<?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-2687815402641455049</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:14:11.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my real love doesn't strive for repayment luh</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-2356070785959781173</id><published>2010-03-12T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T17:12:33.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm. I managed to persuade my mother to let me skip my cca so I decided to do a blog post. Being in the last year of secondary school life, I think that cca should stop early. For me my cca is an absolute waste of time. We get criticised for nothing, scolded, punished everytime at no cost. In the end what we get is a pathetic coach who practically can't even hone his own skills properly. He's even so cowardly to the extent that he has to feign sickness to escape being challenged by us. What's worse is that he has the cheek to appear on the field and criticise us further. So why should anyone of us continue in this pathetic cca? I don't understand any reason to do so anymore. Even the cca points they give is so low that its as good as not having a cca. So however much I liked this sport in the past, I hate it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are around the corner. As usual, its back to school for more remedial. Honestly, they should change the definition for holiday- a day where people go back to school for extra curriculum activities. I wonder when I would really get a good rest. School has been putting pressure on us by cramping lots of tests together. What's more is there's a test right after the holidays, which means we have to study during the holiday to prepare for it. Holidays should include the word torture in it, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..  I really need to get more sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-2356070785959781173?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2356070785959781173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/2356070785959781173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/2356070785959781173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-8493402930874833428</id><published>2010-02-25T20:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T20:47:49.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you fail to accomplish something, don't give up but just keep trying. I wish someone would just tell me this... Nothing much to say. Just that I had a real bad day today. Isn't really worth talking about. More free periods tomorrow. School has been rather peaceful with all the Sec 3s gone for their camp. Quite unlike me but I kind of enjoy this absence. Alright off to finish more work and revision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-8493402930874833428?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8493402930874833428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-you-fail-to-accomplish-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/8493402930874833428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/8493402930874833428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-you-fail-to-accomplish-something.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-2275751981628535448</id><published>2010-02-17T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:12:01.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for not posting. Been rather lazy lately. The long weekend is over so there's no more gambling or junk food anymore. I was really starting to hate all those junks during Chinese New Year. It always spoils my meals. I'm still in the mood for my gambling. Don't know why. Maybe because its addictive. It's just a test of your luck so you would surely get hooked onto this free test of luck.&lt;br /&gt;Today is probably the best day ever since school started. Upon giving up on humanities, I got transferred to a better teacher. Look, now I don't have to give up on the subject. Well maybe not for now? Eventually you still have to work for it. I'm really starting to hate school. Most of the time it deprives me of my sleep. They should just dedicate a period for sleeping. Oh well I'm off to sleep then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-2275751981628535448?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2275751981628535448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/sorry-for-not-posting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/2275751981628535448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/2275751981628535448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/sorry-for-not-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-849092631070513063</id><published>2010-02-08T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:53:45.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This blog deserves another post, or rather I feel like blogging before I start studying. Haven't really touched the books for the past week so I'm rather reluctant to study. Crap but this week has a bundle of tests, so I guess I better get started then. Its revision before the brain can actually do the processing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of studies. After school today, I initially had three choices to choose from. First of all was to go for higher chinese class obviously. Secondly, go for some tuiton make up lesson. Lastly, attend some cca briefing. I chose the worst choice ever. Attending some crap cca briefing. Ended even later than higher chinese class and was a total waste of my time. It wasn't even beneficial like the other two. Too bad actually, because regretting now isn't going to be of any help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School life is starting to get hectic as I emphasize previously. There's so much crap going on. Teachers who supposedly contribute to the society by teaching us students aren't doing their jobs efficiently and properly. I know I'm not in any position to say this but I really can't help it. Teachers are starting to discriminate students with their biasness. Honestly, the teacher is in no position to judge us students. Plus low efficiency is equivalent to not even teaching the class. So why should we even bother? You believe you are teaching the right stuff, but in fact the class doesn't even absorb anything. So why bother? Just quit for the sake of us and our precious time. Okay.. Enough of my ranting. I'm just displeased by being treated this way. Maybe Bikesh, this might answer your question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after blogging my heart out, I should really get back to studying. Otherwise I'll just end up flunking another precious subject.