.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shall just post about 6JK chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went HCI for THIMUN performance, Holst and Mozart was screwed. Then went back, changed and took nearly the entire green line to Pasir Ris, met GL and others, reached chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swimming was boring since there were only the few of us; and I can't swim anymore. I bet I'm below even my P6 standard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mahjong till early in the morning; slept at around 4am first night/second day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BBQ was fine; putting out the fire was even more fun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bynes lost his wallet in his bag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Truth and Dare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sorry to Siming whom I waked with my cries during Mahjong&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plans to go ECP/WWW/Escape on the second day were screwed; went back to play Mahjong with Chua in the end &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;li&gt;A dip in the pool for five minutes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Werewolves!! And the only little girl who did "her" job as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Checkout was fine despite the lack of an 18-or-above person&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KLL is so despo for Audi he followed Yingjun and I to my house for my laptop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We intellectual people who do not play Audi ended up playing Bridge&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And. More Werewolves. And to all 4 GMs who gave me the same card after hacking it...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, to recap the people who were there, in true class spirit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;KLL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Matt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chua&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Siming&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yingjun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jessica&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chun Wee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marcus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wilbert&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yifan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bynes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Je Sern&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-4483440018215023438?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/4483440018215023438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=4483440018215023438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/4483440018215023438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/4483440018215023438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/11/shall-just-post-about-6jk-chalet.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-6335916656068791920</id><published>2007-11-20T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:37:28.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because Deborah hasn't finished uploading her photos, I have only generic ones until she comes back from Venice in December. Therefore, till then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0KtoAdNVXI/AAAAAAAAAGE/OrQJAWa8lck/s1600-h/IMG_0643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0KtoAdNVXI/AAAAAAAAAGE/OrQJAWa8lck/s320/IMG_0643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134857427984668018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0KtoQdNVYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Sfud2zvP-Yg/s1600-h/IMG_4711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0KtoQdNVYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Sfud2zvP-Yg/s320/IMG_4711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134857432279635330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0KtogdNVZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/kDY2oJQQoak/s1600-h/IMG_4722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0KtogdNVZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/kDY2oJQQoak/s320/IMG_4722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134857436574602642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;And also, my desk partners, appearing in order of appearance (which sound extremely stupid, not that I care)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(All pictures courtesy of Deborah and fellow camwhorers, not that I'm complaining)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0KtnwdNVWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/hQRftKxsSw4/s1600-h/IMG_0366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0KtnwdNVWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/hQRftKxsSw4/s320/IMG_0366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134857423689700706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Louis Chia, who ended up with Jared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0KtnQdNVVI/AAAAAAAAAF0/FHaasogDo2I/s1600-h/IMG_0295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0KtnQdNVVI/AAAAAAAAAF0/FHaasogDo2I/s320/IMG_0295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134857415099766098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Deborah Lin, my supposed to be desk partner but some very confusing things happened and she ended up with Samuel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't find a picture of Shina, my desk partner during the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con Spirito was fun, the concert was slightly screwed but I hope no one cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HCISO really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt; behave a lot better and improve more when the girls are around, I realized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year, 5-day camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to this launch of Business China with several VIPs and there was like class stratification. Three storeys, first story you could see them all dressed in black blazers and court shoes, second floor school teachers and media personnel, and third floor students. I didn't even get to see the guys on the stage &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0KxYwdNVaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JMESW9KCVQU/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0KxYwdNVaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JMESW9KCVQU/s320/DSC00031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134861564038174114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 invitation card was pretty cool, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly makes up for the fact that I wandered around NUS for half an hour before running to the University Cultural Centre in the rain because I forgot that 12.45 was the meeting time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-6335916656068791920?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/6335916656068791920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=6335916656068791920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6335916656068791920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6335916656068791920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/11/because-deborah-hasnt-finished.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_08Ne38Np74c/R0KtoAdNVXI/AAAAAAAAAGE/OrQJAWa8lck/s72-c/IMG_0643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-7083055217405209401</id><published>2007-11-19T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:37:31.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK, I have a lot of stuff to post about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What comes first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iRetreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.DAY ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 5+am, reached school at 6.15am, and stoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, a lot of stoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Melaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0F9zAdNVJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Na3nRWdVPMg/s1600-h/DSC00294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0F9zAdNVJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Na3nRWdVPMg/s320/DSC00294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134523365428384914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;The view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0F9zQdNVKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/J1q3bSdsf1I/s1600-h/DSC00295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0F9zQdNVKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/J1q3bSdsf1I/s320/DSC00295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134523369723352226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Ah, yes. The Number TWO most haunted spot in all Melaka, this wall where it is believed a nun and a soldier who were having an intimate affair were buried alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0F90gdNVLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/16t3n0cBaQE/s1600-h/DSC00298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0F90gdNVLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/16t3n0cBaQE/s320/DSC00298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134523391198188722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;A random photo taken in Equatorial Hotel, where we stayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went shopping, I got lost (or rather, I followed the wrong bus), and saw this interesting thing whilst walking back to the hotel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0GAjAdNVNI/AAAAAAAAAE0/CF85UJY6pa8/s1600-h/DSC00296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0GAjAdNVNI/AAAAAAAAAE0/CF85UJY6pa8/s320/DSC00296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134526389085361362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Read: (click to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Museum of Enduring Beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is like super cool, a double oxymoron right there in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0GAiwdNVMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/bERUUJGfaK8/s1600-h/DSC00297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0GAiwdNVMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/bERUUJGfaK8/s320/DSC00297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134526384790394050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;And I'm like, we're an event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a slightly more random note, there were 3 weddings in the 3 days we spent there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iCMG planning session!