<?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-4565032947157564985</id><updated>2012-02-17T02:48:03.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hilary</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>368</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-8850356551944365117</id><published>2012-01-15T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T23:49:11.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first working experience!</title><content type='html'>Last day of holidays, wow can't believe it passed by so quickly. Like graduation was on 4 November? Then till now seem wayyyy to fast man! First part of holidays were spent at the opposite end of the globe, next part was mostly half working at Pepper Lunch @ Jurong Point, a quarter at bridge lessons and a quarter having random outings. Shall blog about my experiences at Pepper Lunch and being a banquet waitress at Regent Hotel for 2 days! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay start with the shorter one la, Regent Hotel. Worked there from 6pm-12am on Christmas Eve and Christmas itself. The working conditions were really good la, there's staff dinner buffet spread, free transport back home (both nights I had a cab directly to my house's doorstep!), and air-con ballroom with free wedding show! xD Work there was fun, would have continued cause I got pretty much used to it after the second day, but the court shoes I was wearing totally killed me. Cause it has relatively higher heels than normal, plus you have to walk superrr alot, felt my feet aching the whole of the next day. &amp;gt;&amp;lt; Quite horrible really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before working there we had to attend this training session thingum at the employment agency, which was pretty interesting cause you get to know all the details behind a banquet, since most of the time we're the ones sitting down just eating, you don't really notice all these small stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gpSQ4lR7aOU/TxJ_SowsazI/AAAAAAAAA8U/bcSzj_v8iLg/s1600/P1151411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gpSQ4lR7aOU/TxJ_SowsazI/AAAAAAAAA8U/bcSzj_v8iLg/s320/P1151411.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The training booklet is superr informative la! Stuffs like how you should portion the fish, in which direction should you serve the food into the bowls blahblah, though I gave up following it and just did what I felt comfortable in the end heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the cool thing about being a waiter is you really get to see the behind-the-scenes of a banquet, like surrounding the ballroom is actually this long corridor with kitchen and everything you need for the banquet. Freaking convenient and cool really. Like you get to see all the busy-ness of the kitchen and the dishwashing place, really a world of difference from the calm and peacefulness of the banquet itself HAHA! Oh another thing about the behind-the-scene part is that there's actually this special employee's entrance at a corner of the hotel! Frigging cool la! Then when you enter it's really the place where you see all the different people working there - waitresses, chefs, cleaners, etc. Even the cafeteria where you get your food! Everyone gathers at the same place. Pretty damn cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of my work (Christmas Eve), got pretty freaked out at first cause when we reported to the banquet for work, the manager look damnn scary. Like there was this bunch of guys who reported like 5 minutes late, and he was like "What time is it now? What time did I ask you to report? Write your name here. You can go home now. Good I can deduct more money." SCARY SHIT OKAY. But heng he was okay later LOL. So first thing they did was to distribute the menu and let us&amp;nbsp;familiarise with it, not only with the food but also the wedding couple's names haha! Then they started grouping us and allocating groups to tables, which we then proceeded to check our table settings, arrange them, prepare our side stations (where you put all the plates, bowls, serving gears).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of work was a breeze for me, was grouped with 2 other super experienced people, and another newbie like me from ACS, we were in charge of 3 tables, and the whole wedding dinner was quite different from the usual chinese dinners, the whole thing is portioning at side station (ie we portion the food at the tables at the side and serve people their individual portions). Oh it's like this cause the couple organised the wedding such that there was elaborate decorations on the lazy susan (the glass round thingum you turn round and round) which was quite hard to remove. So it was relatively slack cause the 2 more experienced one portioned while the ACS guy and I served. And those 2 were there to constantly guide us as to what to do next, so it was quite fun really. Plus the ACS guy and I would take untouched leftovers to the back to 偷吃 sometimes hehh! DAMN WASTE OKAY REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day of work, was assigned to table number 15, and I had to serve that table all by myself. Was superr scared cause it's not portioning at side station anymore, instead it was ALL dishes except the first cold dish (which was family style, ie they take the food themselves) portioning at lazy susan. THIS IS HARD OKAY. Especially when you have not enough space - table filled with wine glasses and everything. Yea and my table particularly requested for a lot of wines la, like 6 people had a glass of wine. Oh and about the drinks, IT'S SUPER MAFAN LA, cause the bar is outside the ballroom, so whenever we wanted to refill soft drinks or wine or beer we have to walk all the way out of the ballroom to get them. Wine is the worst, cause they don't allow us to use trays to carry them for fear of accidents, so I had to keep walking to and fro my gosh. Okay my portioning was not bad, everyone had relatively equal amount of food, but cause I was super noob, my lazy susan became quite dirty in the end with all the sauce drips here and there HEHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the people at my table abit.. cold la, maybe it's just me cause when I portion they stare really hard at what I'm doing, quite scary LOL. Oh but got this damn nice old man will try to help me with small actions (like take his own portion.. cause I'm supposed to not only portion but also to distribute the portions, quite mafan really). Oh then the fish part totally scared me out, heng someone helped me portion it at the side station so all I had to do is to scoop up the parts on the plates and serve hehe! Damn scared of disfiguring the fish if I were to portion it LOL. Though managing a table myself was pretty stressful, I feel damn accomplished la! Like WOW I actually managed to do that without any super big accident or anything~ Oh another thing about this is you really have to manage your time well! Like if you're lag and slow you'll 害 your table to receive their food later, so it really feels good when you get the dish from the kitchen and see that there are still many dishes there, shows that you're one of the earlier few to serve the dish! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and about the second day, don't know why the manager assigned me to do a guy's job. =.= Well I assume it's a guy's job since I was the only girl doing it. Before the wedding dinner starts people have to register outside the ballroom, then there are people assigned to walk around with trays to serve drinks to these people lor! Woa the tray was super heavy la, totally trained my biceps LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now to Pepper Lunch! Started work on 7 December, Wednesday, have been working for 21 days as of now, total of 141 hours, excluding breaktime. Still remember being so unfamiliar with the uniform the first day I wore it, and feeling so out of place, feeling as if everyone was looking at me weirdly LOL. But now it's totally HECK LA and I'm so used to wearing the uniform! (Was even more used to it than hongzi LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V1SO9iOa5D0/TxJ_tH5yEqI/AAAAAAAAA8c/d-t6bTYA3SU/s1600/P1151413.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V1SO9iOa5D0/TxJ_tH5yEqI/AAAAAAAAA8c/d-t6bTYA3SU/s320/P1151413.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My nametag!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Second one though cos the first one mysteriously dropped out. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_fDWCJYSQ_s/TxKj35srEcI/AAAAAAAAA8k/dYf-XJQYpFQ/s1600/P1151408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_fDWCJYSQ_s/TxKj35srEcI/AAAAAAAAA8k/dYf-XJQYpFQ/s320/P1151408.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The uniform I'm so familiar with now!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha it looks superrr like the hwach guy's uniform!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MKh6Wc6j0yA/TxJ-b04QxeI/AAAAAAAAA8E/nfJ5LgY9pPs/s1600/P1151409.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MKh6Wc6j0yA/TxJ-b04QxeI/AAAAAAAAA8E/nfJ5LgY9pPs/s320/P1151409.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So before I started work they gave me this paper for me to 'study'. But I didn't heh. Honestly it took me quite some time to 'dare to' say abit of jap, since I don't really speak much jap. Plus next to Pepper Lunch there's this Korean restaurant and you'll keep hearing tonsa ANYEONGHASAEYO! Which kinda makes me..confused? HAHA plus I'm more of a korean person than a jap person la.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay so majority of the time I was doing service. Ie giving customers their orders, arranging table tags, clearing trays, wiping trays and spoons and chopsticks, refilling sauces, setting up trays for dishup Got abit sian of it since I keep doing the same few things, even closing also all service. Though service closing is relatively fun and satisfying, it's like every night 大扫除! Wiping table tops, table stands, emptying sauce bottles, sweeping and mopping the floor. x) And you feel really good seeing how clean everywhere is after you're done! And somehow cause of wushu or something I have this affinity for long sticks..? So in a way I really like sweeping and mopping la! Heh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So being stuck with service I really wanted to try out other stuffs, tried a bit of dishup for a number of days. Dishup is fun, but gets stressful when there are tonsa orders really. Dishup is like the link between the kitchen and service. You help kitchen scoop rice, get appropriate sauces, cheese, miso soup, mashed potato, and help preparing the takeaway stuffs (disposable bowl, cover, fork, plastic bag). And you've to shout onaegashimas! Felt a bittt weird shouting that at first LOL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Learnt abit of cashier too, but only did one order cause I'm too fearful of cashier. Scared I'll key in wrong stuffs. Though I like money and calculating stuffs, cashier is still :S for me heh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And a couple of days back manager finally allowed me to enter kitchen! Was Player 3 (also known as the meat taker haha), which basically is to just get the appriopriate ingredient for the orders (must weigh them accordingly), and crack eggs when needed, and microwave certain stuffs (like pasta and hamburger), and refill the meat when they are low, and help Player 1 (the main person who cooks) refill his ingredients when they are low (eg corn, cheese, onion, spring onion, cabbage. taugay, sauces). I like being meat taker HEH! It feels like a game la, seeing the order and getting the right ingredients! Two people attempted to teach me to cook, heh tried cooking salmon pepper rice and chicken pepper rice! But still abit hesistant to cook cause my technique isn't there yet, like how they hold and sauce containers and sprinkle the pepper, got technique de!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yep so that's basically what I did! Peak hours are like hell, especially when orders somehow get screwed up or when there are so many orders that people have to wait quite a while. Especially now when school has reopened already, woa like at 2-3pm there are SUPER A LOT OF SCHOOLKIDS LA. Madness. And ohh the churning of the receipt is quite scary. Like there's this receipt printing machine that tells us what orders to cook, and it'll churn out receipt non-stop when there's a huge bulk of orders. I'll always be like "URGH SHUT UPPP' HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z74wvwwAoO4/TxJ-2bC3fRI/AAAAAAAAA8M/BpE0B3sQFMA/s1600/P1151410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z74wvwwAoO4/TxJ-2bC3fRI/AAAAAAAAA8M/BpE0B3sQFMA/s320/P1151410.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE FIRST EVER PAYSLIP OF MY LIFE! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And ohh my fellow colleagues are mostly SUPER DUPER NICE. Like the first few days of work I used to not really like them cause there were a lot of bitching and politics around. :/ BUT SOMEHOW as the days past there's less of them! ^^ And everyone's really nice! Like how I was late for an hour but the manager didn't even scold me, she just counted me one hour less! SUPER NICE OMG. And how they'll let you leave earlier if needed and if there's enough manpower. (Only left earlier once la). And how they are really forgiving la! AND THEY EVEN GIVE AWESOME VOUCHERS LOOK BELOW:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hkohT_4dgt8/TxJ9ICpVgqI/AAAAAAAAA78/-gZCta3D8co/s1600/P1141404.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hkohT_4dgt8/TxJ9ICpVgqI/AAAAAAAAA78/-gZCta3D8co/s320/P1141404.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay and being in service most of the time, naturally you'll meet nice and mean customers. Nice customers are those who are very understanding, and will say Thank You when you serve them their food! It's not needed la, but a Thank You really can make your day! Mean customers are those who..are just pure mean. Like if there's a slight screw up in the order they'll give you this super 臭 face and talk to you with attitude. Really buaytahan. Like there was this time we added the egg in the wrong plate, and this particular plate was meant for the maid in the family dining then. The mother got super pissed that the egg was in the maid's plate, and was like the egg should be in her son's plate and not the maid's plate. So we were like okay we add an egg in the son's plate and give a free egg to the maid (since it's less waste of food, rather than totally throwing away the maid's portion and giving her a new plate without egg). AND THE MOTHER DEMANDED TO REDO THE MAID'S PLATE. Insisting that she doesn't want egg in that plate when we were more than willing to give the egg free. And the tone she talked to us felt..abit like cause it's the maid's plate that's why she doesn't want the egg to be there. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was another guy. Cause he was waiting for his icecream to be served. At that time it was peak hour, usually during peak hours there'll be tonsa icecream order and I'll icecream machine will need some time to replenish la. And this guy didn't want to wait, so I asked him if he wanted to change his icecream to something else (since the meal is like drink + misosoup/mashedpotato/salad/icecream) and he didn't want any of the side dishes, but wanted another drink. Which I can't do that la. So he gave this rather pissed look when I asked him to wait for 5-10 minutes. Another colleague of mine when to talk to him, and she noticed that he was timing me LOL, thing is the colleague didn't tell me he was timing me until after I gave him the icecream, which meant that I gave him within the 'time limit', like I totally pwn him la HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just really cannot stand how some customers must give this accusing look, talk in that very accusing tone. Though we're just doing service, WE ARE HUMANS TOO OKAY, waiters or in fact anybody regardless of what they are doing deserve to be treated with respect no matter what. Hmph. Haha but yea mean customers have become a part and parcel of this job la, pretty much used to them le~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's pretty much it! Earned aboout $800 in total from my work! ^^ Awesomeness teehee! Other than work..bridge lessons were coooool~ And the random outing and shopping! Watched Mission Impossible 4 and Sherlock Holmes, and I prefer the former honestly, somehow I prefer more action packed scary scenes heh! AND GAHHH TMR OMG. TOMORROW. Damn sian after looking at the IP activities schedule. I can already feel myself getting all fidgety and restless in the auditorium seats la! And all the tests zzzz! I can't even remember how it feels like to write and piak there's a english diagnostic test first thing on the first day right after 15minutes of annoucements zzz. ORIENTATION WEEK HURRY COME!! And honestly, I'm scared for tmr meh. BUT I GOT MY DEAREST SANBA-ERS. So I hope it'll all fine and good for now! ^^ HELLO HWACHONG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-8850356551944365117?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/8850356551944365117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=8850356551944365117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8850356551944365117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8850356551944365117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-working-experience.html' title='first working experience!'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gpSQ4lR7aOU/TxJ_SowsazI/AAAAAAAAA8U/bcSzj_v8iLg/s72-c/P1151411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-4423670432249752969</id><published>2012-01-04T02:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T03:13:48.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>It's the wee hours of the 4th day of 2012, and listening to some really good music is putting me in a really reflective mood now. So yep time to dig out those 2011 memories and blog about them. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm 2011 started on a rather down side I guess, became insecure, lost faith, trust, went to an all time low, times where smiles and laughter needed a considerable amount of effort, times where I almost let slip of close friendships, cause I was just too cooped up in my world. Well, I guess the saying of 'time heals all wounds' is rather true. Got back to myself thanks to awesome classmates, batchmates around me, found my happy, crazy, high self again. (: And yep from then on I think I matured quite a bit? In terms of thinking and stuffs, I'm no longer that childish, immature Hilary hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Academics were rather smooth-sailing for me I guess, ironically when Sec 4 should be the most hiong year. Didn't go through any particularly stressed-till-I-wanna-breakdown experience that year (unless I have forgotten lol). Moving on, non-acads stuffs, I still feel a tinge of regret for not contributing/doing enough for PSL and Wushu. Being a vice-captain of the team, I always felt inferior toward my fellow captain and vice-captain, hence forever being in the background, not-so-outspoken one during trainings. I &amp;nbsp;could never really give suggestions or whatnot for trainings cos I don't exactly have experience in these stuffs. Oh well in all I just felt really bad for feeling inferior yet I couldn't help myself remove that inferiority. :/ But NYWS camp made it a whole lot better, hehe still remember that fateful 1-2 hour in the morning planning the whole amazing race during that period, efficiency at its maximum! And that picture of us all crashing on the floor! :D Competitions, and performances were all our last as a jiti, and I'm really glad that we pulled through together as a batch, though there were ups and downs, yea I admit I was a big part of the downs HAHA, I never regret joining NYWS as my CCA in Nanyang and meeting these really unique, awesome batchmates. It's just indescribable, how we managed to forge this bond just through all the trainings we keep complaining about. (: Indiv competition that year was the year I saw myself really growing up, used to be terrified, fearful of competitions, can't remember whether it was Sec 3 or 4 when I actually broke down cause I didn't know if I should go for indiv haha! But yea I grew to see results as secondary, and the experience as primary, since after all, it would most probably be the last time I 上场-ed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made many new friends that year too, the ones I remember best are mostly from 17slc facs and YAA. (: The experience was one unique one, from getting to know the true sides of some friends, to wearing court shoes and stockings for like 2-3 days straight haha, to going crazy dancing at hwachong in the evenings. Though I was only a facilitator, (and participant in 16slc), slc will always hold a special place in me. (: And it's really quite interesting to see the comparison between the people I was closest to in SLC, and the SLC peeps I actually still have close contacts with. Well, perhaps it's my fault for not reaching out to the first group. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally, my dearest 408. I can never wish for a better class than this really, am very grateful for landing up in this class (after a series of complications in sec two haha), and to be honest, I think this class will be the best class I've ever had in my schooling history. (Unless my JC class proves me wrong LOL, which is quite hard to hahaha.) It's a class where there's really a huge mixture of different kinds of people, which makes the whole sec 4 experience an unforgettable one. How some will high when this particular teacher enters the class, how practically all the teachers love our class, how all of us are nearly quite comfortable with each other, how we can make all teachers smile and laugh, how we put up performances together (ARMOS, Graces, Teacher's Day Concert), how we ended up becoming like some mini gambling den during post-EOY period (and class chalet + ecp class outings), and how we became the Sec 4 Model Class of Year 2011. (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would really like to thank this 3 particular classmates whom I've grown really attached to (I think you know yourselves, too shy to write your name here la HAHA, so name you all A, B and C) during this period of time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A, whom I never expected myself to be able to connect so well with her at the start of Sec 3, became that one person I confide in practically everything. (Though it's so hard to contact her through technology zzzz). I will definitely miss those times we could talk endlessly, how you keep talking about building muscles (HAHA), how we can just talk about everything and anything, sometimes even neglecting lessons completely (oops!). I'm glad I didn't lose this friendship (cause I nearly did), and despite us only meeting up once so far during this holiday (EEYER WHY ONCE ONLY T.T), we still could talk comfortably and endlessly ^^, I guess this is what people mean by really good friends. (: Sadly we'll most probably be parting ways in JC, haish, but I don't care must must must still catch up with each other okay! (Though I highly doubt she'll see this huge chunk of words meh LOL.