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-849092631070513063?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/849092631070513063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-blog-deserves-another-post-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/849092631070513063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/849092631070513063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-blog-deserves-another-post-or.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-7188797493772580189</id><published>2010-02-03T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T23:25:07.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now that school is starting to kick in, I'm starting to have lesser time to blog. Having lots of tests these few days. Tomorrow there's this HCL one. Probably going to macs before the test. School life is starting to get hectic for me, its either studying for tests or doing homework. But, with so much disharmony in school, who can actually get into the serious attitude? All this nonsense in school is getting really distracting. I'm starting to think that staying at home would be the best idea but unfortunately its not for me to decide. It's just another week before Chinese New Year so I think I should be able to last. Not sure what happens after that though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back after this 4 years in secondary school life, I don't really think I can remember much. Or rather is there anything worth remembering? All the pathetic teachers and useless friends? What's there to remember? No happy moments I guess. So maybe I should start creating some memories here, or just let some other people do it. Not certain whether there's going to be any products out of it but I guess I just couldn't care less..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-7188797493772580189?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7188797493772580189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/now-that-school-is-starting-to-kick-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/7188797493772580189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/7188797493772580189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/02/now-that-school-is-starting-to-kick-in.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-7604922110275455247</id><published>2010-01-26T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T22:01:51.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Getting the bored fever again. When you have the time, everything seems boring. When you don't have the time, you tend to rush through things. Right now I think I can only be dependant on two friends: Mr Study &amp;amp; Mr Homework. I think that's the only two friends everyone is trying to hook up on. Besides these two I think the rest are rather non-existent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arggh... School has been running all around inside my head. Even the blog is getting contaminated with everything about school. Schools should seriously allow pillows. I think I need to find something interesting to do during the weekdays other than catching up on sleep. Oh well I'm going to go make friends with my books...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-7604922110275455247?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7604922110275455247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/getting-bored-fever-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/7604922110275455247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/7604922110275455247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/getting-bored-fever-again.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-7668406069298674658</id><published>2010-01-24T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T00:06:11.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't been blogging for the week. School has been putting a strain to my body. It probably need an off day too. Unlike working in the office, the school puts you through some ridiculous procedures before you can leave school. After that you'll have to get a MC. It would be better if the school could just lay off all of these rubbish procedures. School life has been rather boring. So I've decided to categorise the subjects to make it more interesting. It supposedly goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;Interesting subjects -&gt; A Maths, E Maths, Physics&lt;br /&gt;Boring subjects -&gt; Chinese, English, Humanities, Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only subject left out is POA because its under the neutral category. With this 'excellent' planning I'll most probably fall asleep in the boring ones and pay attention during the interesting ones. But in general this categorising of subjects is rather subjective. Maybe most people will agree with me, but I'll never know haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the weekends are really short. If you think studying is boring, you'll have too little time to play games. If you are catching up on homework, then you probably have too little time to finish it up. Basically this cycle goes on like forever, so you'll practically wish you're at home everyday. Unless you're like some of those psycho nerds that I know of that enjoy schooling that is. Effectively I would come out with a conclusion that half of the people I know are actually such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well too bad for these people because they don't understand the joy of being at home. You could for example, READ BOOKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-7668406069298674658?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7668406069298674658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/havent-been-blogging-for-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/7668406069298674658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/7668406069298674658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/havent-been-blogging-for-week.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-9087942670448994981</id><published>2010-01-17T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:55:57.