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate cake XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;planned stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then dinner, and playing cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a lot of cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which makes it day 2 already, but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.DAY TWO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some sightseeing, more shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0GDfgdNVPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Wbnl9e1HVU0/s1600-h/DSC00300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0GDfgdNVPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Wbnl9e1HVU0/s320/DSC00300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134529627490702578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;The temple with masts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0GDfgdNVQI/AAAAAAAAAFM/kcxeBRzztdE/s1600-h/DSC00301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0GDfgdNVQI/AAAAAAAAAFM/kcxeBRzztdE/s320/DSC00301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134529627490702594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;The Melaka river, where (I heard this so many times I can remember it easily) no less than 84 languages were spoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0GDgAdNVRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Hjar4SZYji8/s1600-h/DSC00302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0GDgAdNVRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Hjar4SZYji8/s320/DSC00302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134529636080637202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;London...Is over there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0GDgQdNVSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/138qqdsAgzk/s1600-h/DSC00303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0GDgQdNVSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/138qqdsAgzk/s320/DSC00303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134529640375604514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Our favourite walrus doing what he does best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0GDfQdNVOI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gTwgpFxH2Eg/s1600-h/DSC00299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0GDfQdNVOI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gTwgpFxH2Eg/s320/DSC00299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134529623195735266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;I was trying to find a toilet, and this sign in the shopping mall didn't help much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0GE6wdNVTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lfC90RlSZA0/s1600-h/DSC00304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0GE6wdNVTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lfC90RlSZA0/s320/DSC00304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134531195153765682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0GE7AdNVUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/7x_EZQcCBzs/s1600-h/DSC00306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/R0GE7AdNVUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/7x_EZQcCBzs/s320/DSC00306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134531199448732994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Last night shopping, where JiaHan and I got pwnt by the computer player at PlayStation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we reached the hotel, more card gaming, even more card gaming, then we left Melaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which marks the end of iRetreat post, and I've decided to post about HCISO-MGSSE tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-7083055217405209401?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/7083055217405209401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=7083055217405209401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/7083055217405209401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/7083055217405209401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/11/ok-i-have-lot-of-stuff-to-post-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_08Ne38Np74c/R0F9zAdNVJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Na3nRWdVPMg/s72-c/DSC00294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-2041872033269777328</id><published>2007-11-16T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T05:06:16.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>While I lag and post about debate chalet and MGSSE-HCISO camp cum concert some other time, I have no idea how this is supposed to be true:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" border="0" width="410"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 3px solid black;" src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/obituary-zicong-5-10-6.jpg" alt="QuizGalaxy!" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 8pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=114"&gt;'What will your obituary say?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-2041872033269777328?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/2041872033269777328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=2041872033269777328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2041872033269777328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2041872033269777328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/11/while-i-lag-and-post-about-debate.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-5211614294310755061</id><published>2007-11-04T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:37:31.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes. I am back to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh. Lessee what's been going on thus far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. Debate chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spamming playing cards, unbroken streak of 4 wins in bridge then 5 losses in a row. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead or Alive 4 spamming, combos, beating the shifu after 18 tries (which beat Mr Quek's target of 20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot a lot of random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept the earliest ^^ 'cos I wasn't feeling too well. 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flunked plan to go to Escape Theme Park, soccer with 2N, and got chased out of the tennis court while playing badminton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, more cards and more DoA4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward the expert combo-er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 3rd, 4th, and 5th top score in DoA4 XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speeches by Mr Quek and Chuanyi as a sort of a farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the barbecue; where we bid Mr Quek farewell. And after we finished eating Edward and Benjy were playing with the fire. Which reminds me; I have pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not try this at home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/Ry6Z4BVmJ9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/xhxzDuRNhC4/s1600-h/DSC00286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/Ry6Z4BVmJ9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/xhxzDuRNhC4/s320/DSC00286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129206213332314066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/Ry6Z4RVmJ-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/QANdYxYnFV4/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/Ry6Z4RVmJ-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/QANdYxYnFV4/s320/DSC00290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129206217627281378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;If you zoom this in really closely it looks like some kind of strange flame tornado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secret formula revealed: Satay stick wrapped in tissue paper. And the fire does the rest of the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we had charades after more soccer where we went to penalty after 3-all and I scored one but we lost to Max's team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, then charades. Which was quite fun; especially seeing Liki trying to act out "Qoo". I got "Mr Woodcock". And when Benjy was up giving anime I told Liki "How much do you want to bet that he's going to give Melancholy of Suzumiya Huruhi" and sure enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That part was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after a bath we went to watch movie. Die Hard 4.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway in between we said happy birthday to KahHow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die Hard 4.0 was really nice, even though there were plot discrepancies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;There was so much showing of the helicopter; even though why on Earth could a helicopter enter American airspace without it being shot down. It wasn't even an American airplane, and the evil genius hadn't took over the security system just yet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the evil genius was such a genius he could hack into the entire American system with just a laptop why on Earth did he even need to hire his army of geeks &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;li&gt;If he could destroy the electrical supply with his natural gas firepower why on Earth did he send that hot female agent in in the first place. When the same effect could be done with a touch of a button, and with less margin for error.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lastly, the American Army should just recruit that detective lar. Come on, this guy with a pistol just took down everything that the entire military couldn't do, and he didnt' seem to have broken bones. This is a guy who rolled out of a car that was going fast enough to fly up and hit a helicopter. But of course this last point is moot, it's this that adds to the fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Overall, a great movie though =) But some cynicism's good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I went to sleep XD. I think I was the earliest again, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 was nothing but packing up and leaving, even though there were some issues with missing stuff and not-really-missing stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that done, lessee what else interesting has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh. Nothing much actually, just that a group of people came to my house on Saturday after Bynes Charles KLL Guanlin me met in Jurong Point and wanted Matthew and Siming as well. Bridge, speed, Taiti, Audition, charades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chan is back, but he seems a little...angrier now. But I trust it's all for the good of the orch, these changes, yeah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-5211614294310755061?