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B and C, both whom I somehow got close to through everyday lunch breaks I guess? And C cause she's forever in front or beside me during morning flag-raising and assemblies bahaha. B is cause we somehow really think alike-ish, which is just cooool to the max~ Okay start with B first, first thing I have to tell you, YOUR LEGSSS AHHHHH! HAHAHA! XD I think you are really mature, which is cool cause usually most people our age aren't exactly that mature yet? Okay your mature is like I don't know how to describe mature, 总之 it's the cool mature! And continue being ever so chill~ and also having your own very strong, unique perspectives in stuffs. Your blogposts never fail to impress me with your depth of thinking, really. You should learn to voice out these povs more often! Seriously! Hehe like how we'll 'gang up' together to rebut Weihui's super pro-PAP perspectives during GE! And in the future if you need any help in anything, really feel free to ask me (haha still remember the pre-eoys days? (: ), AND MUST KEEP IN CONTACT RAWR ANOTHER DIFFERENT CLASS PERSON together with C too. Aishh why my A, B, C all going away so far from me. ): Okay C now, I LOVE YOUR EYES HAHA! Okay and I think you have a really awesome character, should really consider taking up some leadership role in JC really! You somehow have this ability to make people really comfortable around you, and just love being around you. (: I'll miss how we'll always make funny facial expressions to each other to communicate LOL. And those msn/fb chats I can really rant to you when needed and you'll give really sound advice HAHA! I think I must really learn from you, though I also don't really know how to go about learning haha! You're one unique person, preserve that uniqueness of yours when you go JC okay! Ahh will miss you and A and B so badly. ): Aish why did the 三八 days have to pass by so quickly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep I think this practically wraps up 2011 for me! 2012 has begun, but it hasn't really set in since school hasn't started, so I'm still in the holiday-don't-think-so-much-about-later mood now. So in a way I still feel like it's December holidays, with a slight tweak in the last digit of the year LOL. Haish JC, I'm looking forward to it, at the same time scared. Don't know what to expect, plus all the decision making process, it's really making me uncertain. Stuffs like b or p still haven't 搞定 till now, and my CCA choices are still rather open, oh wells, hopefully whatever decision I make will turn out well? Just like how they did in Nanyang. (: Speaking about Nanyang, entering it for about an hour during the first day of school yesterday felt nostalgic and rather sad. It still hasn't really set in that I won't be stepping into this school regularly, that I'll be passing by the Nanyang bus stop every morning and stopping at the stop after it instead. Nanyang, thank you for the beautiful, memorable 4 years you have given me, and how you've shaped me to who am I today. The Nanyang memories will always be in my heart. (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-4423670432249752969?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/4423670432249752969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=4423670432249752969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/4423670432249752969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/4423670432249752969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2012/01/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-9168141261541225671</id><published>2011-12-22T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T01:56:39.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 2011 Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It’s beenages since I’ve last posted omg cause this trip is really long and good and Icouldn’t bear to blog slipshod-ly. Sorry to keep disappointing my regular blogvisitors! Anyway starting from the next paragraphs there’s like &lt;i&gt;more than 4300 words&lt;/i&gt;,and I highly doubt most people will read everything. So omg if you actuallybothered to read all the words here, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;我真的对你感激不尽&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;! Oh and btw the font of the captions of the pictures are uber big. Rawr don't know how to change it and I kinda give up thinking how cause I was rectifying something else. Meh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Headed formy really unexpected trip to US and Canada during the wee hours of 11 November,the day right after Higher Chinese Os and right after Graduation Night. Feltlike some celebrity chionging to the airport after the event at Marriot Hotel!:D Took the Korean Airlines (cause it was cheaper according to my mum) andhonestly I was super excited to take it cause I usually take Singapore Airlinesand I’m quite sian of it already, although yes it’s good and all, but you knowsometimes you need a change! And stopping over at Incheon Airport made me sooooexcited teehee! What I really love about Korean Airlines is considerably largenumber of Korean movies (as compared to other languages except English) and allthe Korean food OYEAA! Totally ordered all the Korean food cause the otheralternative was western which is what I’ll prolly be mass eating during thistrip. I LOVEEEE THEIR BIBIMBAP GOSH IT’S HEAVENLY. :D And oh I also love howthe cup noodles you can request is the Korean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;辛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; brand onehehe! ^^ Oh the second plane ride from Incheon to New York, we took the A380(AWESOMENESSS), and that plane is absolutely cool to the max la! The stairs upto the business class is super duper wide and grand, like those ballroom kind(though I couldn’t go up la), and there’s such thing as a skyshop at the backof the plane, where they actually display their products on shelves (more likethe products are glued onto the shelves haha). DAMN COOL CAN. xD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H404tfb-LTM/TvM7GfvE6II/AAAAAAAAA3w/gM607QxEFBw/s1600/PB110070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H404tfb-LTM/TvM7GfvE6II/AAAAAAAAA3w/gM607QxEFBw/s320/PB110070.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Korean Airline's Bibimbap that I'm in love with! Looks pathetic but IT'S FREAKING AWESOME! Package on the extreme left is the steamed rice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vdZzjItM3vw/TvM7jMZ6ylI/AAAAAAAAA34/-ZcK5rHWt6E/s1600/PB110121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vdZzjItM3vw/TvM7jMZ6ylI/AAAAAAAAA34/-ZcK5rHWt6E/s320/PB110121.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;The Skyshop in A380!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Manhattan,New York (United States of America)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Arrived atJohn F. Kennedy Airport in the late morning of 11 November. (I love how youseemingly travel back in time when you go to US, but when you go back home youlose a day so :/) Instead of taking a taxi all the way to our hotel, my mum andI met dad (yea he was in US 2 weeks earlier than us for work) and we took atrain and subway to our hotel. Had quite bad jetlag cause I didn’t sleep andwas spam watching videos. Entered the subway station, and boy, everything feltso super surreal. Like I was this cameraman in a Hollywood movie. And theirsubway station is super cool, like it’s really old looking but yet gives thevery cool feel, I don’t know why maybe it’s just my biasedness or what, since thestations are not exactly presentable looking as compared to Singapore’s haha! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bk15Pqpsdj4/TvNIMJbZ41I/AAAAAAAAA7U/wVbJ_EWm1mA/s1600/PB120149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bk15Pqpsdj4/TvNIMJbZ41I/AAAAAAAAA7U/wVbJ_EWm1mA/s320/PB120149.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Statue of Liberty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Went for a2 hour cruise ride around half of Manhattan Island. (Oyea New York comprises ofseveral islands like Manhattan, Queens, Brooklyn, Manhattan is where all thebig stuffs happen la, used to think that New York is just one big state haha sillyme) The cruise was pretty damn awesome, since you get to see all 3 bridges(forgot their name eeks), and get quite close to the statue of liberty! Thoughit’s quite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;遗憾&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;that I didn’t go to Ellis Island to visit the statue up close. And ittakes you around to see Manhattan’s city skyline, there’s even a live tourguide on board (and he’s quite hilarious haha).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dw-hWPwyNJQ/TvNIihoJPnI/AAAAAAAAA7c/YuysfJcQIvE/s1600/PB130200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dw-hWPwyNJQ/TvNIihoJPnI/AAAAAAAAA7c/YuysfJcQIvE/s320/PB130200.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Times Square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;In the late afternoon/eveningswe headed to TIMES SQUARE! I loveee all the billboards everywhere gosh! Supercolourful and eyecatching! Oh and that’s where I bought my black I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 115%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;NY at US$14 only! It’s the cheapestprice for a similar hoodie! ^^ Along Times Square you can observe damn interestingpeople, like the way they advertise, instead of just giving out flyer, somepeople just hold up this long stick with a poster attached at the other end andthey either walk around or just stand there. HAHA was quite amused I don’t knowwhy either. And they have damnnn good buskers! Like on the way back to thehotel, in one subway station there was this guy singing while strumming aguitar WITHOUT MICROPHONES WHATSOEVER and it sounded super godly. Otherinteresting buskers I saw was this huge bunch of Black bboy dancers, FRIGGINGAWESOME PEOPLE. All the popping and locking and waves, gosh!! (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Xj7aYbl_Ss/TvM9LKmnnqI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/-xhlf_CQC_E/s1600/PB140276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Xj7aYbl_Ss/TvM9LKmnnqI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/-xhlf_CQC_E/s320/PB140276.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;It's common to see roses placed&lt;br /&gt;beside people's names&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Visited the911 memorial park on 13 November, a place that I’ve always wanted to go. Youhave to register beforehand to enter, as they want to control the size of thecrowd, and there’s even a limit to the size of bags you can bring (there’s nolockers in there either), so backpacks are a no-no there. Can tell that securityis super tight (Y) but at the same time a bunch of policemen were more thanwilling to take pictures with tourists hehe! Got a pic with them and I look sosmall hehe I love how macho they look (though I don’t know what’s underneaththeir uniform la hahahaha!!) &amp;nbsp;I loveeethe concept of this memorial park, creating to huge waterfalls at thefootprints of the North and South towers, carving every victims names (from thecrew/passengers on board the fateful planes, the ones trapped in the building,and even the firefighters who lost their lives trying rushing in the buildingto save others), and how organized they were in carving their names. There areeven machines at the side for people to locate victims names, like they evenhave photographs of these victims and their information (age, job, company,country, etc) in these machines.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Walking around the footprints and readingtheir names, it’s quite D:. Especially when you see something like xxx and herunborn child. Super :’( lah! It’s not uncommon to see flowers placed besidenames too. Near the park there’s this memorial museum (the smaller versioncause the actual one is still constructing), and there’s this part where theywrote what happened every minute after the planes crashed the two buildings.Reading it just made me more :’( in my heart. The logo they created for thismemorial is “In darkness we shine brightest”. Super good logo really! (Y) Thisplace is a must go when one visits Manhattan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VOaU9ogFno8/TvM9pbVKjyI/AAAAAAAAA4g/VflW0a2YNsE/s1600/PB140287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VOaU9ogFno8/TvM9pbVKjyI/AAAAAAAAA4g/VflW0a2YNsE/s320/PB140287.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Beautiful reflection of the sky from a building beside the memorial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqXe4P5nvWU/TvM-Ht-K1SI/AAAAAAAAA4o/bwrPoIYLmpA/s1600/PB140291.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqXe4P5nvWU/TvM-Ht-K1SI/AAAAAAAAA4o/bwrPoIYLmpA/s320/PB140291.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Took a picture with the New York policemen! Hehe xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Walkedaround Broadway, Wall Street, all those famous streets/avenue in New York. It’sjust coolness ttm lah! But if you take away the cool factor those streets arepretty much quite normal HEH. Oh then the even more awesome part came, wepassed by an occupy wall street demonstration and went super close to them!What I like about it is how they are policemen around but they allow thesedemonstrators to demonstrate so long as it is peaceful. And these demonstratorshave very, very creative and ingenious way of demonstrating. Some will evenpose for pictures! :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HD6M9XL7OZ0/TvM_Og67jnI/AAAAAAAAA44/yPPi-Nq-5po/s1600/PB140368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HD6M9XL7OZ0/TvM_Og67jnI/AAAAAAAAA44/yPPi-Nq-5po/s320/PB140368.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;New York Stock Exchange buildling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RrcoLuUXUv4/TvM-qRZIYbI/AAAAAAAAA4w/PVbZbOy5wIo/s1600/PB140318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RrcoLuUXUv4/TvM-qRZIYbI/AAAAAAAAA4w/PVbZbOy5wIo/s320/PB140318.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;The Occupy Wall Street&amp;nbsp;demonstrators! Love the creativity of the guy on the left!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Oh andthere’s a Chinatown in New York which really felt like I was in China, likeeven the streetnames were in Chinese, billboards all in Chinese. It felt,rather interesting seeing so much Chinese stuffs in a western place.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Beginningof 14 November was spent going up to the 86&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; storey of the empirestate building, beautiful view of Manhattan, though it would be nicer if it’sin the night I think, since seeing buildings everywhere of about the samecolours can get rather dull and boring. Oh but you can keep yourself occupiedby trying to spot iconic buildings from up there, like you can see the statueof liberty far far away haha! And this huge green patch surrounded by tonsabuildings which is the central park. Pretty cool concept, having one huge landin the middle of the island dedicated to nature, though its manmade la, but Ididn’t visit it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wEN4juZL6lg/TvNAH-cIV4I/AAAAAAAAA5I/zWP6rpxTqJM/s1600/PB150436.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wEN4juZL6lg/TvNAH-cIV4I/AAAAAAAAA5I/zWP6rpxTqJM/s320/PB150436.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;View at the 86th storey of the Empire State Building (accompanied by a pigeon!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Went to the central library WHICH IS JUST FRIGGING COOL TTM.So damn different from Singapore’s NLB and goshh it’s a must see okay! Theinterior gives the super Harry Potter feel and they have such rareeee books. Can’tdescribe the awesomeness of this library in words, really. Proceeded to thegrand central station, another damn cool place haha. I like how they have very English-ybuildings amongst the modern high-rise ones. Oh and I stood outside the stationfor like 5-10 minutes observing how after office hours along the streets ofManhattan looks like. Practically every other person on the street was talkingon the phone or sms-ing. And they all work super fast hahaha! It’s cool howfast-paced everything is here, but I think if I had to face this everyday it’llget quite D:.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XbcJ-OQkUyE/TvNAnSLPrNI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/zvaRGB9ZdWA/s1600/PB150511.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XbcJ-OQkUyE/TvNAnSLPrNI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/zvaRGB9ZdWA/s320/PB150511.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;SEE THE HARRY POTTER FEEL AT THE BACKGROUND!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PzCzLVDqQNw/TvNBGvFlQQI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/SHhFf7Gkfwo/s1600/PB150523.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PzCzLVDqQNw/TvNBGvFlQQI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/SHhFf7Gkfwo/s320/PB150523.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Exterior of the Grand Central Terminal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-97CI6zizuLc/TvM8vyWVk8I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/WBvNI69m7mA/s1600/PB130217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-97CI6zizuLc/TvM8vyWVk8I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/WBvNI69m7mA/s320/PB130217.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;How the street outside my hotel looks like SUPER CHIO OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BXEfl909wEc/TvM_sPnMkUI/AAAAAAAAA5A/-8yPqSXlziw/s1600/PB140402.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BXEfl909wEc/TvM_sPnMkUI/AAAAAAAAA5A/-8yPqSXlziw/s320/PB140402.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;The 4 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;♥ NY shirt I got for Callie, Jermia, Kaixuan and myself! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NiagaraFalls, Ontario (Canada)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;SHALL MOVEON TO CANADA! Arrived Niagara Falls on 15 November via a 10 hour bus ride. Causethe place is a tourist attraction, around it pretty much look like anotherGenting haha, with haunted houses, 4D movies, that kinda stuffs. The Falls honestlywasn’t that amazing when I first saw it cause I saw it from like far far awayfrom the hotel, couldn’t see the grandness of it from there. But going close toit, I must say it was spectacular, especially the horseshoe one. I didn’t findthe American Falls that appealing though. (Yea Niagara Falls is made up of 2falls – Horseshoe Falls and American Falls). Cause there weren’t much toexplore there, we went for a local day tour around the areas, visited achocolate factory (spammed ate sample chocolates there muahaha), chapel and a winery.Oh this was when I finally like a type of alcohol – called icewine. It’s likethey wait for grapes to be frozen and harvest it. Really expensive form ofwine. Though it tested more like syrup than wine haha, that’s why I like it!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qH514vJS3Fc/TvNBfBdjvHI/AAAAAAAAA5g/ewgMgNAcmTw/s1600/PB160598.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qH514vJS3Fc/TvNBfBdjvHI/AAAAAAAAA5g/ewgMgNAcmTw/s320/PB160598.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Tried to squeeze in both falls in a picture! Left side is the American Falls, right side Horseshoe Falls, though the right one doesn't look exactly nice here meh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZG60IhZcAzc/TvNB26-N3bI/AAAAAAAAA5o/Go9kCNAmkgM/s1600/PB170630.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZG60IhZcAzc/TvNB26-N3bI/AAAAAAAAA5o/Go9kCNAmkgM/s320/PB170630.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Behind the seagull is the American Falls! It's looks hazy cause of the impact of the Horseshoe Falls! (The bird is actually nearer to the Horseshoe one.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Toronto,Ontario (Canada)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Took a taxi(driven by a super nice Italian driver) to the bus terminal to take a Greyhoundto Toronto on 17 November! This place is like another New York haha, though maybenot as fast pace la. What is cool about Toronto is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;this 28km underground walkway linking shopping centres. Super duper coollah! It’s so that people will still shop despite harsh weather! We used that towalk to our hotel, and on the way Starbucks was giving out crème brule &amp;nbsp;frappe sample oyea~ Went to the St LawrenceMarket (super a lot of food items there, like EVERYTHING), and Bata Museum(shoe museum, pretty cool cause they talk about the different history of shoefrom the different cultures/religions).&amp;nbsp;The next day we went up the CN Tower, which according to Wikipedia, “T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;CN Tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;in Toronto, Canada, standing at553.3&amp;nbsp;m, was formerly the world's tallest completed freestanding structureon land. Opened in 1976, it was surpassed in height by the rising Burj Khalifaon September 12, 2007.&lt;/span&gt; It has the world's second highest public observationdeck at 446.5&amp;nbsp;m.&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Later in the evening we went to this placecalled Casa Nova, built by some super rich Canadian. It’s like this damn chiohugeass castle, witih like 90 plus rooms and 52 telephones and their very ownstables. The whole evening there I was trying to imagine myself living in it.Frigging big there’s even like a secret passageway and a tunnel and a lift. MADLA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uv9LFJupeyg/TvNCP5yinBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/MrhijRzl7JY/s1600/PB180748.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uv9LFJupeyg/TvNCP5yinBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/MrhijRzl7JY/s320/PB180748.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Avril Lavigne's sneakers with her signature on it! It was displayed in the Bata Museum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CHHfuiDgXok/TvNCnvvI6HI/AAAAAAAAA54/oXRoJhQXe3g/s1600/PB190808.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CHHfuiDgXok/TvNCnvvI6HI/AAAAAAAAA54/oXRoJhQXe3g/s320/PB190808.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;CN Tower!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xKq9i2i58gg/TvNDAfvsyrI/AAAAAAAAA6A/_vyaQcBQa-E/s1600/PB190816.