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The coming of age has finally started for my cousin. I feel happy for her. In fact having a party in her home isn't really such a bad idea despite the fact being it in a HDB flat. It still bonds the people together despite the lack of space and chairs in the home. Attending this special event has actually made me think whether anyone would really celebrate mine with me. I'm not really associated with many people in my class so I guess that's why. It has really showed me that its okay to be anti-social or emo at times. But don't go overboard with it because it might just have some negative effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekends started off and ended of with a poor line-up of events. My physical body is suffering from this strain due to the lack of sleep. Rather on the contrary, my body is benefitting pretty well from all the treats my father is giving us since he came back. I think I'm gonna grow fat even before Chinese New Year arrives. Oh well going to make up for all the poor planning for the weekend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-9087942670448994981?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9087942670448994981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/coming-of-age-has-finally-started-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/9087942670448994981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/9087942670448994981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/coming-of-age-has-finally-started-for.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-1674391438486834918</id><published>2010-01-13T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:35:25.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This O Level Chinese result is honestly starting to pose a big problem on me. One of these problems is the choice of whether to continue with Higher Chinese. The fact is that it's an absolutely difficult decision which I think I'm having decision making problems. I guess I'm choosing to continue the cruel path and continue with Higher Chinese. Well, even if I fail I can only say that I'm stupid and it won't hide the fact that I'm a Chinese idiot. The decision isn't finalized and I've yet to consult my parents...&lt;br /&gt;With that aside, school has been a real bore I guess. Not hiding the fact that everytime during Humanities period my mind will just stray away into the abyss. Considering the fact that the new school year has just started, I'm wondering how much more of this senseless rubbish is the school going to give me. I can't believe I'm starting to lose my sanity to this stupid school...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-1674391438486834918?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1674391438486834918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-o-level-chinese-result-is-honestly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/1674391438486834918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/1674391438486834918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-o-level-chinese-result-is-honestly.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-1644314788994900791</id><published>2010-01-11T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T19:45:52.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the official release of last year's O level results. All the fun and laughter has to stop someday and that would be today. Unfortunately for me I didn't get back my Chinese results because apparently the teacher was busy. I'm not pinning any hopes on it because I'm sort of a Chinese idiot. Like teachers always say ' you reap what you sow'. Apparently the seed that I sowed for Chinese was rather last minute so I won't really hope for any results nor even any disappointment. In fact I would choose to be happy beacause I won't have to suffer the long days on Monday and Thursday for Higher Chinese. But coming back to reality I will definitely I have to say that doing O levels, you will either get that honourific applause for getting good grades or go all emo and hide at some corner for getting poor grades. I would say a 50/50 chance. So rather then let the chances stay this way or turn for the worse, I should rethink on how I should spend the week revising all 7 subjects. Prepare the sowing now then haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-1644314788994900791?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1644314788994900791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-is-official-release-of-last-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/1644314788994900791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/1644314788994900791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-is-official-release-of-last-years.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-6346120134814259180</id><published>2010-01-08T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T18:40:41.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing to blog about lately. I think the 'O' level chinese results are coming out on Monday. I'm feeling pressured and angst about the results because I don't really think I'm going to get a good grade for it. Starting to enjoy lessons with the new teachers other than the humanities one that is. The fact is that the education system insulted us by enlisting a teacher that hasn't taught History for almost a decade. Besides that she teaches us SS. Absolutely poor planning by the school. Enjoying Chemistry lab session with Mr Phoon. Although I don't really have a good grasp of the subject, I'm sure with his teaching I can exceed all expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm off to master some subjects haha. Well studying isn't about practising the subject but rather mastering is so I better start early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-6346120134814259180?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6346120134814259180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/nothing-to-blog-about-lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/6346120134814259180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/6346120134814259180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/nothing-to-blog-about-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-8528836121802424515</id><published>2010-01-05T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T23:46:35.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to the dentist today after school to get the braces out. Finally its been a long time. No more of those silly metallic things in my mouth already. I'm still not used to having my braces out yet. The mouth is feeling bare and rather airy. Well I guess its time to do my part to take care of my teeth from now on. I guess no matter how rich you are or how much you want to look good, you would never want to wear those braces because you experience the same amount of pain taking it out as to wearing it in. Well I guess I won't be feeling that sort of pain for a long time now hopefully...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-8528836121802424515?