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/5211614294310755061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=5211614294310755061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/5211614294310755061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/5211614294310755061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/11/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/Ry6Z4BVmJ9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/xhxzDuRNhC4/s72-c/DSC00286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-3429035974484555400</id><published>2007-10-27T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:37:31.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm finally blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days were totally insane, so here we go. *skips HIC pracs on Monday and Tuesday*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: HIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached school at 7am, makeup. Yarn Kit and his lipstick. Stoned, then Sec1 performance, which was pretty meh. They laughed at all the wrong parts and couldn't stop, so our play went seriously overtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Sec2 performance, which included my super squeaky violin note. Then lunch, *Raashidah had to go back to NYGH to get her muslim food*, then stoned in the LT3 sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. Playing cards!! Genius bidded 4Diamonds and lost 3-0. Kennah sabo. But Bridge with Yin Hong Raashidah Chernyuan was super fun XP. Winning streak of 4, the lost the fifth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Card playing gets me high XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, then major stoning, Hanjing and PingHui went to bathe in SALT centre (which has amazingly cold water, trust me). Greg in the toilet above LT3. Jerome went home, WeiCher to AMC prize presentation (forty-eight dollars and two cents lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our best performance ever, you could feel the super high energy levels. No major screwups except Yarn Kit lagging in his line for a while, but his voice projection also improved majorly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lights and Sound crew came through in the end, despite a very demanding set of lights and sounds that we used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were super high after the performance too XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we won:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Set&lt;br /&gt;Best Costumes&lt;br /&gt;Best Actress (PingHui)&lt;br /&gt;Best Supporting Actress (Raashidah)&lt;br /&gt;Best Actor (Greg)&lt;br /&gt;Best Teacher-Director&lt;br /&gt;Best Script&lt;br /&gt;Most Entertaining Play&lt;br /&gt;Best Overall Play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which also equals all but Best Supporting Actor and Most Creative Play, and we were all so high after the prize presentation. I was majorly freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/RyQAWBVmJ8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/p6wZwfiR5BA/s1600-h/n700550725_599296_8929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/RyQAWBVmJ8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/p6wZwfiR5BA/s320/n700550725_599296_8929.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126222654170605506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, iSpark Nite. Which I don't really want to talk about, so let's just say Liki's iCouncil chairman, Yarn Kit got into ExCo, and Jasmine Tey and Ms Letchmi and ZLP and Mr Quek are leaving iSpark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about next year in the auditorium, main message that we're going to be the guinea pigs and take part in a whole lot of new stuff. MSG &gt; 1.5? Insane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then EOYA, ice skating. Which was fun, despite some people who are doing it for the first time and didn't bring gloves and long pants, which caused a slight abrasion on my right knee. But I was quite amazed my balance actually, it's a lot easier than rollerblading (and it's all relative, I know I still can't even go that fast on ice. But not bad for 2 hours on ice, I'm satisfied)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then back to school for results, IH was happily A2 which means I still can go to HP with a teacher's recommendation. Chinese was amazingly A1. Math was B4, which I kinda expected already, given my dismal scores this year, as was InfoComm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then HCISO's last session with Dr Koh, was half asleep throughout the whole thing, sorry everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit Seminar @ RGS. There was supposed to be a presentation, but apparently it was screwed up so I didn't have to present. Blessing in disguise, probably, given my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the talks we went Orchard XD. Food Republic, Yarn Kit got majorly ripped off, Borders, then Far East. Then back for the performance, which was like the worst run ever given the lighting system and the stage. The audience's laughter swallowed Chernyuan's cue of "okay" which I was sitting down there waiting for, then I decided to go out. Greg smartly whispered not-so-softly "Narrator!" when I was coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Choh said it wasn't that bad actually, but. Gah. Last time we're doing this performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Siming, KLL, JiaXing, Joel, Nicolette, Bynes there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RI cross-dressers. LOL. Seriously, the plays were rather good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-3429035974484555400?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/3429035974484555400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=3429035974484555400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3429035974484555400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3429035974484555400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/10/yes-im-finally-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_08Ne38Np74c/RyQAWBVmJ8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/p6wZwfiR5BA/s72-c/n700550725_599296_8929.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-1253554377368037675</id><published>2007-10-21T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T05:11:42.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uh, I'm fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall just go through stuff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIC rehearsal on Monday. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Regretted stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper checking on Tuesday. Last HCISO prac with Mr Chan for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday...Arrived at school; realized I didn't need to, and slacked around with Liki. Also, finished FruitBasket and Suzuka. Mood finally improved. &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know what to do for iSpark Nite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizzes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List out the top 5 presents you wish for-&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't like to think, heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who tagged you is - Jessica&lt;br /&gt;5 impressions of her-&lt;br /&gt;♥Nice&lt;br /&gt;♥Anu&lt;br /&gt;♥Hyper&lt;br /&gt;♥(I'm) blur&lt;br /&gt;♥d0tz, I never realized I had so little words for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable things she has done for you- Been part of 13th SLC!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable words she has said to you-No idea. Probably something about solo-ing team action paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she becomes your lover, you will-However unlikely that is, in the interest of humouring this quiz, I suppose I'll just ignore her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she becomes your lover, she will have to improve on-Uh, getting to know each other better? &gt;&lt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GRAH I'm sorry for being so uncooperative, but I'm too lazy to name names, just do it if you want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Who is no.7 having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Who is no.9 having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.If no.9 and no.10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.What about no.1 and no.5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.What is no.3 studying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.When was the last time you chatted with no.6?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Does no.4 work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Does no.8 have any cousin in his/her own school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Will you woo no.8?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.How about no.5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Does no. 2 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.How did u get to know no.3 and no.4?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Where does no. 1 live at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.How did you get to know no.2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Is no.5 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tagged you is: Charles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with charles: 6JK'05, friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of charles:&lt;br /&gt;a) Nice &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Yes I know my vocab sucks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Friendly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Case in point)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Loyal&lt;br /&gt;d) Apathetic &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I have no idea why this word came out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) Nice &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Since this word encapsulates so much, it deserves another entry. Also, my vocab sucks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing that he/she had done for you:&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along the lines of playing cards/mahjong/mugging together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable words that he/she had said to you:&lt;br /&gt;Uh, forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she will become your lover, you will:&lt;br /&gt;Freak out, then find a way to avoid him for my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she become your lover, things he/she will have to improve on will be:&lt;br /&gt;Become female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she becomes your enemy, you will:&lt;br /&gt;Be very upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she become your enemy, the reason being will be:&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is:&lt;br /&gt;Go out with him; sadly I couldn't do that today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is:&lt;br /&gt;I've been finding this question rather redundant, since I'll probably summarize the 5 impressions. But here you go, nice!