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xKq9i2i58gg/TvNDAfvsyrI/AAAAAAAAA6A/_vyaQcBQa-E/s320/PB190816.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Casa Nova, not a very nice shot of the exterior though so please see the next picture haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GyPbO8mrtPY/TvNDZhN0bmI/AAAAAAAAA6I/Lg8q135v974/s1600/PB190818.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GyPbO8mrtPY/TvNDZhN0bmI/AAAAAAAAA6I/Lg8q135v974/s320/PB190818.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Damn pretty la! But my flash kinda spoilt the picture, but it'll look horrible without the flash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Montr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;al, Qu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;ébec (Canada)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pTHlKH_unVA/TvNDzcQ79gI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Nxs6-VuLOU8/s1600/PB210898.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pTHlKH_unVA/TvNDzcQ79gI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Nxs6-VuLOU8/s320/PB210898.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Interior of Notre Dame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Spent 19November in a train to Montr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;al. Had my first time real lifeFrench encounter at a metro station to buy tickets. The guy was superunfriendly gosh and I felt as if I forgot all my French, fortunately I couldunderstand his super fast “Je parle francais seulement.” LOL. Checked into ahotel with an epic newcomer receptionist, who had no idea where our room wasand brought us up and down the staircase, turned out it was in the same levelas the main lobby! Oh yea our hotel was surrounded around gay places which wasquite o.O. The next day we explored Old Montr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;al, visited thenotre dame which is this super chio chapel. Apparently there’s this part of thechapel which is so well known for holding weddings that you have to book like ayear in advance if you want your wedding to be held there. The guide was likejoking to us about it, saying “Don’t worry, you have a lot of time to changeyour mind.” LOLOL (Y) Oh and then was the first time I saw a confession roomtoo, you know those places where people who sinned will go into this room totell a priest but the priest cannot see him. SCARILY COOL HAHA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7h-gRO7MkhY/TvNERU1_SuI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/5D3MXF0hC9A/s1600/PB210943.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7h-gRO7MkhY/TvNERU1_SuI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/5D3MXF0hC9A/s320/PB210943.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Olympic Stadium surrounded by the flags&amp;nbsp;countries &lt;br /&gt;who won at least a gold medal during the games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Then we went totheir Olympic Stadium which was where the 1976 Olympics were held, pretty damnlong ago but the stadium was still super grand nevertheless! The guy whoconducted the guided tour was epicly zai, like he can memorise all the factsand figures so frigging well, and can translate it into French so quickly also,damn scary la! But it was interesting to know how they had to modify thearchitecture of the stadium as time passed cause they realized some featureswere impossible, like some retractable roof which failed (can’t remember why)so they built a permanent one instead. Oh and there’s this inclined tower whichis like inclined at 45 degrees or something and it’s the world’s tallestinclined structure. Pretty cool! Though cause the stadium is like so old, it’skinda like a white elephant already and they can’t destroy it either cause ofthe cost and everything, so it was kinda amusing when the guide told us howthey tried to make use of the space, dunno what kind of sports and performancevenues and whatnot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2gRnQjIU8Sk/TvNExQsJvXI/AAAAAAAAA6g/E0nT0witMDc/s1600/PB220980.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2gRnQjIU8Sk/TvNExQsJvXI/AAAAAAAAA6g/E0nT0witMDc/s320/PB220980.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Saint Joseph's Oratory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Went to a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;"&gt;basilica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="float: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;named&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Saint Joseph's Oratory&lt;/span&gt; the next day (21 Nov) which lookssuper, duper grand. Apparently &lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;ore than 2 million visitors and pilgrims visit theOratory every year&lt;/span&gt;. It’s built by Brother André and it’s damn cool causethey preserved his heart and stored it in the building for people to visit, andthey replicated the office he worked in and the hospital room he died in. Quiteamazed really. Sat in a worship session though it was all in French and I couldbarely understand it meh. Oh and they were selling holy water for 50 cents hahasuper interesting la!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;In the evening we headed to Mont Royal (a mountain) viapublic bus, it was frigging cold up there but the scenery was super beautifulomg. Especially when we were there when the sun was setting, plus all the citylights, absolutely stunning. Was quite shag when we went back to the hotelcause we walked so much, and just nice it was a Monday and this conveniencestore had Monday special which is any hot drinks of any size at only 99 centszomg. SUPER WORTH LA! So glad I could understand French else I’ll neverunderstand what the “ENFIN LUNDI” on the promotional poster meant! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yFFLsNuivqU/TvNFMOmUjII/AAAAAAAAA6o/flY9j6OH1y8/s1600/PB221002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yFFLsNuivqU/TvNFMOmUjII/AAAAAAAAA6o/flY9j6OH1y8/s320/PB221002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;The lighted cross on the top of Mont Royal, didn't post&amp;nbsp;a picture of the &lt;br /&gt;city night view cause my crappy camera did no justice to the scenery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O0dacRtnvN0/TvNFmIaGjHI/AAAAAAAAA6w/FZ_urDp1m4o/s1600/PB221008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O0dacRtnvN0/TvNFmIaGjHI/AAAAAAAAA6w/FZ_urDp1m4o/s320/PB221008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;The 99cents promo! (enfin lundi = only monday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Old Qu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;ébec, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Qu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ébec (Canada)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s0t1awHPQdA/TvNGAV8SmRI/AAAAAAAAA64/XXbGZJSJCsk/s1600/PB241085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s0t1awHPQdA/TvNGAV8SmRI/AAAAAAAAA64/XXbGZJSJCsk/s320/PB241085.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Snow everywhere~ ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Got to the busterminal to take a 2 hours coach ride to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Qu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;ébec City on22 November. We didn’t really know what to do here since we didn’t plan much,so we walked around on the first evening of arriving there and went to aTourist Information centre and this guy is superrr helpful, he practicallyhelped plan our 2 days there and he gave really, very good suggestions thatusually tourists wouldn’t go there. So after that as we were walking around,there was this black guy who tried to get our attention by saying “Bonjour”. Myparents were obviously quite freaked out and hurried forward to ignore him,then he continued by saying something like “Pouvez-vous prendre une photo pourmoi?” (Can you take a photo for me?). Somehow miraculously I could understandhim when usually I fail at understanding huge chunks of spoken French, wasquite scared but since I could understand him I went to help him lor, I thinkmy parents were still freaked out until they realized what his purpose was LOL.Then he helped us take a picture too, and somehow we made friends with him andfound out he’s from West Africa (zomgg ikrr), and we invited him to walk withus since we were walking around and he was alone, and he agreed la omg (oh his Englishnot bad de, but not exactly good either later you’ll know why). So my mum waslike telling me in Chinese haha we got a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;保镖&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; EPIC LA. He was like 185m tall and really looks kindaintimidating, even he told us that he was a ‘big boy’ LOLOLOL. We planned tohope on a 5 min ferry to get to another coast to see the night view of Old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Qu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;ébec, but he didn’t join us, either I failed at communicating what wewere trying to do in French, or he didn’t want to spend money, mehh felt alittle bad then. Then when we came back my parents and I were super high causeit was below 0 degrees and there were ice forming on the floor and we werehappily playing and crushing them. EPIC LA like children~&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The next day we explorethe lower part of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Qu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;ébec City, AND IT WAS SNOWINGGG like it alreadystarted snowing in the morning. I have seen snow before (in Harbin), but Ihaven’t witness snowing itself. So was pretty damn excited in the morning (hahait was very evident on Twitter), opened up my hotel window to touch the snow onthe ledge, and was being this happy girl announcing to everyone it’s snowingbuahaha!&amp;nbsp; Then as we walk, I was doingall sort of stuffs like opening my mouth to let snow enter to taste snow LOLLL.It’s really like super finely shaved ice kacang! Oh and like when walking I’lltry to step on places with untouched snow, ie super smooth snow haha thefeeling of stepping on ‘new’ snow is really awesome! Visited the citadel whichis like this star shape fortress served for protective function, still don’tquite get how it works till now though. But the guide who guided us is thisfrigging cool guy lah, he experienced five wars as an infantry, like how hesurvived all five la my gosh! And he even has medals for what he has gonethrough and he has already written in his will to put his medals in this medalcabinet in the citadel. It’s like tradition for soldiers to write that in theirwill. Frigging cool la zomg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--dhcoFXInsk/TvNGYyUiWsI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Eck56UNFmL8/s1600/PB251199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--dhcoFXInsk/TvNGYyUiWsI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Eck56UNFmL8/s320/PB251199.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;The Hurons have a really interesting language!&lt;br /&gt;That's how the streets are named in Wendake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;On 24 Novemeber wetravelled 15km away from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Qu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;ébec City via public bus to a village called Wendake. It’slike occupied by the natives of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Qu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;ébec, called theHurons. Though now they are mostly mixed and not pure Hurons (I think). When wearrived there we had quite a hard time finding the place of the touristattraction to see how the traditional Hurons lived like, cause there werehardly any signboards and hardly any people.&amp;nbsp;Fortunately we met this 79 year old guy who was walking for exerciseESPECIALLY WHEN IT WAS STILL SNOWING, omg and he walks quite briskly, a lotfaster than the average teen here, super &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;佩服&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;la! Arrived atthe native village and it was very interesting to know how the Hurons’lifestyle were like, like when planning a marriage the girl gets loads ofadvantage. Three weeks before the marriage the guy will come live at the girl’sclan house, and they will receive gifts from friends and relatives, and if themarriage doesn’t work out the guy has to go back home empty handed while thegirl keeps the gifts, and if it does both gets the gifts la. Plus if themarriage is successful the guy lives with the girl’s clan, not the other wayround. Pretty damn cool la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U_l5DYj-M4o/TvNGyjZUz3I/AAAAAAAAA7I/ecJUzSRa2Jo/s1600/PB251210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U_l5DYj-M4o/TvNGyjZUz3I/AAAAAAAAA7I/ecJUzSRa2Jo/s320/PB251210.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;A native Huron doll, I suppose they look like that in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eoobF_-1CC4/TvNRX14WdQI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Zu2sQrj5TRk/s1600/PB251241.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eoobF_-1CC4/TvNRX14WdQI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Zu2sQrj5TRk/s320/PB251241.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Montmorency Falls! Though this&lt;br /&gt;picture doesn't do justice to it hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We then took another bus to a waterfall calledMontmorency Falls. IT WAS FRIGGING BEAUTIFUL MY GOSH. It’s 84m high, 30m higherthan Niagara Falls, and omg there’s this over hanging bridge where you cancross over midway of the waterfall, plus sun was setting which made it evenmore beautiful with light shining on it. And the thing is there was hardlyanyone, unlike Niagara Falls which was filled with people and people. Got backto Old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Qu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;ébec and shopped at a supermarket for our dinner,cause we wanted to have a different dinner at our hotel room. I realized thattheir supermarket is A LOT MORE INTERESTING than our supermarket, they havesuper cool food la (can’t remember what heh paiseh). Then outside there wasthis natural ice skating rink which allowed people to skate for free so long asthey have their own skates, which made me think about how expensive kallangleisure park’s skating rink is hahaha! Then there was some belly dancing eventwhich attracted a lot of crowds but I felt rather …. cause those ladies didn’texactly have very nice figures (I’m sorry) so even though my mum insisted ontaking my camera to take pictures of them I forcefully refused to HAHA. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;25 November! Last daytravelling~ checked out and the reception guy was a mix of Irish and French andGreek. COOL TTM LA. We took a taxi to the bus terminal and the driver was a Moroccanand I could converse with him SUCCESSFULLY in French omg. Though quite failcause I had my first proper French conversation on the last day of the tripLOL. It’s simple French la, like how I felt about the place, the weather, how Ifind the people. Yeah, but my parents were damn amazed LOL cause they couldn’tunderstand a thing. My mum was totally like “WHY YOU NEVER CONVERSE IN FRENCHEARLIER!” after it. While waiting for our bus we went to a nearby market andthere was some Christmas fair going on. Tried alcoholic cidar omg one 9.5% inalcohol and the other 13%, never drank so much alcohol in my life before la,felt a little dazed after drinking it meh. Took a bus back to Mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;tr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;éal, then another bus back to New York (spent a night on the bus). Thenfrom New York took a plane to Incheon, then finally back to Singapore.Practically spent 26 November travelling la! Oh and cause I watched and used somuch of their entertainment system, the last flight back to Singapore I hardlytouched the screen and just listening to my music on my iTouch.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Oh and in IncheonAirport there was some promoting Korea thingum, where this bunch of people weredressed in the Korean traditional costume, got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;皇上&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;皇后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, and the prince and princess and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;大长今&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; kind of people DAMN COOL LA XD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Okay before I concludethis post, some &lt;b&gt;INTERESTING STUFFS&lt;/b&gt; of this trip! To make up the rather dry postup there (I hope it wasn’t that boring la..)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;1. Unlike inSingapore, you can eat whatever you want in their subway. Got quite a shock atfirst when I saw so many people taking their breakfast on the subway hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;2. Oh and unlikein Singapore, there’s no glass door/gate between the track and where thepassengers stand, so it can be really quite scary and dangerous.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;3. And theirsubway fees are really freaking expensive, Singaporeans really shouldn’tcomplain about expensive transport la! Like a one way ticket cost US$2.25 inNew York, and Canada $2.50 in Toronto. Really damn costly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;Oh this isreally quite random haha. Cause on day my dad was wearing rather dark colouredpants, with this black windbreaker, black gloves, black shoes, black haversackon 17 November which really reminded me of Lee Min Ho in City Hunter bahahhaa(and making me think of Kaixuan at the same time hahahaha!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;5. I realized thatCanada have really pretty low rise cottages around, and part of why it looks sopretty and homely is that most of them don’t have fences or barriers surroundthem, so it’s like just this small pathway right to their doorstep. Unlike inSingapore where (I think for security sake?), all the terraces/semi-detached/bungalowsare fenced and have gates, making it not really nice looking. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt;6. This is aboutwhether I look my age or not. Zzz. Cause when we took a train my dad bought ayouth ticket for me, and it was for people aged 13-17 I think, and the trainmaster could tell that I was below 17 years old for sure without checking mypassport. Ironically, when we were climbing up Mont Royal in Mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt;tr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt;éal, we met this super friendly female who thought my whole family werefriends. =.= Okay I shall forgive her LOL since it was like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt;天黑了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt; and we were wearing jackets and hoods and hats andstuffs so it’s harder to tell.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt;7. And the lovefor Chinese! At the hotel we stayed in in Mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt;tr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt;éal, there wasthis super enthusiastic old receptionist guy who kept greeting us with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt;你好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt;谢谢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt;! Once when my parents asked him some questions about Mont Royal he saidvisiting it in the night is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt;最好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt;! And his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt;最好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt; was superaccurately lah! And then when leaving he went on saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt;中国最好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="text-indent: -28px;"&gt; LOLOL even though we aren’t from China. Seriouslydamn cute la him!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;8. Oh and usuallyin most hotels you’ll see boiling kettle right, but in all the hotels we stayedthis time round they only provided coffee machine. (Why does this point soundrather boring when it’s supposed to be interesting?!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #DCECB0; font-family: inherit;"&gt;9. Oh and in Québec,the people are really nice la! Even if you wanna cross the road when there’s notraffic light or zebra crossing, like in the middle of a road, the cars WILLstop for you willingly and let you cross, like even if you didn’t signal forthem to stop or anything. Really impressive la!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ;"&gt;10. The cathedrals have DAMN GRAND ORGANS. Like thousand over pipes in them! For example the one below, taken in Notre Dame in&amp;nbsp;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Montr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;al has like 10,000 over pipes. MADNESS LA, BUT SUPER GRAND!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-69fXXjxjTto/TvNSfcNW_qI/AAAAAAAAA70/wTJ4mOf-WUU/s1600/PB210919.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ; color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-69fXXjxjTto/TvNSfcNW_qI/AAAAAAAAA70/wTJ4mOf-WUU/s320/PB210919.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" ;"&gt;Okay that's all for my super wordy post I think it's more than 4400 words with the captions. Hope it wasn't too boring? &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; Got pictures mahh should be okay la hor? Hehe thanks for reading through hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed this trip~ Okay after this post still needa post on 2011, and my work! (But wait for a while for them la hahaha) Anyway Merry Xmas in advance to everyone~ Spending my Christmas working in a hotel mehh don't know if I should be feeling happy or not HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-9168141261541225671?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/9168141261541225671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=9168141261541225671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/9168141261541225671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/9168141261541225671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/12/november-2011-trip.html' title='November 2011 Trip'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H404tfb-LTM/TvM7GfvE6II/AAAAAAAAA3w/gM607QxEFBw/s72-c/PB110070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-8314758593560342317</id><published>2011-11-11T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T00:01:01.