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8528836121802424515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/went-to-dentist-today-after-school-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/8528836121802424515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/8528836121802424515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/went-to-dentist-today-after-school-to.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-4274349764717623820</id><published>2010-01-04T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T23:39:57.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today officially marks the first day of school... or rather the first day of another torturous school year. It was rather pointless today. They should just call it a chit-chat session without any fun and games. As they say with a new year comes new teachers, unfortunately it isn't that way for us I guess. This whole new line up of teacher will most probably be the worst in my entire secondary school life. To get good grades for humanities I think it would most probably depend on luck for now. Hardcore mugging wouldn't work on this subject because it would just go down the drain together with the rest of the subjects. I still miss the holidays where I would get out of bed right before noon. Right now this sort of feeling can only be felt during the weekends I guess. The dreaded feeling of waking up every morning at 6 still haunts me day and night. I wonder how much more do I have to give before my bones buckle and my body breaks down. I guess its another dreaded year in school again then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta sleep soon or else I won't be able to wake up in the morning to face the nightmare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-4274349764717623820?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4274349764717623820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-officially-marks-first-day-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/4274349764717623820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/4274349764717623820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-officially-marks-first-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-3853828242692253691</id><published>2010-01-01T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:19:24.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got sunburned today haha. Went to play golf today that's why. I just realised playing golf is like playing pool, just that its on an enlarged area and the stick aren't meant to poke but instead they are used to whack, and by whacking I mean whacking it real hard otherwise it just defies the purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't thought about my new year resolution. I'll have to start thinking then..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-3853828242692253691?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3853828242692253691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/got-sunburned-today-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/3853828242692253691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/3853828242692253691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2010/01/got-sunburned-today-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-1409644437377528735</id><published>2009-12-31T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T21:22:35.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I went with my parents and cousin to watch Avatar. Honestly speaking, its a really good show. Watching it in 3D increased the excitement. Plus, watching movies in a cinema can never compare with watching DVDs at home. The scenery in the movie is really breathtaking. My father kept asking how the actors could fit themselves into the tall and thin suits and that how could advanced technology and machines lose to horses and birds haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is officially the start of a new year, which indirectly means I'm 16 and that means no more movie restrictions already. I should get a new year resolution or else I wouldn't have a goal to look forward to in the new year. Going to countdown for the new year later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-1409644437377528735?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1409644437377528735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-i-went-with-my-parents-and-cousin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/1409644437377528735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/1409644437377528735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-i-went-with-my-parents-and-cousin.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-38280426246050491</id><published>2009-12-30T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T23:07:07.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Crap muscles still cramping from Sunday's physical torture after I lost to some kid in accuracy. Maybe golf just isn't my forte. I should just go back and play tennis haha. Friday having a golf game again in the morning. I'm pinning my hopes on the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poa stack of homework is finishing at an extremely slow rate. It was supposed to be 3 questions a week but now I'm thinking its 3 questions a day. Looking at how I'm doing my homework, I don't think its going to finish before school reopens. Oh well. I'm going to have to put some effort on this subject if I'm ever thinking of excelling it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-38280426246050491?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/38280426246050491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/crap-muscles-still-cramping-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/38280426246050491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/38280426246050491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/crap-muscles-still-cramping-from.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-7601248538160745324</id><published>2009-12-29T14:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T14:59:52.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Three more days to 2010. Just realised that 2009 has been a bad year. Horrible results and a horrible lifestyle. I'm just hoping that everything will change with this new year. Reminiscing on the past holiday, I just realised that I'm going to miss:&lt;br /&gt;-being able to sleep in the wee hours of day.&lt;br /&gt;-waking up in the late afternoons of the day.&lt;br /&gt;-having a lot of free time around.