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've done this quiz before, so the parts below have been omitted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tagged you is: KLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with KLL: 6JK '05, friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of charles/deborah:&lt;br /&gt;a) Nice&lt;br /&gt;b) Friendly&lt;br /&gt;c) Smart&lt;br /&gt;d) Cryptic&lt;br /&gt;e) Not very happy, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing that he/she had done for you:&lt;br /&gt;Gone out with me. Which would sound slightly scandalous if he were a she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable words that he/she had said to you:&lt;br /&gt;"I hate you!" Which, again, would sound very different taken out of context. Luckily, he didn't mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she will become your lover, you will:&lt;br /&gt;Slap him *ZiCong suddenly has a mental image of Asahina Suzuka*, then avoid him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she become your lover, things he/she will have to improve on will be:&lt;br /&gt;Become female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she become your enemy, you will:&lt;br /&gt;Be very upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she become your enemy, the reason being will be:&lt;br /&gt;I was too insensitive. Which I suppose can be applied to everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is:&lt;br /&gt;Go out with him, which I couldn't do today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is:&lt;br /&gt;See my comments above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-1253554377368037675?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/1253554377368037675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=1253554377368037675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1253554377368037675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1253554377368037675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/10/uh-im-fine-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-6041934288791626311</id><published>2007-10-16T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T05:32:30.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;良言一句三冬暖，恶语伤人六月寒&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-6041934288791626311?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/6041934288791626311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=6041934288791626311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6041934288791626311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6041934288791626311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/10/emo.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-9028060084819838918</id><published>2007-10-12T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T20:20:45.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And...Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All exams are over, and I don't want to talk about them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current obsessions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suzuka (still). The 2 episodes didn't actually help that much in soothing this obsession. Suzuka now likes Yamato, but Yamato is still involved with Honoka. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruit Basket. Yes I know I should not watch to animes at once, but I started it when I couldn't get Suzuka, and I like it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er. Audi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook addiction is wearing off, but the above are enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And HiC rehearsals were supposed to be today; I told Hubert (OS/HiC) to book the Drama Centre for us on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Orchart MRT at 2.15, met Charles and Bynes. Then stoned at Kino until the arrival of KLL, HuanHock, Deborah and Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovered that I'll probably meet Deborah later this year, she's MGS stringer, violin 2, 3rd stand. If I get her as a stand partner I'll probably die of zibei-ness, she's taking Grade 8 next year despite same age as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, I should go practice my orch songs soon. I haven't been practicing them often; hope Simple Symphony is really simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Cheryl is cousin of Jarret; classmate of KLL and debator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after a lot of awkward silences in which I probably talked like more than all of them combined together we went to the open closed space in CityLink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murderer, Bridge, Speed; then Deborah left to watch Double Stops and after a while I left too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not before photo-taking, which was interesting to say in the least. Who does normal pictures nowadays? Human pyramid FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to end off this post with something decent to end off with instead of doing it so awkwardly, but I'm watching Fruit Basket and I'm too tired to think, so bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-9028060084819838918?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/9028060084819838918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=9028060084819838918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/9028060084819838918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/9028060084819838918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/10/and.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-2622469661833319330</id><published>2007-10-10T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:37:32.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now a level 72 Pirate, Captain on CS and nearly 4K acres in WarBook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you get to level 70 in Pirates you get to use your dynamites and monkeys and leave a dynamite-monkey trap for your friends where they can't get to the islands without you stealing their booty and a monkey bringing it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it for Muk and Benjamin already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tempted to do it to Liki too, but he's holding on to my external hard drive with Suzuka in it, and I don't want to piss him off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also he's less than 3 times my size on WarBook and he just might send 50K soldiers down my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God my posts are all so unnervingly shallow recently, but my mood's going to improve on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what I found randomly on the internet: (Click to enlarge, if you understand music it's worth it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/RwzUrWhYs6I/AAAAAAAAADs/0KRFCXw3TOk/s1600-h/crazymusicscores.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/RwzUrWhYs6I/AAAAAAAAADs/0KRFCXw3TOk/s320/crazymusicscores.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119700717658485666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/RwzUrWhYs7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/-Zho25Yesfs/s1600-h/insane..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/RwzUrWhYs7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/-Zho25Yesfs/s320/insane..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119700717658485682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;I think it's theoretically possible to play, just that it looks too much like children's scribblings to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you are a 2nd violinist, do not use a 1st violin. Please use the 2nd violin you were issued." WTF ROFLMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; getting very shallow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-2622469661833319330?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/2622469661833319330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=2622469661833319330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2622469661833319330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2622469661833319330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/10/2-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/RwzUrWhYs6I/AAAAAAAAADs/0KRFCXw3TOk/s72-c/crazymusicscores.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-2024471915693790709</id><published>2007-10-09T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T05:35:36.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EOYs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm posting on the day before the wonderful Math exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 essays today; I felt as though I screwed up the Feature Article and the War Poetry part in Lit later, but it's not that bad I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was totally stoopeed, the cloze passage really came from shao nian wen zhai year 2007. And History wasn't bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muk keeps chanting "Suzuka" behind me. No matter, focusing is easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-2024471915693790709?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/2024471915693790709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=2024471915693790709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2024471915693790709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2024471915693790709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/10/eoys.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-7896001018400092195</id><published>2007-10-07T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T05:36:34.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm insane. Or high. Or both. Observe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;AAUUGHHHH&lt;br /&gt;нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WATCHED SUZUKA TILL EPISODE FIFTEEN&lt;br /&gt;нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU LIKI&lt;br /&gt;нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;AND MUK&lt;br /&gt;нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;AND ALL WHO CONSPIRED AGAINST ME&lt;br /&gt;нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT EPISODE FIFTEEN IS.&lt;br /&gt;нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;BEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLFFLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;нçîŠð - ΣΪ €θЙĜ says:&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know I absolutely shouldn't be watching anime (or blogging, for that matter) on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;day before EOYs&lt;/span&gt; but Suzuka is just so addictive and wonderful Liki just left me hanging with episode fifteen. Bellflower. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to know what Suzuka-chan's response was!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-7896001018400092195?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/7896001018400092195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=7896001018400092195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/7896001018400092195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/7896001018400092195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-insane.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-1563460721899931794</id><published>2007-10-05T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T06:31:37.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very pissed at my lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While taking it, the lift got stuck at my floor and the door couldn't open, so its alarm went off and I was inside and the alarm rang for like 15 minutes with me inside it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happened a few times before, but usually the lift gets itself out of these situations. This is the only time that I got so pissed I pushed the door close so that I could get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 minutes of stoning and pressing the stupid bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Switch topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of school today...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye teachers, it's been a wonderful year. 2L isn't the most fantastic class around, but we rock. And Chinese today was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyn Long totally owns. And ZLP returned us our essays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History was cool, I made IH exempted people do saikang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography was also cool, I crapped out an answer without even thinking and Mr Lau was like "that was an excellent answer" and I was like o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, and we finally got to play soccer, lost 1-0 but hey. We were outnumbered 12 to 8, and guess what, I was playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last IH study session at Greg's house today, pizza, missing shoes which made me have to call him. In his carpark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are next week...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but the week before the exams, I've successfully managed to get slightly addicted to a few stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook. Pirates level 24, Warbook hero lvl 3, CS Private 1st class but holding a pistol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop going on facebook. But that's what I'm doing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next, anime. Eh-Ni-Meh. Suzuka is so cool. After watching the first 2 episodes I want to watch them all, but I can't. Exams are nearing. Must focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One. More. Week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-1563460721899931794?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/1563460721899931794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=1563460721899931794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1563460721899931794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1563460721899931794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/10/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-5900931681344668268</id><published>2007-10-02T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:37:32.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's assembly topic: Blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which was (sorry Greg, I know you were trying really hard and you were one of the better chairmen this year) sadly, boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessee. Have I ever flamed anyone? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZLP, probably. But I never do anything but state facts. The slant of the facts are probably biased (to a certain extent), but they are facts. (And I'm probably going to do it later in this post too) Joseph...Probably, sometime last year. Same thing though, nothing but facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I shall try to be more positive when blogging in future =) I think today's discussion had a potentially good topic, except maybe other HCI people don't blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm mugging session at Greg's house yesterday and today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/RwI0iWhYs4I/AAAAAAAAADc/ZyXcOts06jY/s1600-h/BUNNY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/RwI0iWhYs4I/AAAAAAAAADc/ZyXcOts06jY/s320/BUNNY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116709891412112258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;The bunny XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/RwI0jWhYs5I/AAAAAAAAADk/iK0PAMlNaAY/s1600-h/DSC00275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/RwI0jWhYs5I/AAAAAAAAADk/iK0PAMlNaAY/s320/DSC00275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116709908591981458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;"Roughing it out on the floor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and Chinese lessons recently...Liki was telling ZLP that we haven't done any chang wen suo duan-s this year since Mdm Shieh left us, while ZLP was insisting that she did. Apparently I remebered (vaguely) one practice given to us on the day of OM finals because I remember leaving early, but that still leaves half a year unaccounted for. The next day Greg the obsessive filer (not that there's anything wrong with that) found out that there were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; such practices that she gave us, one was the one I remembered and another was unmarked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're bring the complaints against her to a whole new level. I wonder if that's the best course of action. I signed the petition (and helped write some of it), because I feel that they're true, and we should try to aid the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this near to exams, the class needs no such distractions. And selfish though I may seem, caring merely for the immediate rather than planning for future classes, all of us (save YH) have to take Chinese EOYs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, it is the truth that she is improving recently, and most of the complaints against her are times already past. I feel that it's nearly impossible for her to rescue her current situation. Which sort of makes me pity her somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, like during PTG, she seems like a decent person. And I know that 2L's not exactly the easiest class to deal with at the best of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today's "term 4 test" makes me nearly able to justify everything. I have pictures, but I'm not going to post them. Suffice it to say that I was...amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I'll get into trouble for this. I have a feeling that *higher authorities* read my blog, not that it's difficult to get here if anyone wanted; it's the same URL that I've been using since Mr Quek wanted all of us to blog for ACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, and I don't want to have to decide. All I want is to get through the next few days (and then EOYs) without any trouble, so that all of us can mug for EOYs and finally relax. Then I'll think about all these stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I have to decide, it'll be let's do it. Go ahead and face the consequences, for there definitely will be. For right at this moment I'm convinced that our arguments are valid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that talk about ZLP just lost me my happy, bubbly mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is what we ask of teachers too much? If it is, it is simply because it has always been.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-5900931681344668268?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/5900931681344668268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=5900931681344668268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/5900931681344668268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/5900931681344668268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/10/todays-assembly-topic-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_08Ne38Np74c/RwI0iWhYs4I/AAAAAAAAADc/ZyXcOts06jY/s72-c/BUNNY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-1518655977484478625</id><published>2007-09-28T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T20:22:55.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tuesdays with Morrie is a good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZLP has returned us *a few of* our essays, (2 of them, we calculate she probably owes us another 5-ish, but hey. We've all gotta start somewhere. Pity she has to start less than 14 days before EOYs, though.) but Liki's still angry that he got a 35, or a mere 50% despite writing for 3+ pages. And that he's never gotten below 50/70 for essays marked by other teachers, ie during exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE (soccer) yesterday was totally...-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I didn't know that you couldn't touch the ball with your hands! Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and guess what? We have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;referee!!&lt;/span&gt; How mind-blowing! And, waitforit waitforit...We have to actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;listen&lt;/span&gt; to what he says! Damn, the things I didn't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep so the PE teacher spent the entire lesson giving us theory, and when there was 5 minutes left he rubbished for another 3 minutes then let us off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the only exercise I got was walking from the track to the classroom -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guitar is fun. I can play happy birthday to you at concert speed =) And it's not easy I tell you. It's not the melody, it's simply a spammage of chords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Then yesterday 7 of us (Yin Hong XYZ OSS Greg Jerome Bill myself) went to Greg's house to study IH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I basically studied more than I have for the entire put together in that 4-ish hours, which, while isn't saying much, is a great achievement, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1380/1452494475_59915f2790_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1380/1452494475_59915f2790_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;I actually managed to finish causes of WWI plus nearly all of weather studies, yeah. Dinner pizza, then went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't strange to get lost in Greg's house o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to post up some things on Greg's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bunny is cute XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-1518655977484478625?