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11.11.11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;ELEVENTH OF NOVEMBER YEAR TWO THOUSAND AND ELEVEN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;11.11.11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On this beautiful date, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;while many are declaring their love to their lifetime partner,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be spending it on a plane &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;travelling to the other side of the globe. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't miss my blogposts too much hehe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Though I hardly blog to start with aigoo bad me.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-8314758593560342317?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/8314758593560342317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=8314758593560342317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8314758593560342317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8314758593560342317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/11/111111.html' title='11.11.11'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-9050496728116660338</id><published>2011-11-03T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T21:37:48.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one day left</title><content type='html'>The day just before graduation day, just had to blog before the reality that I'm out of Nanyang already dawns on me. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHHH It's so ironic how I used to be really okay and quite looking forward to JC. Still remember during the dialogue session with Mdm Heng I told her I was quite okay about JC life, that was before EOYS. I honestly really looked forward to changes. But now as we go through JC stuffs briefing, and our days in Nanyang became lesser and lesser (wow now it's just one more day gosh), JC life really, really scares me to no end. Don't know why as I try imagining next year my heart gets really jumpy. D: It's not that I'm afraid of changes, but rather I don't know what kind of changes to expect, and so far all the briefings have been giving me a rather, not-very-nice change to expect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels so surreal that tomorrow, is really, REALLY DA END OF MY FOUR YEARS NANYANG ACADEMIC LIFE. Time passes too fast gosh! Nanyang has made me grown so much, and gave me so many beautiful memories that I doubt words can describe them well enough. All my classmates, teachers, have shaped me to who I am today, 我真的感激不尽. Though we will still see each other in JC, but everything will be so, so different that it kinda scares me. :/ AND IT ALSO FRIGGING SCARES ME THAT NEXT YEAR IS JC ALREADY. I mean like omg now we can't be as child-like, we're one step closer to A levels (OMGWTF), one step closer to being adults. LIKE OMGGGG WHY SO FAST. A levels just scares the shit out of me. RAWRR T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANT TOMORROW TO END URGH. CAN'T IMAGINE WHEN I GO HOME TOMORROW SERIOUSLY CANNOT IMAGINE IT AT ALL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay shall stop being so saddddd. Shall blog about the past few days stuffs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back EOYs results, and honestly they weren't quite up to my expectation, except for maybe LA expo which totally made me so proud of myself (HAHA), even reading my own essay makes me feel so smart (TROLOLOL). I guess my expecations for math and sciences are too high le. BUT GOSH TALKING ABOUT MATHS A MILLION F JUST WENT THROUGH MY BRAIN AGAIN LOL. I swear anybody who get my marks will feel like banging their head on the wall. I rather get one mark lower than get this mark. SERIOUSLY. Moreover it happened for both IM1 and IM2 papers. ASDFGHJKL. Missed the golden chance to have such a beautiful number on my report book. ): But well at least overall was quite good hoho, totally didn't expect that MSG so I have no complains about my results at all. (: First time I have that MSG printed black and white on my report book, so I daresay my academic stuffs in Nanyang ended on a really good note. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was all the mad Chinese lessons this week. They were honestly good but became torturous when you are sleepy, hungry, and freezing cold from the LT aircon. Felt a bit bad towards yls for not being exactly super focused when doing my stuffs. Aigo might just get my retribution when I get back my Os results. And oddly enough I have more confidence for French than Chinese. WTH right! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASS OUTING TODAY WAS AWESOME! Love the concept of being allowed to go anywhere as a class. Makes me feel that the school management really views us as 'young ladies' already HAHA. Though it was quite mind-wrecking to think of places that could accomodate the whole class, but the outing was awesomeeee! Taking public bus as a class is way cooler than taking some school chartered bus! The people on the bus were giving us this incredulously shocked expression as our whole class got up a particular bus one by one. SUPER FUNNY LA. And the driver had to wait quite long for all of us to get up the bus. Being smart sanba-ers, we pro-ly choped a shelter all for ourselves and started opening bridge gambling dens, like 3 groups of people playing bridge hoho. And Mrs Lai didn't stop us but instead wanted to learn! DAMN COOL SIA! Feasting while playing bridge was awesome, felt like some epic food machine chomping down so much chips HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN DOUBLE CYCLING WITH CALLIE! At first she totally couldn't control the double bike, but soon enough she managed to WHOOOTS. Super awesome biking with her hahah though abit scary she'll wobble sometimes D: 吓死我了! And I still feel zibei that I can't cycle, thankully there's such thing as double bikes HAHA. Eh but isn't double bikes more fun? Like you have a companion to talk to while cycling, compared to cycling yourself, though it's nice and peaceful but abit lonely? No? Okay maybe it's just me hm. BUT THE STUPIAK CYCLING MADE MY BUTT SO PAIN AIGO. Is it just my weight or there's some physics theory that the more you cycle the more pressure your butt exerts on the bicycle's seat? Okay I'm just being lame ignore me LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYYY TO AWESOME CLASS OUTING 408 IS THE LOVE! :D AND NOOO TOMORROW WHYYY NOOOOO T.T Though I'm tired and I really wanna sleep cause of today's super tiring but fun outing, but once I sleep tomorrow will come really quickly and poof away as usual OMG NOOOO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-9050496728116660338?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/9050496728116660338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=9050496728116660338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/9050496728116660338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/9050496728116660338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-day-left.html' title='one day left'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-7127376602472045968</id><published>2011-10-27T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T23:53:03.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I believe that two people can last together. Through disagreements and accidents and those little things that somehow manage to gather between us - part time jobs and time, mountains, rivers, all the unmaterialized dreams, all the sloppy hopes, the numbers and the words and the miles and the things we always swore we’d do but never did. Those things don’t matter. They never did. Sometimes we let them because it’s easier that way. To blame loss on anything but our own selves, right? My god, why is that so hard? To take the blame for letting go of something that had potential. It’s hard to not say it was distance or loneliness or just the irrefutable fact that “We wanted two different things” — like sacrificing for something greater is now suddenly equivalent to compromising for something worthless. We use these things as excuses for why we just couldn’t do it anymore. Why we just had to give up. Maybe because we were tired, or we just got scared. Because we didn’t want to feel so lonely anymore. Maybe because it’s so much easier to just start over again with somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to try to fix things with your own hands. It’s hard to build that lost momentum. It requires a fight for something we believe to be lost, work and patience. A certain amount of energy and a certain amount of struggle. It means we have to believe that we can build something transcendent with the parts we were given. It means we have to find it in ourselves to want someone through our own faulted expectations, through the ugly things and the messiness of time or that unpredictable quality of trust. It means that when someone finally lets go of all their static fantasies about love we have to stop calling that “settling” and start seeing it for what it really is: wanting someone even when they’re not who you thought you wanted them to be. It means accepting that this person you’ve invested all this time into is in fact a living and breathing thing; not an idea that you can twist and turn when it gets old and worn. That they are full of their own distinct perceptions of this place you both collided in — and sometimes theirs just won’t be the same as yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that’s when it’s easy to just call it all off. When you just can’t keep pretending they’re everything you thought. And it’s too hard to change for somebody in the small ways we sometimes need to change. Yeah, that’s right. I think that sometimes it’s not so fucking awful to make sacrifices for the people that we love. That’s not called settling, it’s called being selfless for once in our stupid selfish lives. Our selfish lives where we spend all our time coveting things from people who we decide aren’t good enough on a whim, where it’s always about what we want and not anyone else. It’s not “settling” if you choose to be unguarded for someone who will hold all your dark and sad parts and not just call them yours but instead “ours”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is true that some people just aren’t meant for that. Sometimes shit happens and the whole thing was just a mistake built off a preliminary mistake that we tried our hardest to look at like it was something much prettier once. Sometimes we fool ourselves into thinking someone was this strange and beautiful thing we later realize they never were from the start, and we move on from them to look for someone worth all those sad mistakes that we pined for before. But most of the times it is is our own fault. Most of the time it is our own selfishness, our guardedness, it is all those stupid people who told us that love should be effortless, that it should materialize out of nowhere and never be hard or require change. People always change. And that’s what’s so hard, right? People are always fucking changing. And sometimes they don’t leave room for us when they do, sometimes they don’t wait up for us to change too. And that’s so hard, it’s so lonely and afflictive, like we weren’t worth the wait, we weren’t worth the effort. But I think people can change together. And I think the dynamic of their love can change together too. I believe that two people can last through the things that break everyone else into halves."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-7127376602472045968?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/7127376602472045968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=7127376602472045968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/7127376602472045968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/7127376602472045968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-believe-that-two-people-can-last.html' title=''/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-6037667564940118572</id><published>2011-10-24T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T21:43:11.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girls bring the boys out!</title><content type='html'>It's high time to get down to blogging after a month of hiatus. And today is a rather perfect time to do so cause it's the day before returning of exam scripts. Heh. A tad nervous about it, but at the same time wishing this week wouldn't pass by so quickly cause it ain't nice to know that you're one step closer to leaving nanyang, and the thought of having a week of Chinese lessons next week kinda creeps me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall try to recall as many stuffs as possible (though this will fail cause my memory isn't good at all) that happened during my blog hiatus period. Well the week counting up to EOYs were rather eventful, never thought I had the ability to completely not sign into MSN for a day when I'm at home, and even completely not switch on my laptop. What exam stress does to people is (Y). And come to think about it now, the 3 weeks of EOYs seem to pass by unexpectedly fast, true to what I always told myself during that period, everything will be over once you know it. Really glad my nose didn't screw up big time during the papers, though it did a little during IH and during home learning days (in which I completely died during the latter - screwed up nose even affected my throat). And I thoroughly enjoyed taking exams in the hall. I don't know why, but the feeling of having the whole cohort starting the paper at the same second same place is just.. immensely cool! Though the aircon was like full-blast cold, at least I could make full use of my wushu jacket before I leave nanyang. And I like the fact that I was sitting somewhere at the back of the hall, could always look up and observe the back of fellow schoolmates when I finished my papers before times up. And how amusing stuffs could happen before the start of some papers, like once Mr Eric Tan's math failed completely when he was writting the end time of one of the paper. Like he calculated wrongly twice in a row, sending the whole hall into laughter and a bit of chaos haha. And it's really heartening to see the subject teachers you like invigilating near you, it somehow gave me a sense of assurance and security. And I know it will be weird to say this, but I'll miss taking exams in our 爱礼堂.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-exam period (ie now) was rather.. weird? Immediately after our physics paper most of my class was like on drugs high or something. And I felt oddly calm and normal, with Kaixuan HAHA. People were like screaming and shouting and like omgggit'soverrr and I'm all like hmmm right it's over okayy what now. HAHA. Then 1/3 of 408 went to Bukit Timah Shopping Centre right after the paper, where Jermia, Kaixuan and I chose to ate at subway (more value for money choice yooo!) and the rest ate at Pizza Hut. THAT SUBWAY LUNCH WAS EPICLY EPIC HOHO I totallyyy love our Screw Weihui's Facebook Account Plot! It's amazing how creative we can be hahhaha! Then after eating we were totally loitering around the mall, standing in front of some DVD shop just talking like that LOL. Back home was just weird, felt totally weird not opening books, felt totally weird just using my laptop for the whole night hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had PSL camp on Thursday, Friday and Saturday. Oddly enough I was more than willing to go back to Nanyang though it's marking days, cause it's the last few days you get to go back to Nanyang as a Nanyang girl, might as well make full use of it right! And being seniors in the camp was funnnnnn! Slackish-ly fun though we were exhausted too HAHA. It's like we could do whatever we want at our own pace, especially the last day breakfast haha. Whole canteen to ourselves, and talking to Miss Lydia Teo was really very, very nice. Love how it's so easy to talk to her and she doesn't give you that kind of I'm-a-teacher-I'm-more-superior-that-you aura. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay as I type these out I realised my life is really quite boring. LIKE NOTHING ELSE TO BLOG ABOUT LEH. =.= Oh now I'm feeling really bad for not helping my parents plan our family's US trip. Cause the past few marking days when I'm at home I'm totally just spamming Running Man. Gosh. But it's an awesomeeeee variety show teehee! Yea so after today must really start getting down to serious planning work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OMG I CAN'T WAIT FOR TMR AFTER SCHOOL LALALALA ABIT SCARED BUT WHATEVER HAVE TO TAKE A LEAP OF FAITH AHHHH HOPE IT'LL BE FUN AND I WON'T DIE AHHHHH. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-6037667564940118572?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/6037667564940118572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=6037667564940118572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/6037667564940118572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/6037667564940118572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/10/girls-bring-boys-out.html' title='girls bring the boys out!'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-4938185293419457481</id><published>2011-09-13T21:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T21:44:00.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>像孩子依赖着肩膀 像眼泪依赖着脸庞</title><content type='html'>Gonna take a break from math. Math is addictive really, it somehow managed to make me more awake LOL! But occasionally it'll make me really lost and irritated with myself and stressed. Like today oh god I don't know what was happening to my brain I couldn't process those sec 3 application of differentiation question, ended up stoning blankly at all the numbers and equations blankly which frightened me to no end, I don't know why. Then somehow started being really panicky and scared for EOYs cause like everyone around me is like already hardcore mugging already. Was totally T.T after math before lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but gosh lunch was EPICCC. Haha bought 2 burgers cause there was IH mass lecture at LT (felt like I was feasting in the LT LOL). AND WOW THE LT WAS FULL LIKE SHIT. Damn epic when I entered I went like O.O WOAAAA. All chairs were filled up, the stairs aisle filled to, right behind the LT filled, space around the mini stage in the front filled too, and apparently people ended up sitting outside the LT cause there was no space. Seriously epicness la! Oh but the IH lecture was super entertaining haha limchowhoon is such a joker! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the main reason why I wanna blog today is about today's LA period. Never felt this irritated this fuming with something so injust before. I mean like we all know our group sequence for the socratic seminar, and obviously the original first group knew that they were going up first, so by logic they should know that today is their day to present and they should have prepared beforehand. And for other groups knowing that they are not the first they can prepare sometime later cause they won't be presenting today! And somehow this group had to go cook up some fuss and somehow the LA rep ended up asking the class for a revote of sequence. Which no one agreed to (well no one put up their hands), but she went ahead with the revotes. This led to another group who knew that they weren't going to present to present today, and it's super duper unfair to them cause they have zero preparation CAUSE THEY DIDN'T KNOW THEY'LL PRESENT TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like obviously the first group knew they were going to present first since they were so against going up to present, SO IT'S THEIR RESPONSIBILITY TO PREPARE BEFOREHAND WHAT. I mean obviously you should know that you're presenting today, and even if you don't know, too bad, just take that responsibility and present first, instead of making some group who had no idea they would present to present first. It's like freaking selfish. If I were them and I knew I was supposed to go first but somehow forgot to prepare or something, I'll still go up what. I just can't stand how freaking unreasonable they are, using such stupid reason that they were first in sequence last time cause a lot of people couldn't present as they have LOA, to escape presenting first. I'm not saying presenting first is a big deal or what, but I just can't stand how unfair it is for the group who had to present first (today) after today's redraw. And somehow I think part of the reason the original first group refused to go up is because it's graded and they really care about their marks. .__. SELFISH MUCH OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least nigelkaw gave some time for today's group to prepare, though I felt that it was still unfair to them nevertheless, but they pulled it off pretty well really! And I have deep respect for them lah, like they could so calmly go up and just did impromptu socratic seminar, whereas if I were them I'll just be cursing and pointing my middle finger in my heart to the original first group. Especially when nigelkaw was pissed with the class cause this issue took some time to settled, I really respected the first person of today's group who stood up to just proceed with today's seminar. In a way it's also quite good to go first lah, since you can save preparation time at home to mug EOYs and somehow going for a discussion with a knowing-that-I'll-screw-it-so-whatever attitude makes you less nervous (well for me, lol experience from the last panel discussion). But I'm still irritated with the other group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I don't belong to any of the above group so yep. I'm this 第三者 so don't mind me haha. But I've pretty much chilled already, just that during that period I was quite #*($^*#^*@#. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;你就像天使一样&lt;br /&gt;给我依赖&lt;br /&gt;给我力量&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-4938185293419457481?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/4938185293419457481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=4938185293419457481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/4938185293419457481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/4938185293419457481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='像孩子依赖着肩膀 像眼泪依赖着脸庞'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-3183018843061138637</id><published>2011-09-03T22:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T22:47:29.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clothes buffet!</title><content type='html'>Just had to blog about the clothes buffet I went to this afternoon with Shichun after HSK (joke Chinese proficiency test lol)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EBDoyQkInE0/TmI4k3WISII/AAAAAAAAA2M/YQHZxrX9Vfg/s1600/clothes%2Bbuffet%2Binstructions.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EBDoyQkInE0/TmI4k3WISII/AAAAAAAAA2M/YQHZxrX9Vfg/s400/clothes%2Bbuffet%2Binstructions.