&lt;br /&gt;-enjoying the beautiful ambience of my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays passed so quickly in a blink of an eye that I just realised that I don't have much time left of the holidays. Oh well gotta cherish these last moments carefully then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-7601248538160745324?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7601248538160745324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/three-more-days-to-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/7601248538160745324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/7601248538160745324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/three-more-days-to-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-3659182450432671026</id><published>2009-12-28T13:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T13:40:26.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday enjoyed dinner with my relatives by having a buffet style dinner in my home while watching Singapore Idol. I think everyone enjoyed the food but everyone was too engrossed with the show. My family was talking about how the entire show was being fixed and that finally in the battle of the sexes, the male would definitely win and eventually we were right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its another week before school reopens and I still haven't started on anything but there is still time to go out before the new year starts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-3659182450432671026?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3659182450432671026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday-enjoyed-dinner-with-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/3659182450432671026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/3659182450432671026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday-enjoyed-dinner-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-2796366993403699910</id><published>2009-12-25T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T18:53:46.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up late in the morning today. Saw the Christmas wishes from my friends before I got dragged out of house by my mother to church. After mass the entire family stayed at home to rest because I think most of them caught the flu by me haha. Well off to my cousin's house for dinner tonight. Her home has a nice scenery haha. Anyways MERRY CHRISTMAS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-2796366993403699910?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2796366993403699910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/woke-up-late-in-morning-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/2796366993403699910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/2796366993403699910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/woke-up-late-in-morning-today.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-8287992989048667228</id><published>2009-12-24T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T19:33:05.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the eve of Christmas. Whenever I think about Christmas I think about attending mass. Unfortunately I think I will skip it this year because circumstances don't allow me to do so or I just don't want to go. Having dinner at my cousin's house tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Merry Christmas guys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-8287992989048667228?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8287992989048667228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-is-eve-of-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/8287992989048667228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/8287992989048667228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-is-eve-of-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-1056111965698122961</id><published>2009-12-22T15:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T15:30:24.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's my list of things to before the holidays end:&lt;br /&gt;1. Finish up my holiday homework ( Thanks Bikesh for passing me an extra copy! )&lt;br /&gt;2. Get a new pair of shoes, one that would last for the year.&lt;br /&gt;3. Probably get a haircut. I just hate the school's barber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Chrismas is around the corner. Looks like its more singing of Christmas carol. Dad is forcing me wake up early on Christmas to go play golf with him. What an activity to start Christmas with haha. School is starting soon. I'm getting hyped to see what teachers we would get this year. Hoping for some good ones with decent intellect unlike the ones our class had this year. Looking back at this year, the teachers were rather horrible so chances of getting the same horrible teachers as last year is high. But still I should just pray and hope for better teachers right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-1056111965698122961?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1056111965698122961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/heres-my-list-of-things-to-before.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/1056111965698122961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/1056111965698122961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/heres-my-list-of-things-to-before.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-685789857398526119</id><published>2009-12-20T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T21:17:11.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally just came back from another Christmas party. I can't believe I spent my entire afternoon in it. Well anyway I went there for nothing yet again. The theme was masquerade but I didn't even bring a mask along with me. Then they asked for me to give presents but I wasn't even told to bring one. After that it started off with games. Honestly speaking I think the games are just lame and dumb. There shouldn't be any to start off with. Had some sort of singing game at the end. My groupmate just had to be smart and chose 3 songs. I think that was the only fun part of the entire party because I actually sang till I had no voice. Overall I think it was moderate. Would be even more fun if the members from my legion attended. I guess I could just say that I fufilled my promise and wasted a good Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is just 2 more weeks before Sec 4 begins and I haven't even started on anything and my poa homework is still missing in action. Oh well got to start ransacking my house to find that missing poa homework!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-685789857398526119?