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/1518655977484478625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=1518655977484478625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1518655977484478625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1518655977484478625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/09/tuesdays-with-morrie-is-good-book.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://farm2.static.flickr.com/1380/1452494475_59915f2790_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-3832681087889846277</id><published>2007-09-26T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T03:47:44.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel *kinda* depressed right now; because I didn't get any exemptions. I was actually hoping for English Lit and Lang, so that I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do not have to study Lord of the Flies again&lt;/span&gt;. But right now, after a very depressing 19/25 essay which lost to Liki's substandard essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then Ms Choh raised the exemption criteria to 85% excluding ACE, which I suppose justifies my lack of exemption; since my A really isn't "strong" enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see Chinese period tomorrow; should be exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem today got off to a bad start. Chem's fun actually; it's cool how much we can expound from a can of soft drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iSpark Nite Auditions today, Drunken Prawns. Didn't do too badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whacking around in class today with special guest Chan Yarn Kit. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KLL, CHS is Catholic High, not my school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog seems rather superficial now; even to me. I should have waited to tomorrow; but hey. Compulsive blogging's no crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhongquijie yesterday, this morning saw the effects of last night upon the playground downstairs of my house. Seriously, the burnt sparklers, the sparkler boxes, the spent matches... Some people have no gong de xin at all. What's worse, there's a dustbin like 1 metre away from the playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like that Singapore really can clean and green liao lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-3832681087889846277?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/3832681087889846277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=3832681087889846277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3832681087889846277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3832681087889846277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-feel-kinda-depressed-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-1494965940588871702</id><published>2007-09-24T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T03:32:00.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging so often, with such an abnormally short blogging hiatus, (yes yes I know that's redundant) should &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; a result of seeing some supremely overactive blogs, OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short touch upon today's Chinese lesson; again we still don't have our essays, ZLP spent nearly one whole period walking around, and there was no lesson plan other than the term test. Which is actually nothing out of the ordinary, except why on earth did she take out the suo duan chang wen. And B passage is totally propaganda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I move on to other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, even Liki's slightly pissed at me because I went offline yesterday before we could discuss iSpark Nite. I think I solved it today, but still. Why. Why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HERE'S TO  HOPING MY RELATIONSHIPS DON'T SCREW UP ANY MORE THAN THEY ALREADY HAVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY THAT ONE. AND THAT ONE. AND ALL OF THE OTHER ONES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY, WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS. AT LEAST TELL ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, to other more frivolous stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;*BTW, KLL, Siyi tagged you too*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. (the person who tagged you is)&lt;/strong&gt; - Xiong Siyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. (your relationship with him/her is)&lt;/strong&gt; - 6JK'05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. (5 impressions you have of him/her)&lt;/strong&gt; - Eh; no idea. Cheena. RGS. *blank, blank, blank*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. (the most memorable thing he/she has done for you)&lt;/strong&gt; - Let's just put N/A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. (the most memorable words he/she has said to you)&lt;/strong&gt; - In strange undecipherable hieroglyphics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. (if he/she becomes your lover, you will)&lt;/strong&gt; - Bury my head in the sand, and ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. (if he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be)&lt;/strong&gt; - It won't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. (if he/she becomes your enemy, you will)&lt;/strong&gt; -Quite upset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. (if he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be)&lt;/strong&gt; - I don't make enemies that easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. (the most desirable thing you want to do for him/her now is)&lt;/strong&gt; - Eh, no idea how this fits in, since it's all for me, but study the entire year's ci hui in one month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. (your overall impression of him/her is)&lt;/strong&gt; -*look above*&lt;/p&gt;Next up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 WEIRD FACTS ABOUT YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;#1. I actually think life isn't bad; with a few exeptions&lt;br /&gt;#2. Eh, I sleep by 10 every night despite having 2 EP3s.&lt;br /&gt;#3. I suck in Math so bad.&lt;br /&gt;#4. I've developed niao-ing to a high art&lt;br /&gt;#5. I tend to ignore things which I don't understand. Not usually the best course of action&lt;br /&gt;#6. HWACHONG FTW. Oops random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NAMES THAT PEOPLE CALL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;#1. ZiCong&lt;br /&gt;#2. Chairman Mao/MaoZeDong/Mao Zhu Xi&lt;br /&gt;#3. Zekong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#4: Mok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE MOST IMPORTANT DATES IN YOUR LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;#1. 11 Jan&lt;br /&gt;#2. 27 Feb?&lt;br /&gt;#3. No idea, each day should be special in its own way. Wait I can put 11 March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU'VE DONE IN THE PAST 33 MINS.&lt;br /&gt;#1. Read a good book&lt;br /&gt;#2. Listened to Lene Martin - Unforgivable Sinner&lt;br /&gt;#3. Eh, received a phone call from Bill?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS TO BE HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;#1. Optimism FTW!&lt;br /&gt;#2. When the cup is half full, fill it up.&lt;br /&gt;#3. Love all around you (haha sounds more cheem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PEOPLE YOU MISS IN YOUR PAST.&lt;br /&gt;#1.&lt;br /&gt;#2.&lt;br /&gt;#3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not even going to bother putting up anonymous, since that's what everyone seems to be doing. Suffice it to say that there are a few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE GIFTS YOU WOULD LIKE TO RECEIVE.&lt;br /&gt;#1.&lt;br /&gt;#2.&lt;br /&gt;#3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cliched but true, it's the thought that counts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE HOBBIES.&lt;br /&gt;#1. Sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;#2. Feeling Zen: the art of being in the moment&lt;br /&gt;#3. Doing as appropriate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANNA GO FOR HOLIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;#1. Muar, Malaysia XD&lt;br /&gt;#2. Melbourne, but then that one no hope liao.&lt;br /&gt;#3. Nevernever land: A place that we can be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE CARTOON CHARACTERS.&lt;br /&gt;*these are completely random, I don't do cartoons*&lt;br /&gt;#1. Weedle&lt;br /&gt;#2. Barney&lt;br /&gt;#3. Batman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE FAVOURITE DRINKS.&lt;br /&gt;#1. Pure water&lt;br /&gt;#2. Chrysanthemum tea&lt;br /&gt;#3. No idea; milo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS FOUND IN YOUR BAG.&lt;br /&gt;#1. A file.&lt;br /&gt;#2. Erm, tissue paper?&lt;br /&gt;#3. And like, maybe, a pencil case? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE FAVOURITE COLOURS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*looks at Siming's answers and thinks of my blogskin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. white&lt;br /&gt;#2. blue&lt;br /&gt;#3. green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE EVENTS YOU'RE LOOKING FORWARD TO.&lt;br /&gt;#1. The end of EOYs&lt;br /&gt;#2. My 3 (?) chalets&lt;br /&gt;#3. Finally improving in all the things I suck at. Namely, violin, debate, Math, physical strength, Audi; amongst others&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-1494965940588871702?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/1494965940588871702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=1494965940588871702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1494965940588871702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/1494965940588871702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/09/blogging-so-often-with-such-abnormally.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-3214703522407937598</id><published>2007-09-22T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T23:29:14.