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648139088659236994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first when I reached there Shichun was there queuing already, but we were deliberating whether to drop out of the queue cause the queue wasn't moving and there seems to be not much clothes and there were tonsa people. We were afraid that there was not enough time to stuff stuffs in or there's not enough clothes to our liking to make full use of the 38 bucks we paid for. But somehow we didn't have the guts to get out of the queue and might as well take a risk since this is our first experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no we didn't regret going in at all. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wait wasn't that long honestly, well it didn't feel long though we waited about an hour. And the bag seemed quite small at first haha I was desperately trying to stretch it more vertically and horizontally but kinda failed cause the material was too strong. And Shichun interviewed a few people who have finished buffet-ing how many clothes they got, and most of them got around 7 pieces, which is really not bad already! But little did we knew that we would stuff in a lot more clothes HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the dimension of the bag provided to stuff in clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fHdpqAkqdcs/TmI4klJYDlI/AAAAAAAAA2E/EdJuV-qNabk/s1600/clothes%2Bbuffet%2Bbag%2Bdimension.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fHdpqAkqdcs/TmI4klJYDlI/AAAAAAAAA2E/EdJuV-qNabk/s400/clothes%2Bbuffet%2Bbag%2Bdimension.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648139083773906514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went in and honestly for the first few minutes everything seemed like a blur, didn't see much stuffs that caught my eyes at first but slowly I started collecting more clothes haha. Clothes were flung everywhere to the floor and every corner had clothes, it was quite chaotic-ly fun to a certain extent haha. Last few minutes were spend grabbing items that weren't that bad and seemed like it could squeeze in nicely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and you must really roll and compress your clothes when you put it in the bag, especially the first few. Not a good idea to just stuffs and push everything in haha. And even if it seems like it's full already must use your WHOLE BODY WEIGHT to compress the stack of clothes! Thanks to that I managed to stuff in another DENIIM shorts and cropped top! Oh and fill EVERY CORNER WITH CLOTH HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tadaaa here are my 收获s (went to Scape to empty everything haha):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5gx1iXIpP-0/TmI7FIIxnFI/AAAAAAAAA2U/iTj1SF3p0Wc/s1600/CLOTHES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5gx1iXIpP-0/TmI7FIIxnFI/AAAAAAAAA2U/iTj1SF3p0Wc/s400/CLOTHES.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648141841945697362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 items which included a pair of denim shorts and 3 long tank I'm honestly impressed by how much I could squeeze in. And Shichun stuffed a record-breaking 12 pieces HAHA cos all her clothes are the flimsy light texture kind! We really impressed the guy who passed our bags haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJff2PxjFWY/TmI8KojGZTI/AAAAAAAAA2c/0K_ElJNRRzQ/s1600/LALA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJff2PxjFWY/TmI8KojGZTI/AAAAAAAAA2c/0K_ElJNRRzQ/s400/LALA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648143036057019698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe can totally tell the difference in styles of our clothes choice! I'm really glad the shop has diverse kinds of style of clothes! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ktYbRbxkiGE/TmI8KgW27bI/AAAAAAAAA2k/3vVVfQTlHIo/s1600/HAPPY%2BPPL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ktYbRbxkiGE/TmI8KgW27bI/AAAAAAAAA2k/3vVVfQTlHIo/s400/HAPPY%2BPPL.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648143033858190770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're satisfied people! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and after the buffet they even allowed us to choose a free hair accessory and gave us a $1 voucher! Although $1 seems small but it's super worth it cause we bought a drink for 20 cents using that voucher after the buffet! Nice way to end the tiring stuffing in of clothes haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to H&amp;M to see see how nice their clothes were cause so many people are mad over it, and gosh there was a freaking queue which stretched all the way to Zara at Somerset 313. MADNESS! So we decided to walk to Scape to take a look at the flea, and when we were crossing the junction outside H&amp;M to Scape direction, coincidentally a bunch of H&amp;M models were crossing the road towards H&amp;M direction! And we were walking at such a prime location that we walked BETWEEN the 2 rows of models, and there were at least 10 of them omg. THEY WERE LIKE LESS THAN HALF A METRE AWAY FROM US. And they are so tall so shuai so chio gosh! Was totally hyperventilating after it SEEING THEM SO CLOSE IS TOTALLY MORE WORTH IT THAN QUEUING TO ENTER H&amp;M! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously love today! Felt totally high and accomplished all the way back home hehe! Great way to start the holidays hehe! But after this is back to reality and EOYS. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-3183018843061138637?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/3183018843061138637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=3183018843061138637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/3183018843061138637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/3183018843061138637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/09/clothes-buffet.html' title='clothes buffet!'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EBDoyQkInE0/TmI4k3WISII/AAAAAAAAA2M/YQHZxrX9Vfg/s72-c/clothes%2Bbuffet%2Binstructions.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-4524687879638735157</id><published>2011-08-29T14:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T14:52:03.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>city hunter ♥</title><content type='html'>Just finished watching City Hunter last night! Gah still suffering from post city hunter blues but it's dying down le. Yesterday was totally AHHHH la omg. Got so many heart attacks from the last episode, all the suspense, action, and especially LEEMINHO'S HOTNESS! I realised he looks damn damn good in dramas, and omg he's seriously damn good in this drama, BOF IS NOTHING COMPARED TO THIS OMG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how there's such great balance between action scenes, love scenes, and father-child relationship, etc etc. It's like all the characters were super well developed, especially in the end when there was this super touching scene by his 'father' and I was totally T.T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how the plot is super super duper witty. All the clashes in characters when they are closely related somehow. I don't know how to describe here la else I'll be giving away too much spoilers to those who have yet to watch it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and how the plot incorporates a lot of values lah. Like what you really define as justice. Although someone can be doing something for the greater good of people, but using unjust means to do that, he is still considered just or not? And how if you're a prosecutor and you have a father who has done lots of corruptive stuffs, would you choose the law or blood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's totally not your typical kdramas with love triangles or love squares and family problem and stuffs. The beginning of the drama is so different already lah! And in practically every episode there are heart droppping moments. What's even better is that if I'm not wrong almost all the action scenes were done by leeminho himself. (Okay yea I watched the behind the scenes vids and HE REALLY DID THOSE ACTION STUFFS HIMSELF OMG) He's seriously good okay omg. He has grown so much from being that rich boy look in bof to the current tough and bad boy look. Gosh I love his character in the drama lah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xtQsGkHMdsg/Tlsxs-OpFKI/AAAAAAAAA1k/KEYBbwTQzM8/s1600/city-hunter-ost-part-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xtQsGkHMdsg/Tlsxs-OpFKI/AAAAAAAAA1k/KEYBbwTQzM8/s400/city-hunter-ost-part-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646161206527464610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I TOTALLY SHIP LEEMINHO AND PARKMINYOUNG COUPLE OMG THEY LOOK SO CUTE TOGETHER. :D And their chemistry in the drama is daebakkk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HOW CAN LEEMINHO LOOK SO SHUAI AND COOL OMG D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ftFmm558YpI/TlsxtLjH5HI/AAAAAAAAA1s/y9ygrrmgT5o/s1600/LEEMINHO%2BEP20%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ftFmm558YpI/TlsxtLjH5HI/AAAAAAAAA1s/y9ygrrmgT5o/s400/LEEMINHO%2BEP20%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646161210103030898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I printscreen-ed this while watching the last episode HAHA. And several other scenes where he looked damn good! xD HOW CAN SOMEONE LOOK SO FLAWLESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I needa chill LOL. It's been ages since I last fangirl this badly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DARESAY THIS IS ONE OF THE BEST MODERN KDRAMAS I'VE EVER WATCHED. Oh but if you are the kind who likes romantic comedy then this is not for you lah. :/ BUT IT'S STILL AWESOME LOVE LEEMINHO'S ACTING IN IT! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Totally siao liao dedicating a whole post to this drama!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-4524687879638735157?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/4524687879638735157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=4524687879638735157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/4524687879638735157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/4524687879638735157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/08/city-hunter.html' title='city hunter ♥'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xtQsGkHMdsg/Tlsxs-OpFKI/AAAAAAAAA1k/KEYBbwTQzM8/s72-c/city-hunter-ost-part-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-2791346201401073625</id><published>2011-08-22T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T19:53:16.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>/</title><content type='html'>Really, really want to rant to somebody. ): Okay I've ranted to one/two people already, but somehow it doesn't make me feel any less annoyed. I want to rant to YOU, cause you always seem to be able to find the right words to make me better regardless of situation. At times like this I'll start realising how I'm still not used to not talking to you anymore. I'll be so tempted to want to initiate a conversation, but something keeps reminding how you hardly ever initiate a convo with me. In fact the last time was like nearly 3 months ago. Seems like you really don't want to talk to me anymore. And at the same time I shouldn't disturb you just cause of the small little problems I'm feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why I'm so annoyed. Annoyed with myself I guess. And I'm annoyed by how I'm blowing this issue up when that person is most probably happily having dinner now. WHY DOES SHE HAVE NO MORAL GOSH. It's like somehow I feel like I've been stupidly taken advantage of. Why didn't I realised earlier, WHY AM I SO KIND. Not like she ever helped me of any sort before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how this world is so unfair. Okay not the world is unfair, is people with no morals making everything unfair. Was bloody irritated with this classmate who was doing assignment when the rest of the class were rehearsing for teacher's day concert. I mean it's not like the assignment was due that morning, in fact it's supposed to be done TWO DAYS LATER and I bet most of the class have not started on it. And at least show some respect to the in charge right? What's the harm of just stopping your assignment for a while and participate in the rehearsal? CAN'T FRIGGING STAND THESE KIND OF EPITOME OF SELFISHNESS PEOPLE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying not to let these people affect me, but I don't know why they are. Usually I'm not like this. Maybe because I'm at my all time low now? I don't know I'M NOT LIKE THIS GOSH. Gotta get over it no use HILARY NO USE DWELLING ON THESE CRAP NOT WORTH IT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED YOU TO RANT TO. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ignore that previous statement I'll be independent and deal with it myself. Take it as a learning point I guess, to not let myself get taken advantage of in the future. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY I HELPED HER I MUST BE NUTS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then at the same time I feel like I'm being to mean and bad having these kind of thoughts. Gah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Life still goes on. Gotta learn to tolerate the presence of these kind of people. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-2791346201401073625?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/2791346201401073625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=2791346201401073625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/2791346201401073625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/2791346201401073625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_22.html' title='/'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-6000285946314887863</id><published>2011-08-20T20:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T22:31:03.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Si Tu Savais</title><content type='html'>Okay 3 main things to blog about today just in case I forget. Dialogue, MAD open class, and extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dialogue session with Mr Viswa Sadasivan was very very very good omg. It's so awesome that it's so hard to describe the awesomeness of his dialogue session cause you just gotta be there in person to experience it first hand. He's such a natural speaker (he didn't use any scripts or powerpoint slides at all). So engaging that my eyes were wide open (even though usually friday after school is the shaggiest period of the week), I was sitting at the edge of the chair listening intently to him while scribbling tons and tons of notes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the topic of the dialogue is the changing paradigm in Singapore politics. He started the dialogue by telling us how politics changed in Singapore, because more people got more educated through compulsory education, they formed their own opinion of how Singapore is being governed, and began to challenge the unspoken 'social contract', whereby the government will provide people with their basic needs and in return the people need to be submissive to the government's actions. Besides education, television played a part in changing people's thinking, because people start to compare their living standards with other people from different countries, instead of people who are also living in Singapore. Internet and globalisation played a part too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, in our generation, we view basic needs (such as housing, food, water), which were viewed as luxuries in the past, as a given, and the government cannot purely rely on these basic needs to get the people's support. This can be seen clearly in this year's General Election watershed. People were voting on national issues (eg minister's pay) rather than constituency issues (eg HDB upgrading works), people want more significant changes by the government and not just material changes. Hence, this something the government needs to work on - making bolder changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another point he brought up is that, in the 21st century, the government's challenge is to MANAGE SUCCESS, since we have already past the stage of ACHIEVING SUCCESS in Singapore. This is especially important, because Singapore has one of the biggest income gap distribution in the world, despite our GDP growth being one of the highest. This means that people at the higher level of society are earning tons of money, but people at the lower end are struggling to cope with the rest of society. WHICH IS BAD RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another challenge the government faces is finding solutions. In the past, most solutions to problems were technical solutions (eg. impose fines to people who littered), however this is less significant now because people are earning a lot more money, and paying these fines are not difficult for them. Hence technical solutions work a lot less effectively now, and finding solutions for complex problems is increasingly difficult (eg minister's pay - if don't cut pay, people still unhappy; if cut pay, people will say that the government over-valued ministers in the past - a case where you are damned if you do and damned if you don't).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence all these have resulted in some changes in Singapore: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, there will be a re-equilibration of power between the government and the people being governed. People are more empowered and emboldened (due to their education), this has led to the humbling of the government (evidenced by PM Lee's apology speech during GE). This may translate into power sharing between the elected government and civil society, for civil society, in terms of cyberspace driven non-government organisation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, the government needs to question themselves - what is their role? The government needs to provide creative changes as there is a greater demand for more quantem significant changes (evidenced from issues being raised in meet-the-people sessions), and the government cannot just pay lip service to the people (people are smarter now!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thirdly, the media in Singapore is not seen as the sole purveyor of information anymore. Mediacorp is seen as part of the government, hence people will view it as less credible and turn to other forms of media such as the Internet. This may be dangerous for Singapore since the media is essential in giving important crucial information, and with Singaporean's attention directed to other forms of media, these information might not be effectively communicated through. Hence the government needs to liberalise media to increase its credibility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also brought up an interesting point, on how ministers need to be more human. Because ministers are trying to act tough by showing that they are not doing populist actions (doing actions to gain popularity and support), so much that they get swung to the opposite end where they dehumanise themselves instead. Mr Viswa recounted a conversation with LKY, asking him why he has never seen a picture with LKY carrying a baby in it. LKY responded by saying he does not believe in carrying babies. However, isn't carrying babies a very natural thing to do? Since LKY is a father himself! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ministers need to strike a balance between doing the right thing (even if it's not popular) and retaining likeability by getting respect from the population, and not instilling fear in them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Viswa also feels that there are many politically talented Singaporeans, the problem is that there is no political system to allow these talents to step up. (which I totally agree okay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He mentioned alot of other stuffs la, but this is the main gist of what he said. I might not have phrased it in a nice way :/ so if it isn't coherent blame me not him hahhaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then today I went for HCJC's MAD open class (modern) with Callie and Pingghee. It was really an eye-opener lah, I have never attended these kind of dance lessons before. The PT at the beginning was really cool cos they do PT (like crunches, planks, pushup positions) with pop songs like 3 by Britney Spears, which is super fun lah! Should recommend that to wushu one day haha! Stretching was not bad, though I realised how horrible my left leg was compared to my right leg.. severely imbalanced aigo, Then did a few ballet-like movement, okay I think they ARE ballet movement, felt slightlyyyy awkwardddd cause I have totally no experience in ballet and I'm not the kind who will do these kind of graceful movements (hiphop yo yo person here yooo). So yea felt slightly paiseh. Oh but the only 2 guys in the batch in front of me were quite hilarious when doing the ballet movements haha. Oh my favourite part was learning the last set of choreography. It's super superrr cool lah it's really that kind of choreo where you can 发挥 a lot with it. Though I'm not exactly good but I love the choreo! Super expressive! But nah, I doubt I'll go for modern, totally no experience in ballet ain't good at all haha, plus modern isn't really my style lah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the open class we were caught in the SUPER HEAVY RAIN RAWR &gt;( horrible shit, went to seek shelter in poolside cafe to wait for the rain to lighten, cause the poolside cafe restaurant wasn't opened .__. But the rain didn't seem to be getting lighter, tried to call someone living in hc boarding school to lend us an umbrella but turned out he was in sentosa which was apparently very bright and sunny .__. Pingghee and I totally couldn't take it anymore and just decided to walk to the bus stop despite the heavy rain, and miraculously the rain got a lot lighter while we were waiting for the bus. SO WE WENT SIXTH AVENUE'S ASTON FOR LUNCH OYEA. It was like 4.10pm by then already. I was so damn hungry that after finishing a plate of Aston's grilled chicken I wasn't full at all in fact I got even hungrier, so much that I went to order another plate of shredded chicken horfun (its serving is a lot bigger than the usual servings outside). And I managed to finish both food in about 30 mins gosh. Madness okay I'm totally shocked by my appetite. Amazing thing is my stomach wasn't bloated at all and I can still feel a bit of abs (HAHAH). And when I got home my stomach growled .