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/685789857398526119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/finally-just-came-back-from-another.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/685789857398526119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/685789857398526119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/finally-just-came-back-from-another.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-804057267072808518</id><published>2009-12-19T15:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T16:18:13.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Poking your nose into other people's business, you yourself should clearly understand the feeling. The sad thing is that you just had to do it. You may think you are right but actually you are not. You just had to cross the line that had already been placed for you. Warnings had been given but none you adhered. You chose this path so now you have to bear the responsibility. I guess in overall it was your childish behaviour that led you to make this grave mistake. I'd really love to make use my excellent 'vocabulary' on this but i shall not contaminate this blog like I did previously. Besides you just aren't worth it. I guess its just God's way of showing what a person you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the rant but its just that I've reached the limit of my breaking point already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-804057267072808518?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/804057267072808518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/poking-your-nose-into-other-peoples.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/804057267072808518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/804057267072808518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/poking-your-nose-into-other-peoples.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-5459210316633515157</id><published>2009-12-16T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T00:29:54.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I had my first session with the new poa teacher. He's pretty good and efficient. Came over 15mins earlier. I think its his profession as an accountant. His teaching skills are flawless. No matter what there won't be an error in balancing the equations. But sadly I kind of lost the entire stack of poa homework. So he couldn't help me with any of it. Shall search for it tomorrow haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well off for more enjoyable rest on the bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-5459210316633515157?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5459210316633515157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-i-had-my-first-session-with-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/5459210316633515157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/5459210316633515157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-i-had-my-first-session-with-new.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-1640151957115203597</id><published>2009-12-15T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T00:06:59.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having some insomnia lately. Slept for only 5 hours today. Maybe its because I just can't fall asleep and wake up dreaming of the same thing. The memories have been tormenting me. Just how hard is it to forget and yearn for the future? Well while waking up at 5, I took a peek at the window and saw my neighbour holding a torchlight and flashing at another neighbour's house while standing on one of those metal railings. That was just weird for something happening first thing in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently had a chat with my cousin. Just realised that the girls in her school are just weird. They are overly cautious with guys and discriminate them as perverts. Haha new trend I guess? Well its just weird and nonsensical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contemplating on rejoining the tennis group. Should I or should I not? Hmm I wonder..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-1640151957115203597?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1640151957115203597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/having-some-insomnia-lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/1640151957115203597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/1640151957115203597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/having-some-insomnia-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-6051371222879742762</id><published>2009-12-14T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T00:31:35.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ever thought why God made us go through all these trials and tribulations for? Well I have absolutely no idea and I don't wish to find out. I just know that I have to pluck out my courage and seek what I truly desire and not wait for it to happen or come. When things have to be done, they have to be done. No more second thoughts or what so ever. I just know that I have to get myself prepared when that day comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap I feel like killing myself. Staying at home is just way too boring. I'm staring at all four walls everyday. Maybe I ought to get a breather and go for one of my joyrides. Planning to go out with my cousin to get Christmas presents. I just hope this holiday lasts well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-6051371222879742762?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6051371222879742762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/ever-thought-why-god-made-us-go-through.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/6051371222879742762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/6051371222879742762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/ever-thought-why-god-made-us-go-through.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-7626069555711494060</id><published>2009-12-13T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T00:33:35.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had some neighbourhood Christmas party just now. Unfortunately, all of them were old folks. No idea how my mom persuaded me to attend this. Food was quite okay. They had lucky draws and bingo that was replaced with Singapore's specialties. Christmas carols were sung too although I had no idea why its being sung so early before Christmas. Overall won a prize and I'm thinking its sort of a tupperware. I wonder how that became a present..