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A 20-minute essay on the topic "Face". Not sure whether the themes come out strongly enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't write inspirational essays =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you go, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Danny&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was the English exam today. Not sure how badly I did, but Mom’s happy as long as she knows I did my best. School as a whole was rather boring as we all of us were cramming last-minute for the exams. It’s Chinese tomorrow, gotta study hard. If only I could go watch a movie like Josh. I bet his parents don’t give him any pressure at all; he went for a movie even though he has exams tomorrow. But he doesn’t care anyway, he’s been topping the class for the past two terms across all subjects. I heard he’s the son of some rich guy or something; so much so that he treated two of his good friends to the movies. People all try to get close to him. If only I could be like him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Joshua&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was the English exam today. I hope I score full marks for it, so that I can please Dad for once. I know I should have crammed some Chinese revision materials for the exam tomorrow so that I can top the class which Mom demands of me, but I just don’t care any more. My teachers keep telling me that I should find "passion" and "enthusiasm" in whatever I do, but I just don’t like school any more. I watched a movie today, and I can’t even remember the title any more. All I know was that I managed to escape yet another screaming session house. Sometimes I don’t like such a big house, all the yelling and screaming reverberates throughout the house, so much so that even when I lock the door I still can hear the voices; feel the floor vibrate. Maybe I should take some of the pills that Jie does. She says that with them you can escape this world, and be in your own little happy place.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I heard that my classmates envy me for having being so likeable. But if only I could be more normal...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-3214703522407937598?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/3214703522407937598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=3214703522407937598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3214703522407937598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/3214703522407937598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/09/20-minute-essay-on-topic-face.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-7802661022453857904</id><published>2007-09-22T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T19:52:25.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>140th post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel that guilty for posting, despite the fact that Kahhow stopped blogging so long ago for EOYs. Hey Kahhow, karoshi! XD That's because I went to Charles' house yesterday and actually finished my Math paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, Bynes arrived before Siming and KLL o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized I can't do suo duan chang wen anymore; far too out of practice. Was it 7 months since?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after reaching home I managed to do a Perfect (x2) on Audi at 105bpm. Which isn't actually fantastic, but for a person who's playing it on his 3rd day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging around people like Charles and Siming helps XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People all around me have been doing reflections on their blog; recently (ie yesterday and today) I read a total of 3 such reflections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see something more or less negative directed towards a certain person on another's blog/MSN nick, I fear. That it's me. Perhaps it's a misplaced fear (I have been proved wrong before), but I basically can't stand any more of my relationships deteriorating any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such as the one-day spat with Gregory and the 5-minute temper explosion with OSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships are important to me; as I would expect them be of anyone else. It might just be easier for life to have everyone have the same attitude as Liki (Heehee shall I post up your Quotes of the Day, Liki? Poor widdle sleepy poohbear. Ahahaha that just reminded me of Lucas), but would life be as meaningful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others change mood from one sentence to another, I can change mood within the very same sentence. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to where I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Because I'm not a large fan of anonymous directing of messages, it's your blog, Siming.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall probably do reflections another day. Suffice it to say now that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;2L: The supremely notorious class in the entire cohort, sometimes you can feel the camaraderie flowing beneath it all. And a full of amazing, wide-reaching talents, no less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HCISO: A place where, I hope, we will all come to love to be. SYF '09: Gold with Honours is a duty we have to our seniors.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HCIdeb8: A tightly knit group of 17 people. I know my attendance there sucks so bad, but I love the time spent there, even though my debating skills suck. Perhaps it's the soccer, perhaps it's the small group of people, perhaps it's the journey out of the Dark Ages, perhaps it's our nice coach; whatever it is, the bond is there. Only challenge now it to retain this bond when we expand.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The group of 5: I don't know when I joined your ranks, but it's been fun. Mugging FTW!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Eh. I shall change my blogskin. The font is uncomfortable. But then again, considering how lazy I am, if it's not done by EOYs, forget it till next year. Which means, effectively, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-7802661022453857904?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/7802661022453857904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=7802661022453857904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/7802661022453857904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/7802661022453857904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/09/140th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-2759924505952366626</id><published>2007-09-21T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:37:33.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 9 the day before XiongChen called me and asked me to bring my SYF attire and violin for the COLOURS gig, then at 10.30 he called my parents to cancel it. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessing in disguise, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAF@NHPS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went home for lunch/bathing then went to Westmall. Met Charles+Bynes, then KLL arrived and they had to go ACS(I). Couldn't find green tea mooncake/candles. Sparklers at Shop&amp;amp;Save. Guess what we saw at Westmall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/RvSY1mhYs2I/AAAAAAAAADM/X1ynTAPpQZM/s1600-h/DSC00261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/RvSY1mhYs2I/AAAAAAAAADM/X1ynTAPpQZM/s320/DSC00261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112879523613422434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Since I'm a nice person and I I don't think you can read it without enlarging it and I'm a firm believer in efficiency, I shall type out what the message read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear value customers &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Hello, grammatical error?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RE: PRICE INCREASE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you are aware, the price increase in raw material has continued to escalate in recent months resulting in an increase in production cost. Unfortunately, we can no longer absorb the increases and we need to adjust our Apple Strudel pricing. With effect from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November 2007&lt;/span&gt;, all our prices of our products will be increase &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Another grammatical error, but wait. The best is yet to come]&lt;/span&gt; by X% &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[This is the hilarious part. Huh? X% and X=??]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then to IMM, stoning at Giant for a while for candles. Daiso. Still no green tea mooncake, apparently Giant had one but minus snow skin, so. Somewhere while waiting Siming arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then bus to Clementi, bought the mooncakes. Waited for the arrival of others, ie. Chua, Guanlin, Bynes, Charles, Yifan, Yezhou. Somewhere in there I noticed Bynes' mother and sister. Dinner and walking to NHPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing Mdm Teo I went to do Chinese Calligraphy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/RvSY12hYs3I/AAAAAAAAADU/q1CRFIP82OM/s1600-h/DSC00263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/RvSY12hYs3I/AAAAAAAAADU/q1CRFIP82OM/s320/DSC00263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112879527908389746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sweating when I did it, so it doesn't look that fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to the chicken coop to play murderer for a while, then sparklers and eating mooncakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might seem like an idiot, but would it not be easier not to know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some confusing messages about relationships between ex-classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do, but is inaction the best course of action?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was fun anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-2759924505952366626?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/2759924505952366626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=2759924505952366626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2759924505952366626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/2759924505952366626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/09/yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_08Ne38Np74c/RvSY1mhYs2I/AAAAAAAAADM/X1ynTAPpQZM/s72-c/DSC00261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-753819809484794194</id><published>2007-09-20T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T05:02:44.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just back from Island Creamery where Mr Chua treated Liki OSS myself to anything and everything that we wanted. Nice me didn't get a tub; rather 2 scoops! Heehee. Unlike Liki and OSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that we went to Adam Food Centre, ate some wonton noodles at ripoff prices. Ms Choh recommended the Nasi Lemak, but I wasn't feeling like it today =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing frozen bubbles in com lab 5 after IS lesson =). Oh yeah Liki didn't we plan to do PHP o.O?