__. Omg. Now I know why I never get full by my school's food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay and the extra thing, was msn-ing with this friend and she told me this very interesting perspective that I just wanted to paste here for memory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the best way to get over it is to tell myself that the old ____(insert whatever name) is dead&lt;br /&gt;*and that old dead _____ would have wanted me to be happy&lt;br /&gt;*and now, i feel&lt;br /&gt;*when you break up, it's not the end of the world&lt;br /&gt;*it's not a boyfriend/girlfriend we need, it's love&lt;br /&gt;*when a breakup happens, it simply means that love has left us - temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;*don't take it too hard - it will come back, perhaps in the form of a different person,&lt;br /&gt;*a different way of loving&lt;br /&gt;*but it's still the same old love coming back.&lt;br /&gt;*a boyfriend is simply the "incarnate" of the love that is to be upon us.&lt;br /&gt;*something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not implying anything by pasting this here, but just that I find the perspective of breakup so different and interesting! Don't you think so too? By viewing it as interesting doesn't mean I agree with it okay! Haha I'm neutral about it, though the pov is still so interesting haha I'm just repeating myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;De partager la route, ton bonheur est le mien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-6000285946314887863?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/6000285946314887863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=6000285946314887863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/6000285946314887863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/6000285946314887863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/08/si-tu-savais.html' title='Si Tu Savais'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-8366503079015569113</id><published>2011-08-12T19:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T20:42:49.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Measure in Love</title><content type='html'>Have been thinking quite a lot about life these few days. Don't you find life just so beautiful, but yet so complicated at the same time? Sometimes it feels as if what we're learning in school now isn't going to help at all in our future lives. :/ Facts, memory work, math problems, essays and essays, do they really help in shaping our lives in the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wonder how your parents actually end up getting together and married eventually? Somehow being a teenager now, it seems really impossible how two people can understand each other, click so well together to advance to that stage. All the relationship complications I observe around me, how it seems like people are always falling in love with people who don't love them back, how it seems like two people who love each other are just not made to be together. It really make me doubt that one truly have a soulmate in this world. Do &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;believe in soulmates? Watching dramas, it gives me this very idealistic romantic viewpoint of love, but I know for sure that reality is far from that. So really, how do two people end up marrying? So many people in this world, is it by fate or chance or something else that these two actually meet? And even if they do, what gives them the ability to overcome countless of obstacles, compromises along the way? Maybe I'm too young to know all these, but still, food for thought. Sometimes I wished I was living in a drama, where my whole life is already scripted and planned for me, and most probably it'll be a happy ending. Heh what am I thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"愛情是一種遇見，不能等待也沒有準備"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love really is one interesting thing. I can spend hours thinking about it, but not getting any solid answers. Oh well, hopefully time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing, have you ever wondered how life can be so unfair. Some people can work ever so hard to achieve what they want, but fail terribly in the end. While others who are naturally smarter and have smarter genes, studying last minute and still being able to get full marks. It's like sometimes I feel as if no matter how hard I study, I'll always get around the same marks. There's like no motivation for me to push myself, cause somehow in the end my results will always be expected. It's like some people's brains are just wired to function better and more efficiently somehow. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a food for thought haha. No idea why I'm in such deep reflective mood nowadays. To a point that somebody thought I was emo and wanted to counsel me HAHAHA. Ooops! Nah, I'm still me, no worries. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes&lt;br /&gt;How do you measure the life of a woman or a man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-8366503079015569113?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/8366503079015569113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=8366503079015569113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8366503079015569113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8366503079015569113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/08/measure-in-love.html' title='Measure in Love'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-4770865771291045762</id><published>2011-08-11T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T00:35:49.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>USS!</title><content type='html'>Posted this on tumblr already, but I shall repost this here for memory sake! Since that post on tumblr will most probably disappear from the first page quite soon haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/267360_2303006176012_1274944590_2794064_4518273_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 540px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/267360_2303006176012_1274944590_2794064_4518273_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You amazing people, thank you for making today so so so awesome for me. It wasn’t the best amusement park I’ve been to, but the people made the experience unforgettable. Repeatedly riding Battlestar Galactica and the Revenge of the Mummy, scaring each other and playing games and telling jokes while waiting for rides, you guys taking turns to shout PENIS as loud as possible while waiting (GOSHH), disturbing each other wherever we could on rides, screaming our heads off during the rides, screaming our heads off when it wasn’t scary at all to scare the others on board (HAHAH), doing the awesome handsign throughout Battlestar Galatica, one of us pointing middle finger during the surprise camera shot (which in the end they couldn’t show the pictures cos of that HAHA), etcetc. Gosh all the laughter and madness were really awesome. It really helped to put my mind off some stuffs, since that place holds quite a lot of memories for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAA, thanks for all of these, you’re the best assembly I could ever wish for. Really damn damn proud to be your head fac. (: Continue keeping touch and WE MUST HAVE ANOTHER OUTING NEXT TIME YEA! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-4770865771291045762?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/4770865771291045762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=4770865771291045762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/4770865771291045762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/4770865771291045762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/08/uss.html' title='USS!'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-1266658392837166126</id><published>2011-08-08T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T19:27:16.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我们都傻</title><content type='html'>Just realised how frigging dead my blog is. *gasps* Did I completely lose interest in blogging or something? Oh no this is bad. D: (Well sidetrack is that this is kinda good since my blog is so dead already most people won't bother coming back hehe. MEANS MORE PRIVACY OYEA! Slightly more?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall blame pre-blocks workload, blocks itself, and 醉后决定爱上你 on my dead blog hehe! AHH THE DRAMA IS THE LOVEEEE have been spam watching it like mad ever since blocks ended! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"我告诉你，你喝醉之后只准跟我结婚，因为那时我的专利，听到了没有？" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"你爱睡人家肩膀，我的肩膀随时都可以给你睡嘛，你怎么可以去睡人家的肩膀呢？"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGGG I CAN'T STAND IT AHHHH WHY HE SO SWEET AND PROTECTIVEEEEE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm okay NATIONAL DAY CELEBRATIONS today in school was quite fun I guess! Though it made me realise how all my childhood pro-ness in games has vanished into thin air. Used to be damn zai in five stones and pepsi cola but now it's like 输到太惨了. The singing AND ZI-HIGHING part in the hall WAS AWESOME SHIT. I think I become like some drunkard when I zi-high oh no please pardon me. D: Like on the bus to lunch (with 13 408-ers oyea~ I was being crazy and talking in a weird 中国腔 ohmy) Oh but singing on top of our lungs IN A CIRCLE LINKING SHOULDERS and singing the (original) ENGLISH version of Home and Where I Belong instead of the Chinese one the school was playing hahaha (Y). Best! Don't know if I was really being patriotic towards Singapore, or I really like the song and wanted to have fun. :S Oh well but I daresay I don't exactly LOVELOVELOVE Singapore, but I am grateful for this peaceful and safe and 设备齐全 country. (: Despite the ups and downs in life, it's mainly cause I'm born in this country, that I get to experience so many wonderful events and meet so many awesome people. SO YEP THANK YOU SO MUCH SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blocks HMMMM it was OKAYYY I think.. well to me.. though not sure how the results will turn out. BUT FOR NOW I SHALL ENJOY MY FREEDOM. School on Thursday means all the serious stuffs starts AND PREPARATION FOR EOYS WHAT 8/9 WEEKS TO IT? SO I SHALL ENJOY EVERY MINUTE OF MY FREEDOM NOW. In a way I'm still not used to slacking THIS MUCH, feels quite weird and.. guilty? When I shouldn't be? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDAND I FINALLY GOT A LAPTOP EVER SINCE I WAS BORN GOSHHH. Wait dunno how long le! But in a way I'm thankful for my oldddd 6 years old desktop? Cause it's REALLY LAGGYYYY and so it 培养我的耐心. (: BUT GOSH THIS ONE I'M USING NOW (1 day old oyea) IT'S SO FRIGGING FAST GAWD. Awesome shit THANKYOUMUMMY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post here CAUSE I WANNA GO WATCH MY 醉后决定爱上你 LAH! SO TOODLES PEOPLE FOR NOW~ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-1266658392837166126?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/1266658392837166126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=1266658392837166126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/1266658392837166126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/1266658392837166126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='我们都傻'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-6510318288105486611</id><published>2011-07-12T19:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T20:20:30.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we'll take control of the world like it's all we have to hold on to</title><content type='html'>Can't do anything productive with my frigging flu currently, so I shall blog (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School the past few weeks have been relatively slack I guess. With the countless of Monday holidays (: and Youth Day Funfair and FOA~ Work isn't exactly a lot either, and ironically though it's our last year in nanyang and we should be feeling the busiest or something, I feel uber free now (plus no more cca already).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning of the term wushu juniors prepared this mini surprise farewell thingo for the Sec 4s. Super, duper touched la, cause for the past few years we've never done farewell parties for the Sec 4s, other than during chalets. And what touched me even more that it wasn't just another eat food and drink and talk party, they actually wrote cards to us, like each Sec 4 had a card from each level and in each card everyone wrote down their farewell messages. And they even made a Sec 4 video montage. Freaking cool lah. I'm still amazed by their efforts while typing this. Though reading the messages kinda made me regret a little, I didn't exactly get close to any juniors, especially the lower sec, and moreover being a vice-capt, I failed this, which makes me quite D:. I've myself and my personality to blame I guess, I'm not the kind who will take initiative to talk to people I don't know. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/264752_10150247064772630_748762629_7262549_7992536_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 478px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/264752_10150247064772630_748762629_7262549_7992536_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was Youth Day Funfair, which this year I didn't contribute as much as last year (sorry 408!). Dunking machine was cool stuffs, and it was awesome watching teachers being dunked HAHA. And it's amazing how so many people came down to our stall to watch mdm heng being dunked! ^^ Though I'm still pretty pissed by this year's funfair. I mean like it's freaking 8am - 1pm? Like who would come to our stalls other than our fellow Nanyang people and the Nanyang primary kids. It's like we're setting up stalls to buy from each other stalls and the school is just collecting money from our very own pockets. I miss last year's Youth Day Funfair. How hectic, how big-scaled it was, and how so many outsiders came to our funfair. It really felt like a, funfair. The school should just make it full day and open to public for every year's funfair. Oh and the food was horrible. Like there's a total lack of PROPER food (practically everything was junk food), plus the canteen was closed (other than the snack stalls which was selling hamburgers = junk food .__.), so we had to settle our lunch in school with what JUNK FOOD. Stomach felt queasy after the funfair. Especially for someone like me who after 加-ing noodles or rice will still feel uber hungry that I can eat everyone's leftover, that queasy feeling was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but this year's funfair was the first time I dedicated a song! To 17slc facs ♥! Hehe goshhh party rock anthem-ing and we r who we r-ing in the quadrangle GOSHGOSHHH. I guess it was the only other fun thing in this funfair (other than watching teachers expressions before and after they were dunk teehee!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/264357_2085692215973_1055166254_2395301_3368681_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/264357_2085692215973_1055166254_2395301_3368681_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We look so colourful in here! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm next was 1000 with facs! Which included sneaking into a hc classroom to play bridge (LOL), and mass spamming continuous shots at james' house (OMGG FREAKING FUN BUT UMGLAM WAHAHA), mass taohui takeaways, and chionging to nanyang hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay before showing an unglam pic, let's show the glam one first (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/268121_2211483968103_1277630500_2701637_3899654_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/268121_2211483968103_1277630500_2701637_3899654_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ONE unglam shot HAHA the rest are too unglam for this blog to handle it. They're on facebook though HAHAHHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/263716_2211498448465_1277630500_2701675_8241279_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/263716_2211498448465_1277630500_2701675_8241279_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1000 was AWESOMEEEE. The whole set up was freaking amazing, the use of space, the acting (KENJI!!!!), the concept behind the fashion runway stuff, the script, the music (omg CHOIR and KIMI WO NOSETE!) IS JUST AWESOME x 1000! People who didn't go, please start regretting. (: Though a bunch of stupidddd hwachong guys were making noises at the wrong parts .___. BUT OTHER THAN THAT, CONGRATS TO THEATRE AND CHOIR FOR PUTTING SUCH AN AWESOMEEE SHOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was super late dinner with facs at kap! Shall quote from pingghee's blog directly cause I can't agree more with what she posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;and after dinner and laughing till my stomach hurt and we were all tired and we just sat in the circle and actually had comfortable silence. It's hard to reach this kind of silence even one on one. We were just happy spending time with each other. It's amazing how comfortable we are with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like bus rides home alone; I'm not saying I don't like my occasional bus buddies, but I'd rather bus ride home alone than have a regular bus buddy (unless I'm superrrr close to him/her, which is quite rare). I like reflecting about events, actions, words, people, myself on the bus while listening to my iTouch. Though sometimes I'm too tired to think about anything, but when I do, it's rather refreshing in a way. What I don't really like about bus buddies (just to clarify, OCCASIONAL BUDDIES ARE OKAY HAHA) is the pressure of keeping the conversation going, the pressure of wondering what to say during awkward silence, and only able to listen to one side of my earpiece (HAHA). And sometimes I just don't feel like talking on the bus you know, I just wanna look out and enjoy the scenery. Shall post some stuffs that I've pondered about recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, I was at the bus stop near Bukit Panjang Plaza, waiting for a bus home with my dad, and this old man came to our bus stop and started asking each person for something. After observing him for a while, we realised he was actually asking others for money. And when people refused, he would walk away saying something like "makan..." (I infer that he was hungry and didn't have money to buy food). He asked me too, but I don't bring my wallet out when I'm with my parents; and for my dad, he ignored him like typical Singaporeans (well that was what I did too, was quite freaked out about that man then). When this lady gave him some coins, he actually asked for more, which made me quite irritated by him. And when another guy willingly gave him some coins, he took a glance at the coins, drop the coins in his breast pocket, and walked to another person to ask for money WITHOUT SAYING A WORD OF THANK YOU, like as if people were already supposed to be giving him money. I was shocked upon this realisation. Though after taking a step back, I wondered if perhaps this man belonged to the really poor and unfortunate people living in Singapore. Cannot find a job, cannot raise family, cannot raise even himself. And I'm still pretty shocked that some people still have the notion that everyone in Singapore is fortunate and not poor. It's really high time for us, and the government, to start noticing and doing something about these growing population of low-income families, and not just purely focus on expanding our economy and tourism and whatnot. I believe there are already people helping these needy, but it's really not enough. My mum tuitions math for a girl, who has 2 other siblings and the whole family lives in ONE ROOM. Yes one ROOM and not one HOUSE. What's worse is that the sole breadwinner of their family - her dad - is hospitalised with cancer. If you daresay that everyone in Singapore has enough food and shelter, please think twice. (I don't know why I'm posting this either, since admittedly I'm not exactly that enthu about charity stuffs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though that old man should have thanked those who gave him some money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I was thinking about, is waving to people. Simple thing really, but it can actually make me think quite a bit haha. Sometimes when I'm feeling really happy and high, I'll wave to practically everyone I know, be it friends whom I'm close to, or just people I happen to know by chance but hardly talk to them. And cause of this, unfortunately, I'll sometimes be very embarrassed and malu-ed when people whom I wave to don't wave back, and in my brain I'll start "scolding" that person (eg SHEESH WHY YOU DAO ME ARH!! .__.). And sometimes, when I feel rather neutral or down, and I see someone I know, I'll usually wait for that person to wave, then I'll wave back (: else I'll just, dao, sad to say. And it's really heartening when people you hardly ever speak to actually acknowledge your presence, and even smile widely while waving to you. Simple actions like this can really make your day. (: So people, if you see me, PLEASE WAVE TO ME. HAHAHAHA okay jkjk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-6510318288105486611?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/6510318288105486611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=6510318288105486611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/6510318288105486611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/6510318288105486611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/07/and-every-night-i-miss-you-i-can-just.html' title='we&apos;ll take control of the world like it&apos;s all we have to hold on to'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-7815831034933839129</id><published>2011-06-17T22:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T01:58:31.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June Holidays</title><content type='html'>Reading a classmate's blog (yes Kaixuan yours) and realised that I shouldn't be so lazy and just dump pictures relating to this June holidays. I think I should spend some time and effort to write them down heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight of June holidays will be most definitely &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt;, perhaps that might even be the highlight of my secondary four life. Still remmember after the first facilitator training, Shanna and I had totally no idea how facs will bond since we all seems so awkward and uncomfortable and preferred staying with our own groups of friends, ie Sec 3 HC guys, Sec 4 HC guys, Sec 3 NY girls and Sec 4 NY girls. LOL. Second facilitator training felt super awkward too, though it was kinda fun writing action papers with other fellow head facs and FIRST TIME USING GOOGLE DOCS. I finally experienced the awesome-ness of google docs haha. I guess it was during the third facilitator training and after it which we bonded a lot more, trying out the icebreakers and orientation games was damn damn fun, and then after the training where several other girls facs and I got kinda pissed with the guys. Cause we were tired + damn hungry and the guy facs wanted to eat together after fac training but continued nua-ing and playing their own game. Lihoung, Pingghee and I totally walked out on them and we started feeling bad when they asked us why we choose to leave and asked us to come back haha. Was damn scared the guy facs thought I got attitude problem or something. But after that was cool, ate lunch, and played dare or double dare, murderer and truth or truth. Which bonded us quite well I guess? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I remember after the first facilitator training I thought my YAA will be super dead and sian and was very sad about it. BUT IT'S TOTALLY NOT TRUE LA, like I think YAA is one of the most enthu assemblies? The YAA fac outing (SWENSEN'S ICE CREAM BUFFET FTW) we had before the convention itself was the very first fac assembly outing ever held, and then YAA got the best action paper, and I swear their grand finale was one of the best too, managed to hyped up the atmosphere really well, and then our I must say quite successful YAA outing to east coast park! Cycling ftw! And gosh all the memories during SLC with YAA! And the faculty which I followed during orientation games (Pertinax) GOT THE MOST EXCITED FACES CARDS WHOOTS AWESOME. Then the epic budget allocation meeting and all the assembly and community meetings. Note passing ftw man. Damn fun to pass notes and equally fun to receive epic notes. Omg my son and daughters are seriously epic la. Wait not epic, more of horny. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the epic dinners after each convention days. Omg the poolside cafe auntie and Jarren. (Y) And then Pertinax tricking me into believing that Zhengjie's birthday was the next day, so much that I actually teared lol. And the silent dice game after dinner, Tongwei's "Shut up la, you know him meh?", Caleb's super epic stories and his consoling-pat-on-the-shoulder handprint, gay club's epic dinner at kap, indian poker. All the memories ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am really really glad that 17slc facs weren't as scandalous as 16slc facs, and though I wouldn't say that we are super duper bonded, I'm glad that we're more or less comfortable with everyone. And it's really true, how SLC brings out the ugly sides of some people. I would never see this particular person the same way again, I can't believe how this person actually managed to not only annoy the hell out of me, but even advisors could feel that way too. But at the same time, I see really REALLY nice sides of new people I made friends with. One person I would really like to shout out to is JANE! OMG YOU ARE SERIOUSLY AWESOME. Not sure if you'll see this, but I've told you this before, you have one damn good personality. And I still don't see you as a secondary 3 at all. Another shout out is PINGGHEE (though I knew you since secondary 1 already haha), you don't know how glad I am that you're in SLC to experience all these with me and not feel weird zihighing during wushu about SLC haha, and for still being you after the whole convention and everything. You are really one great friend to have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17SLC was seriously one roller coaster experience. Oh yea and staying over at Shanna's house the night before Day 4. HER HOUSE IS JUST. I CAN'T DESCRIBE IT. UNREAL. Yea okay. And then how I burned and crashed the night after Day 4, slept from 1am-5pm. Woke up, checked my Facebook to discover that there was a fac taohui outing at 3pm, epic shit la. I know to some outsiders SLC seem overrated and everything, and they don't get the hype about it, it's something really indescribable, that one has to experience it themselves to understand all these emotions. I don't regret choosing SLC over BSP camp (just like last year), and really, the 17SLC memories will live on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31st May - 3rd June ♥ 17SLC facilitators ♥ YAA ♥ Pertinax ♥ Fortis ♥ Inspirante ♥  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Week 1 was just all SLC, and first half of Week 2 was &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wushu Camp &lt;/span&gt;and second half was more outings haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wushu Camp, it was really eventful too, still remember how rojak our planning was before, and I honestly felt super bad for completely neglecting wushu camp planning cause of SLC, and felt super screwed up for the camp too cause we weren't THAT prepared, and at the same time, felt super tired throughout the whole camp, must be the fatigue accumulated from SLC. Remember dozing off really badly a few times during camp, sleeping on the floor, on the wooden bench, and even on gym mats. But surprisingly, there were no major screw ups! And the juniors ACTUALLY ENJOYED THEMSELVES ZOMG. I think they felt more sense of belonging towards NYWS after the camp? Yay! Being the, ahem, official photographer of the camp was super fun too, never had this experience and I felt like some paparazzi taking shots of anything interesting hehe. Love my awesome mini DSLR which makes everyone goes AWWWW SO CUTE upon seeing it. What I'm super proud of the camp is the amazing race Sec 4s planned in 1+ hours (which was mostly inspired by SLC haha) and had no screw ups, and the seriously awesome banner painting, which really gave me that weird feeling towards NYWS just by watching juniors paint it. And it's heartening to see juniors expressing their immense happiness and satisfaction after the whole camp on the Facebook group and enthu-ly liking pictures on Facebook! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all the outings. Gosh had so many outings that I can barely remember the sequence of them. Okay that was one quite awesome outing where we wanted to watch Bogeng's band concert at esplanade but it was full house so we ended up playing pool AND I'M NOT BAD AT POOL OKAY I can actually pool quite succesfully using my left hand LOL. Anyway FAIL CLUB WITH PINGGHEE AND GUANMING AND ZHONGXUAN FTW HAHA. The beginning of that outing was just filled with me and yanying bitching epicly behind everybody heh. Then we went for Rochor taohui near bugis there OMG DAMNNN GOOD TAOHUI I SWEAR and somehow someone started all the mindfck games and we all got hooked onto it. I FINALLY UNDERSTAND SO MANY OF THOSE LAME GAMES OKAY. Oh and saying HUAT AH to a group of rickshaw uncles with tourists in it at a traffic light junction and they replying HUAT AH back to us. (Y) Then went to Bugis Junction and took my VERY FIRST NEOPRINTS IN MY LIFE WITH 7 FACS + 1. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before all these was YAA fac outings, swensen's ice cream buffet is a damn good place to play games and have forfeits la. Though Deirdre's ice cream concoction forfeit was quite fail cause I ended up being quite interested in the queer flavous. BUT THAT HORRIBLE ZHENGJIE WITH WHIPPED CREAM AND TONS OF CHENDOL JELLY OMG GROSS MAX. Oh tried learning bridge there but kinda failed. BUT I THINK I KINDA GET IT NOW? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm then recently had a 16SLC YCJ outing, which wasn't exactly successful or fail cause turn up was okay-ish. Playing monkey with beach ball at sentosa was fun, and then learning texas poker at vivocity, and screwing Xuanyu and Shannon with mindfcked games hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had YAA outing two days later or something? Omg never knew east coast park cycling was so fun lah! Though I still can't really cycle. Still super unstable I AM ENVIOUS OF PEOPLE WHO CAN CYCLE SO EASILY. But double biking with Jane is damn damn fun! Somehow double biking seem more fun cause not so lonely, can talk to someone while cycling. AND I LOVE THE BREEZE GOSH. It totally got my mind of issues bugging me real badly the night before the outing. And then the epic blackjack at carls junior, sitting around this circular table with a circular sofa and getting really squashed up by guys. Totally cannot move legs at all lah. It was one epic blackjack though. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more recently was another fac outing. SUPER SUCCESSFUL LAH THIS ONE. About 23 facs in all? Though some came after ice skating. Heh weirdly enough I ice skate better than I cycle. OH AND THE FUN THING ABOUT ICE SKATING IS WATCHING LIKE THOSE REALLY ACT COOL GUYS GO NUA CAUSE THEY CANNOT CYCLE AND START SCREAMING AND SHRIEKING LIKE GIRLS. Then watching them fall over each other haha. Shit laughed so badly that I almost lost my balance a couple of time. AND I DIDN'T FALL DOWN AT ALL THOUGH I CAN'T SKATE WELL. And then seeing guys clinging onto each other, damn cute la, BROMANCE FTW HAHA. After that was Keith Chua's condo, murderer which wasn't really successful cause people were really falling deep asleep haha, and pizzas and chicken wings and bridge and swimming omg. First time swimming in like non-swimming attire, and first time getting thrown into the pool too hehe. I was damn weird luh, like I want people to throw me into the pool yet I'm damn scared. Damn fun nevertheless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all these fac outing I realised it's damn good to have someone live SUPER CLOSE TO YOU, so when you go home really late like at 11+pm you don't feel that scared and lonely. Yay shout out to lamocrappy for being my awesome bus buddy home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep I guess this pretty much concludes my holidays, though I kinda get the feeling that I'm neglecting my own class during this holidays haish. Never mind there's still semester 2. (: Somehow I wonder if I should be glad or sad that I have so few homework this holidays, it's like I like feeling so free and slack and burden-free but yet I feel guilty feeling so slack cause HC people have so much homework to chiong (what finish half of the math questions in their whole textbook?), and so I wanna push myself to start mugging something but I don't know where and how to start. Haish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-7815831034933839129?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/7815831034933839129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=7815831034933839129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/7815831034933839129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/7815831034933839129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/06/june-holidays.html' title='June Holidays'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-6451244575976092045</id><published>2011-06-12T15:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T16:11:44.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>It just occured to me how freaking dead this blog is. Severely abandoned blogger haha. Nothing much to blog, shall just post this for the sake of having a June 2011 post LOL. (I'm gonna heck the fact that the pictures come out of the posting area, lazy heh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WUSHU JUNE CAMP'11 ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/247158_2113085548115_1274944590_2573036_1973813_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 540px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/247158_2113085548115_1274944590_2573036_1973813_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/259969_10150211785808756_627303755_6991543_3255318_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 507px; height: 486px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/259969_10150211785808756_627303755_6991543_3255318_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;AND 17TH SLC ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/249835_1557845086177_1836776007_970889_3238924_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/249835_1557845086177_1836776007_970889_3238924_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/251675_1974185747130_1017657955_2253281_3370815_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 478px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/251675_1974185747130_1017657955_2253281_3370815_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/252491_10150172796937924_605162923_6715801_2122437_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 478px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/252491_10150172796937924_605162923_6715801_2122437_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAA FACILITATORS + OUR AWESOME CONCEPT MEMBER BAO! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/251238_2057139075982_1469762603_2388225_2161244_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/251238_2057139075982_1469762603_2388225_2161244_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAA PERTINAX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/250873_2128191849427_1384881043_32537918_4882797_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 423px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/250873_2128191849427_1384881043_32537918_4882797_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE YAA FAMILY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/254356_10150172798277924_605162923_6715822_6595410_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 478px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/254356_10150172798277924_605162923_6715822_6595410_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;17SLC FACILITATORS♥ X-FACtor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;YCJ OUTING YESTERDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/248267_2122302818541_1274944590_2585047_6390223_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 540px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/248267_2122302818541_1274944590_2585047_6390223_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-6451244575976092045?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/6451244575976092045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=6451244575976092045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/6451244575976092045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/6451244575976092045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='♥'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-5276959216963313213</id><published>2011-04-16T22:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T23:48:58.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wushu comps'11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I must say, Term 2 Week 4 was one hell of a week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Monday, saw how one of my batchies didn't give her all on the carpet, saw how disappointed she was with her performance when she got down. Admist all the cheering and supporting, it suddenly dawned on me that my turn was coming the very next day. Got so frigging nervous that I couldn't eat at all. Barely ate that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tuesday, sat on the bus to school replaying my moves over and over again, thighs somehow started trembling uncontrollably while I was trying to calm my nerves down. Replayed my moves again while sleeping on my table before school started. PE and BSP lecture seems to pass awfully slow. Got to CCHS, and somehow all the nerves disappeared. I guess prolly I was so nervous that I got immune to it. Still could high hours before my turn! And then something cropped up which those two were so certain that the judges will pull down our marks. Which I didn't quite believe, but made me rather irritated. Waiting for my turn was not exactly nerve wrecking as I imagined it to be, was more restless that my turn took so long to come. Plus the person after me kinda irritated me with her moaning to me how nervous she was, and how she is aiming to get something no matter what. .___. Had to politely ask her to keep quiet cause I needed some time alone before going up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wouldn't say that was my best performance, but neither was it the worst. Cause I almost lost my direction and got quite freaked out for a split second then. And I was honestly disappointed after my marks were announced, leaving the competition ground feeling quite depressed. Until Esther and Pingghee were like "HILARY YOU HAVE CHANCE OF GETTING SOMETHING!!" And I was like "YA RIGHT. My score so crappy how to get anything. It'll be a miracle if I do get something." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And that miracle did really happen. I somehow don't feel THAT happy getting the medal, ironically, when I used to wish so badly to get something since Sec 2 but failed till now. It's like part of me feel that I don't deserve it cause I got it mainly cause the standard for my event was really.. low.... And it felt more of a relief not disappointing others, those who jiayou-ed me, those who expected me to win something as I was after all, the vp of wushu, and not disappointing 695 (heh!). But I'm glad that I got this as a remembrance that I actually did train in wushu, who knows I may or may not continue it in JC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Sidetrack, it's quite amusing how all the competitors in my event, including the champion, minus-ed 0.2 marks cause of missing action. Like I don't see any missing action, so Esther concluded that the judges editted the tao without anyone knowing LOL.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thursday, wasn't nervous hours before jiti either, felt rather neutral oddly enough. It was cool to catch up with seniors before the competition. And mass taking pictures with batchmates! But then once it was our turn to report for competition, I must admit I grew really nervous. Like more nervous for my indiv. Scared that we'll screw big time, scared someone will lag, someone will make mistakes, especially when it's our last year, and so many of my batchmates spent all of trainings purely on jiti, suddenly scared that I'll be the one who pull them down and disappoint them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thought it was screwed after we got down the carpet, but suprisingly the score was okay-ish. Must say I was a bit disappointed that we didn't get anything, plus we were quite near to getting something (if not for that screwed up circle formation), but at the same time I kinda expected us not to get anything, so after knowing our position I felt rather neutral. But I'm glad that none of us cried! And the fact that our batch looked on the bright side - we improved tons from the second last position last year - really heartened me! Watching the video and found it not bad actually (apart from that formation grah). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well you know what, it's the experience and memory that counts, whatever the results, cause what's important is the bond forged that will be forever remembered in us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Am quite irritated by the stupid entry pass thingo. Like WALAO cause of how they restrict people to go watch, the competition venue felt so dead, like there wasn't as much cheering and high as compared to last year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CONGRATS TO C DIVISION. It's like us seniors are so damn glad you guys won chung cheng and we were cheering like mad (though there were so few of us heh). B division, we were so close, oh well, it's alright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Celebratory dinner after that at nex was awesome!!! Though I felt pretty tired and dead by then, but the dinner was still awesome nevertheless. First time eating at pastamania heh! Laughing, talking, eating together (plus a few juniors) was one memorable experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Though this week I slept earlier than my usual sleeping time, sleeping at 9+ to 10+ before the competition days, but somehow I felt a lot more tired than usual. Must really thank my deskie (Brenda!) for helping me catch up with work and being so accomodating by how tired/stony I was on Friday, and how I had to leave her to sit alone on three days. Must admit I felt super lost in most lessons on Wednesdays and Fridays, and missing all 3 sciences prac was totally win haha. Really glad I pulled through Friday, comprehension timed trial, bio spa, bio and physics make up prac. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now that competition is over already, I feel really empty. Like after this there's no more goal or aim when I go back for trainings. Like there's no more 'next year' unlike the past few years. (Cause I ain't certain that I'm joining wushu again in JC). Moreover, if 'next year' will be without most of my batchies, I don't quite see the point. And really, time passes so damn fast. Last year, our last year of competitions felt so long away, and now it's just over. Within weeks, we'll be 'graduating' and passing down to our juniors, marking the end of our wushu experience in nanyang. SERIOUSLY IT FEELS TOO FAST. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bXRtYEoPbHU/Tam4NVFxE1I/AAAAAAAAA1I/-xhAIlmNV10/s1600/wushu%2Bbatch%2B11%2Bcomps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596206551123694418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bXRtYEoPbHU/Tam4NVFxE1I/AAAAAAAAA1I/-xhAIlmNV10/s320/wushu%2Bbatch%2B11%2Bcomps.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(missing wanqing D:)&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, nywushu batch'11, thank you for the memories ♥ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-5276959216963313213?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/5276959216963313213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=5276959216963313213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/5276959216963313213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/5276959216963313213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/04/wushu-comps11.html' title='wushu comps&apos;11'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bXRtYEoPbHU/Tam4NVFxE1I/AAAAAAAAA1I/-xhAIlmNV10/s72-c/wushu%2Bbatch%2B11%2Bcomps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-4601812757776408936</id><published>2011-04-07T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T20:33:45.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>batch eleven</title><content type='html'>Blocks 1 over finally. (: Not that I feel that a huge burden is off my chest or anything (in fact I feel.. normal after today's Chinese paper, like it was any other normal practice paper), but I can finally have more rest and not having the bugging feeling of last minute mugging every night. I NEED MY BEAUTY SLEEP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so with blocks ending, comes the inevitable wushu national competitions. 