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways my mother is on a crazed shopping spree to attempt to spend all her shopping vouchers that she had won during the wii competition she had in her company. Sigh.. This is a bad sign that I'm going to be dragged along to follow her. How I wished she would have won something that had nothing to do with shopping haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Christmas party is coming up on the 20th. Hmm partner seems to be fickle minded in going. I wonder whether I should turn up then? Ahh oh well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-7626069555711494060?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7626069555711494060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/had-some-neighbourhood-christmas-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/7626069555711494060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/7626069555711494060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/had-some-neighbourhood-christmas-party.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-6810826153562537768</id><published>2009-12-11T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T23:30:16.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Crap for once I'm expriencing a major problem. One that is literally too difficult to be solved alone yet its personal. Arggh can't stand a shit where all these problems are coming from. Too much failure. Not a good sign. Gotta start from scratch now. Oh and I finally realised why I chose elect History in the first place. Haha because my Geography simply can't be trusted. Glad I realised this flaw hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn sometimes I wished I had driving license. No idea why...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-6810826153562537768?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6810826153562537768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/crap-for-once-im-expriencing-major.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/6810826153562537768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/6810826153562537768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/crap-for-once-im-expriencing-major.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-1617489173448024865</id><published>2009-12-08T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T20:43:12.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to blogging again. The week has been boring. I'm forever staying at home and rotting till I get fat and end up in the school's fitness program again. Mom has been asking me to study but unfortunately it still doesn't get into my head. I'm just lazing around at home doing nothing. The holidays still have another 26 days to go and I still haven't touch my stack of homework. Before you know the holidays would be over and my hands would hurt from the last minute rush of completing the stack. Haha oh well back to more slacking then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2687815402641455049-1617489173448024865?l=thedreadedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1617489173448024865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/back-to-blogging-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/1617489173448024865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2687815402641455049/posts/default/1617489173448024865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedreadedlife.blogspot.com/2009/12/back-to-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>dawg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08006489639008942750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2687815402641455049.post-3354795537598588126</id><published>2009-12-04T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T16:32:53.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally my crazy week comes to an end here. First of all started with the JXY camp. Even though its my first time being there, the people were relatively friendly. The opening was kind of impromptu and we had a self introduction on stage. After that was a series of lame games that was actually kind of interesting. Then there was this game in which we had to write down the impression that person gave us. The best ones I got were 'cool name' and 'you look buff'. Okay well that was totally lame. Anyway started off with prayer and a session in which we had to explain the purpose of joining LOM. The correct one was obviously to get closer to God and wrong one was not joining it because of the opposite sex and finding a relationship (I'm surprised people don't do that). In the afternoon we had station games which attempted to bond the group together. Unfortunately everyone was busy finding clues that we didn't even bother to bond. The day ended off with cluedo which was why I even attended the camp. The activity got all the girls creeped out and you could hear screams everywhere. After that we had to conclude who was the killer and how the killer did it. Sort of like a detectives job but sadly i don't have that sort of blood in me. That was the end of camp for me but I was having exuberant love for the camp and the people after I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part two of my crazy week was quite ridiculous. First of all started with Jermaine and I buying food for the chalet. Bought so much food that I went over budget. After that we met up with Javier and Samuel and took a ridiculously small shuttle bus over to the SAF Yatch club. The place had practically nothing and the room was small with two queen size beds. Other than the awesome scenery of the sea, the rest was crap. The club was so remote that we had to walk to NSRCC for activities. We walked for nearly half an hour in rocks before a kind bus driver offered us a ride over. That was seriously lucky. Anyway after the bowling and pool, we headed back to start the fire for our bbq. The fire only lasted for 2hrs before raindrops started pouring on us. Crap we had so much food left. After that went back to play blackjack to buy time. Lost like over $20 to Javier. I wonder where he gets all the luck from. The entire night we were having mosquito attack because Samuel pulled out the mosquito repellant to charge his laptop. The second day I managed to see the beautiful sunrise. It was rather beautiful. After that Joel came and we went to play bowling again. Surprisingly his skill in bowling is magnificent haha. He totally won over everyone. That night only Javier, Yi da and I stayed over. In general i think that it was a failure. Absolutely ridiculous that only 3 of us stay over on the last night. Anyway thats it for the crazy week. 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