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've developed niao-ing to a high art XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway; yesterday went to KAP at 3 (I actually sms-ed Siming that I was leaving school at 2.30, but that was when I was in the canteen, lunch already finished but stoning around. Of course, the nice me told her not to wait for me -- not that it was necessary, apparently -- so that I could stone around and look at the exhibits in Kong Chian library till deciding to leave at 3).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Bynes Charles KLL and did work. I sms-ed the @Life thing but couldn't see my message o.O. Erm guys next time bring some Eng Lit/Lang or Humans stuff so that we can exchange homework =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to Charles' house to play cards/have dinner, then home. 77 rocks XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessee, fun lessons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, Zhang has entertained the class. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's see Chinese lesson tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lit essay sucks so bad, if I'm not exempted I'll cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-753819809484794194?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/753819809484794194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=753819809484794194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/753819809484794194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/753819809484794194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-back-from-island-creamery-where-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-6404578884188727815</id><published>2007-09-18T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T04:18:48.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to &lt;a href="http://phobialist.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; website and discovered quite a few interesting phobias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went there after reading Matthew's blog and wondered if there actually was a phobia for fear of the opposite sex. (There is; heterophobia, also known as sexophobia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how it'd feel like to have this phobia. Laughing at them would be mean, but some just have that "lol" element.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before copy pasting screws up my font, let's talk about recent things. iSpark Nite Auditions, MOV (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not &lt;/span&gt;Merchant of Venice) was declared R/A by the judges, after that I moved flowerpots with Liki OSS Kahhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to go for HSSRP, which can be used as HRP and MPP. CAP is out because it clashes with SLC. I don't have time for OM. (I see where the the idea that HwaChong boys are obsessed with acronyms come from). OMG LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of "lol" phobias:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ablutophobia- Fear of washing or bathing. [uh-huh...okay...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bibliophobia- Fear of books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chaetophobia- Fear of hair.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chirophobia- Fear of hands.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Cibophobia-  Fear of food [And you are going to survive how?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Decidophobia- Fear of making decisions. [PCME session today: why decisions are necessary]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Dendrophobia- Fear of trees.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ecophobia- Fear of home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gerascophobia- Fear of growing old.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gymnophobia- Fear of nudity.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Ideophobia- Fear of ideas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leukophobia- Fear of the color white.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Logophobia- Fear of words.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nomatophobia- Fear of names.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Paraskavedekatriaphobia- Fear of Friday the 13th. [I put this in simply because it's long]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Phronemophobia- Fear of thinking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Syngenesophobia- Fear of relatives&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-6404578884188727815?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/6404578884188727815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=6404578884188727815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6404578884188727815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/6404578884188727815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-went-to-this-website-and-discovered.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21085888.post-4902807800104117313</id><published>2007-09-15T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:37:33.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long-ish post today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power outage on Thursday from 7.00 to about 8.40; Nanyang didn't suffer. Apparently there was a fire in the gym which caused circuits to blow but the fire alarm didn't sound; rather the burglar alarm did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday also went to Bynes' house to bake cake. Oh wait before that I was playing iLeague against 2M, where us da pros lost to 2M 15-1. In a 30-min game. So apparently they scored an average of 1 goal in every 2 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later after I left they lost to 1L in penalties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I went to Bynes' house to bake the Oreo Cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accidentally broke Bynes' bowl thing when I was crushing the Oreos too hard O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while we were waiting for KLL and Bynes to go down and buy sugar since Bynes ran out (and they took like half an hour to leave the house, and came back with icing) Charles and I were so bored we decided to do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/Ruyb-zPBemI/AAAAAAAAACs/yZ5JzRBcvMw/s1600-h/DSC00245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/Ruyb-zPBemI/AAAAAAAAACs/yZ5JzRBcvMw/s320/DSC00245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110631180366084706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 my smiley face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/Ruyb_DPBenI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AiyLj_8gAXM/s1600-h/DSC00246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/Ruyb_DPBenI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AiyLj_8gAXM/s320/DSC00246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110631184661052018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;And this is Charles'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after a while we got to making the cake and I left at 6.30 to go home for dinner; but by then it was basically only baking and waiting for it to cool and refrigerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Charles totally owns me at Audi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2L; class of geniuses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/Ruyb_TPBepI/AAAAAAAAADE/BXjDn-Nwq_4/s1600-h/DSC00240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/Ruyb_TPBepI/AAAAAAAAADE/BXjDn-Nwq_4/s320/DSC00240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110631188956019346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Actually all Zhang wanted us to do was to change the word 的 to 得 which was a typo in the worksheet. But Jia Han, Shao Wee, Yuxuan, WeiCher, combined created this work of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really shouldn't post such unflattering things about 2L, but hey. Why deny genius when you see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that got dismissed at 12 for Pday Grand Finals, and got a pretty [plastic] trophy for getting A* in Pday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1221/1381500318_1fa8efa06e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1221/1381500318_1fa8efa06e_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally; Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chua's birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Charles and Bynes at Clementi at 9 and waited for Siming and Chua to arrive. Played tennis Multiplayer on Bluetooth with Charles on the MRT ride and virtually every score was the opponent hitting out. O.o And I lost 2-0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 196 and followed a lady in yellow to ECP (smart me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we ate the cake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/Ruyb_DPBeoI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jCBmvSkvGEo/s1600-h/DSC00247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/Ruyb_DPBeoI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jCBmvSkvGEo/s320/DSC00247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110631184661052034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Looks innocent, no? Well it contains drugs. Highly addictive drugs that can make Chua high for hours after that. And another present, the Tatty Teddy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went rollerblading and uh, I suck. But hey, it's all in the experience. (I'm trying to sound optimistic after rollerblading for an hour after which I could travel at the all-glorious speed of 1/2 meter per second; or slower)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we played Asshole Taiti and I was king for quite a few rounds XP. Then bridge, where Charles and Chua won 13-0 using and I realized after that that Bynes and I could have bid 4 Spades and won easily. Then KLL and GL arrived and we continued bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then around 3 I went for lunch at Macs, then took cab to Parkmall to search for a LAN centre, but since after a long time we couldn't find it I left at 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went home I spend half an hour typing out an email on legalizing same sex marriage to Chua.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21085888-4902807800104117313?l=zicongthingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/feeds/4902807800104117313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21085888&amp;postID=4902807800104117313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/4902807800104117313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21085888/posts/default/4902807800104117313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zicongthingy.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi Cong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08Ne38Np74c/Ruyb-zPBemI/AAAAAAAAACs/yZ5JzRBcvMw/s72-c/DSC00245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