5 more days, and 7 more days. And today marked the end of our official weekday trainings before our last wushu competition in Nanyang. The trainings after competitions will definitely feel very difference, since there's no aim or target to work towards anymore, and we're preparing to graduate wushu anytime soon. Gosh it just feels, too fast. To think that at the beginning of the year competition seems so far away, and now it's just, barely a week later. And it felt not long ago that I just became the vice captain, seriously. Darn scary how time literally flew past our very own eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was talking to moony on the way home and yes, it just felt like yesterday since our sec 3 jiti competitions were over and on the way back to Nanyang in the night we were planning how we should improve our jiti with all the zai moves - learn how to cekong, da ting, perfect xuanzi, add them to our taos. That was a year ago, how ambitious, full of hope we were then. But somehow all these hopes diminished, we didn't achieve them (obviously it's.. crazy unless we practice like mad everyday sinec last year), but I would say our jiti tao overall improved in terms of mo qi and the new formations and new moves. Still remember how we were saving each version of our jiti, naming them like documents eg "version 3.1". All the conflicts we had, not particularly big ones, but somehow when we do jiti we'll just throw aside all these conflicts and do the movements as one. One nanyang wushu batch'11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facing so many competitors (yet again) this year, we still bear that slight hope, that we will get something to do our batch proud. Seeing all other senior batches jiti getting at least one medal in their entire nanyang wushu experience, it made us even more determined to work for that something. It's amazing how we've changed really, from that blur sec ones, to the first jiti competition and first cny performance in sec two, another competition and more performances (hc maf!) in sec three, and now it's down to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will aim for what we always wanted, but you know what, regardless of the results, let's enjoy the limelight we have when we 上场 on that very day, show what our batch is made of, and just enjoy what we might not experience in the future that very moment. Regardless of what we get, whether we end up high like never before, or break down in tears, we know we've put in our very best, that as a batch our performance was the best ever done, and that no matter what, we're all in this together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th April 2011, nanyang wushu batch'11, we'll show them all what we are made of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay shall move on to my danxiang. It's amazing how watching the video of my tao for the first time this year made me so, zibei lol. Zibei to the extend that I got really pissed with myself, pissed with how my cudgel was not as fast as I expected, pissed with how I wasn't exactly stable, pissed that it didn't look like what I imagined. And somehow, that made my second tao, scary. HAHA. Literally! Whole batch sitting right next to the carpet watching me, and there's this part where I don't know why or how, but I started feeling really angsty and gave the I'm-gonna-kill-someone look when doing my tao! Batchies were shocked at how fierce I look like for the first time! Damn funny. (: Okay the main point is that I finally know how to prepare myself mentally before my turn! Be really pissed at myself, and 拼 no matter what. ^^ And I'm not aiming to get anything, really, it would feel nice if I do but I'm not expecting myself to get anything. What I really aim for, is to do the best 竞赛棍 tao I've ever done in my life, really enjoy the whole tao, and leave the carpet feeling satisfied with my performance regardless of the score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised that sometimes, the small little things in life makes you so happy inside easily. Was really, really touched when Esther asked if my hamstring was still okay, cause it's been ages since I last heard that from anyone, and I thought my batchies forgot about it already (well quite expected cause I don't complain about it cause I'm so used to the pain whenever I do movements that it just becomes part of the moves heh). So yea, thanks a lot again Esther! :D (sidenote, bloody hell hamstring why are you acting up again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sogurt with batchies after trainings was awesome. Though we lacked Seryeen aigo. I think I'll really really miss our batch after we graduate from nyws. Although sometimes our personalities might clash, but going through so many ups and downs, happiness and disappointments, there's somehow this bond inside of us. It's a weird bond luh, like sometimes it's there but sometimes it isn't haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“比赛就是为了与自己比赛，而不是与别人比。"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-4601812757776408936?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/4601812757776408936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=4601812757776408936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/4601812757776408936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/4601812757776408936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/04/batch-eleven.html' title='batch eleven'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-4813569569453296414</id><published>2011-03-27T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T21:26:51.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blocks one</title><content type='html'>Soooo blocks are finally starting, like in less than 10 hours oolala~ Supposed to be cramming physics stuffs now but oh well I think I'm more or less prepared already luh. It feels nice to slack off abit after one whole productive afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I'm not exactly looking forward to the end of blocks. Cause it'll mean.. COMPETITION ARGH ARGH ARGH. Like just looking at the competitor list gives me CHILLS. And my heart start palpitating real fast. I can feel the vasodilation of capillaries under my skin and face turning all flushed. And the graph indicating my heartbeat per second increasing rapidly due to hypothalamus sending nerve signal to adrenal gland to release adrenaline. Okay I'm going crazy le from wushu can link to biology and physics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just realised none of the sec fours have actually taken a step back, and come to a realisation that this is their last block test one in nanyang! Don't know if it's supposed to be a joyous or tragic fact to you all, but I'm not implying that I'm sad that we won't have any more block test one okay! Rather the fact that our time left in Nanyang is really decreasing, unknowingly, bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From blocks revision I realised the power of having a teacher's handphone number. Emails take so frigging long to be replied compared to SMSes. And speaking about handphones I've been severely neglecting my phone thanks to the presence of my iTouch. Like my phone is only used for alarm clock every weekday morning and very occasional phone calls and SMSes to people. But I touch my iTouch (HAHA OMG THIS SOUNDS SO CUTE) practically 24/7. It's my alarm, my source of music, where I Tumblr, Twitter, Facebook, check email practically during any free time I have so long as there's WIFI available, my dictionary (english + chinese + french), and I use it even during my sleep to monitor my sleep pattern (cause waking up and seeing a different sleep pattern graph is fun!). So much to the extend that I can let my handphone die of battery and charge it barely twice a week. Heh, favouritism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's amazing how I digress.. when the original purpose of this post is to, well, mark the start of block test one. (I sound to optmisitic lol.) Hope all the papers will be a smooth sailing one for everyone~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-4813569569453296414?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/4813569569453296414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=4813569569453296414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/4813569569453296414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/4813569569453296414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/03/blocks-one.html' title='blocks one'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-3820038528212286374</id><published>2011-03-19T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T19:01:48.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hardcore</title><content type='html'>Just had to do a bit of reflections after today's really crazyyyy training. 八个半套 ＋ 四个整套, I'm enlightened man seriously. Moreover jiaolian's brilliant idea of grouping us into groups of 3 (cause there's only 9 of us present), such that between each 半套 or 整套 we only have two-other-people-resting time till we go for our next 半套 or 整套. 整套 was the craziest luh, especially the second one when you just managed to catch your breath after the first and you have to 上场 real quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry all those non-wushu peeps if you don't get all these wushu terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hardcore to the extend that I felt as if my ribcage/lungs were too small and I had not enough oxygen. So hardcore to the extend that I completely didn't eat lunch (cause trainings was 10.30am-2.00pm) and substituted lunch with water instead. So hardcore to the extend that after taking a shower and napping I practically dreamt of my 套路. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall, I must say I really like how fulfilling and accomplished I felt after today's training. Came to Nanyang feeling really lazy and sian, left 武馆 feeling accomplished. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess hopefully after today's training I'm slightly more okay with my 单项. as compared to my previous gahhh-my-dan-xiang-is-screwed-cmi-i-don't-wanna-do-i-want-to-do-jiti 心态. Partly cause at the end of training jiaolian told me that I improved the most during today's training and if I had started training my 单项 six months earlier I would be a lot better. And he went on saying how after competition when I move on to HC I would definitely regret not training my 单项 hard like some seniors from last year's batch. Felt a bit bad that I was so 叛逆 towards my 单项. In a way now I'm starting to like it more, actually used to like it but cause I thought I was really lousy so I didn't want to practice. (Ya what kind of screwed mentality is this man).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I also enjoyed about this trainings was the heart-to-heart talks with Qianyi, cause she was the only other Sec 4 present aiyo. Realised we actually think quite similar about some stuffs! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hopefully during the next training my standard hasn't deteriorated. Seems like I'm the kind of person whereby the more I do something the more I'll like it. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm pissed by how weak my arms are. Cause halfway through the madness my arms were feeling all heavy and nuan. So horrible. SO I'M GONNA TO DO WEIGHTS WHILE MUGGING! You know like eyes read textbook/notes and hands to weights. (Okay why do I have a feeling that it won't succeed aigo T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Competitions in about half a month's time. JIAYOUS NYWS. WE'RE GOOD. TO MY BELOVED JITI, WE'RE GOOD TOO. 拼啊~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-3820038528212286374?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/3820038528212286374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=3820038528212286374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/3820038528212286374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/3820038528212286374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/03/hardcore.html' title='hardcore'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-3461491477099002680</id><published>2011-03-13T09:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T00:45:10.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all the pretty girls~</title><content type='html'>Shall start of by thanking all those who wished me happy birthday in one way or another! (in chronological order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via Facebook: SHICHUN (yes she's the first!), Yeeshin, Wei Ren, Clarice, Gary Heng, Wan Cheng, Sherill, Esther Wong, Qianyi, Nicholas Lau, Gao Ge, Yeewin, Aloysius Zai, Limin, Liyang, Joey, Gennie, Chiaying, Puilin, Boonhui, Melissa Yeo, Mingsei, Shuying, Michelle Lim, Daphne Lo, Hilary Tsui, Hazel Ho, Haoqing, Wendi, Darryl Chong, Sinlie, Yixian, Yuanwei, Terence, Wensong, Keith Chua, Anne, Huang Guan, Leong Hui, Darien, Wenli, Weihui, Kaihong, Leslie, Kaixuan, Adela, Debra Lim, Zhang Zhe, Wanlin, Anthony Tan, Xiaojing, Pengcheng, Aloysius Lee, Jermia, Panyu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via Twitter: Luther, Jiaying, Kayla, Yeeshin, Haoqing, Kengfang, Shuhui, Jonathan Yong, Wensong, Daphne, Nicholas Lau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via SMS: Wan Cheng, Wei Ren, Jun Wei, Yan Ying, Nicholas Lau, Esther Wong, Shi Chun, Mummy, Venus, Shen Lin, Gao Ge, Qiuhao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presents: &lt;br /&gt;Pingghee (I LOVEEEEE that super sweet and long card. I find it super meaningful when people give longggg birthday cards instead of just a gift! Shows that the person actually took time to think about what to write. Which is just awwww.)&lt;br /&gt;Ellen (Super chio file and notebook! ^^)&lt;br /&gt;Hsiu Yee (This was really an unexpected gift! Touched that even though we aren't THAT close to each other she actually gave me something! Haha Sungkyunkwan Scandal OST and postcard!)&lt;br /&gt;Kaixuan, Jermia, Baoyi, Weihui (First time receiving a necklace for my birthday!! Though the chain is abit short hahaha, but really good choice cause the heart plus quaver is just ingenious!)&lt;br /&gt;Parents (for that awesome Japanese dinner and Cookie and Cream birthday cake!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I didn't receive a super a lot of presents, but I still feel happy! Somehow as I get older I don't really mind not receiving any presents, in fact I prefer it when people surprise me by actually remembering my birthday and wishing me face to face. Especially when I hid my birthday on Facebook on purpose, it's heartening to know that the first few who wished you actually remembers your birthday. Well other than the first few the rest most probably saw on their recent news homepage that XX people wrote on Hilary Lau's wall and they see all the birthday wishes hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Tuesday (8th March) batchies going to Sogurt to kinda celebrate my birthday was awesome too! Though small but it was nice how they actually planned to go sogurt for my birthday (we NEVER ever did that before!). AND THE FACT THAT I SIMPLY ADORE SOGURT. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay graces now. The food was awesome, accomodation was normal, workshops were a bit sian other than the makeup cause it's really hands-on, malay dinner and allegra was FANTASTIC, four oh eight WAS EVEN MORE AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember stuffing myself with tonsa food in the first day cause it was damn shiok and somehow I was really hungry, and then the size of my second helping started decreasing cause stuffing myself ain't a nice feeling at all! And oh the first morning tea! When we were done with our chee cheong funs, then this person came over and asked if he could help us clear our plates. I was shocked luh! Cause I thought we had to clear them ourselves. Now it's like we're treated as 大小姐, as compared to lower secondary lifeskills camp where we have to WASH our own plates. And the fact that the plates were ceramic kind and not disposable ones really makes the camp an even more grand one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was dying during the other two workshops with Kaixuan, especially the second day when I had a really bad flu in the morning cause I slept in aircon room without taking my flu medicine before sleeping. Almost died during lunch and everyone said I look quite sick, but then somehow magically when taking my medicine and having a little nap while waiting for the lunch buffet queue to shorten, and having my meal after that I become much more energized. And then games was AWESOMEEEEE. CLASS WITH HIGHEST NUMBER OF POINTS AND BROKE THE RECORD FOR GRUOP SKIPPING GOSHHHH. Totally high already luh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both dinners were awesome, and from this camp I've learnt how to efficiently grab someone to take pictures with me, and efficiently grab someone else to help us take pictures LOL. Cause I realise zipai-ing in these kind of nice nice outfits ain't nice at all. And wearing the SIA costume was cool, cause so many people wanted to take pictures of me HAHA (even a teacher!). Being called 空中小姐, and Mrs Lai jokingly asking me for a glass of orange juice while we were eating and my whole table totally 愣住 cause they don't get her joke was epic win. Glad I brought my court shoes to wear with SIA else if I wore my formal dinner heels I would have died the next day (which would be the formal dinner day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So formal dinner! Was question-marking at all the cutlery on our tables, especially when they are so squashed together cause ten people are sitting at a table. Food being served course by course ain't good for huge eaters like me, cause I get really hungry after eating a small portion of potato salad. And the main course wasn't that filling luh! But it was yummy! Oh did I mention that I almost died when I entered the ballroom, cause EVERYONE LOOK DAMN CHIO AND GLAM and I felt so out-of-place in comparison to the rest that I wanted to bury a hole and hide myself in it. Was telling someone whoever who stereotypes that Nanyang girls are ugly should enter this ballroom and 大开眼界. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Miss Grace and Confidence, it's SO DAMN COOL how Limin got the most fun question.. which is which male teacher would you pick in this ballroom as Mr Grace and Confidence. And Haoqing was totally MR KHOO MR KHOO, then Limin went I would pick MR KHOO... and our whole class just went mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then class parade! It's AWESOME how 408 is the last class for parade. Cause if you're the first few or the middle ones, everyone is just more interested in eating their food or taking pictures among themselves, so nobody really pays attention to the parade. But when it was 408's turn, the sides of the red carpet was totally filled with people that I felt like some 明星 LOL. And it's cool how I have a close friend each at the beginning of the red carpet and the end of it. And yeeshin standing halfway through and hi-fiving me whlie I was walking hahaha! Was quite surprised that I didn't fall or sprain my ankle while walking cause we were walking really fast, especially cause the beat of Stronger was fast too! Overall, class parade WAS FRIGGING COOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking back to chalet WAS HORRIBLE. It's quite funny how when we walk past all the shops other people will turn and look at us cause we were like some sort of walking parade all dressed up and whatnot. Okay that's not the point. The point is OUR CHALET ROOM WAS THE FURTHEST FROM D'MARQUEE and it was FRIGGING RAINING, Yulin and I were totally moaning and groaning while walking. Was so tempted to just walk barefooted but I didn't. Got to the room, took out my heels, started walking barefooted AND IT FELT WEIRDDDD~ Like everything is inclining backwards and your heels are lower than your toes. DAMN FUNNY FEELING and eveyone felt that way too hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day, before we checked out, I totally had to force my chalet roommates to take a chalet picture cause we didn't have one. LOL. And Yulin was totally having that bushuang face in the picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grande finale. Honestly I thought 408 screwed up our performance luh! Especially my army the marching formation was haywired! Really like 406's for their damn cool dance and hilarious plotline, 404 for their super super high energy dance, 414 for their cool mime concept (they really like mime or something? be yourself day also mime!) and I can't remember the rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then montage was COOL, cause dunno why there were quite a lot of pictures of four eight AND during the section of Miss Grace and Confidence whoever who made the montage (we think it's Mr Kaw) PURPOSELY put Mr Khoo's picture right after Limin's! AND the last section of the montage was pictures of the teachers, and MR KHOO was the LAST PICTURE! Our whole class cheered damn crazily at his picture and we were wondering how come his picture stay there for so long THEN WE REALISED he's the last picture!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY FOUR OH EIGHT IS JUST AWESOME, I CAN'T DESCRIBE HOW AWESOME WE ARE. Like seriously, we win practically all the major stuffs in this camp gosh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school at noon and kap for lunch with Kaixuan and Weihui, stayed that for quite a while cause we were talking about random stuffs CAUSE we were lazy to move our butts home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole camp felt like some sort of dream that happened real fast! Ahh now back to the harsh, cruel reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-3461491477099002680?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/3461491477099002680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=3461491477099002680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/3461491477099002680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/3461491477099002680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/03/all-pretty-girls.html' title='all the pretty girls~'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-2739803344321120795</id><published>2011-03-11T15:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T15:55:53.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POST GRACES!</title><content type='html'>Gonna do a really short post cause &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FOUR OH EIGHT IS JUST SO AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Top for Group Skipping: 88 times in 8 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Top for Interclass Games: 38 points&lt;br /&gt;Most Creative for ARMOS Headgear Party!&lt;br /&gt;1st Prize for ARMOS Headgear Party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And the group skipping is freaking cool cause we broke the record of 64 times! It's the kind where 10 people skip stimultaneously! And we also broke the record for the number of continuous skip, which was 8 but we did 10! OMG DAMN AWESOME LUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN INTERCLASS GAMES WAS JUST WHOOOTS! Cause we got first for the human calligraphy thingo, group skipping and some dough-moulding-rest-guessing game. And what's even more awesome is how our points are associated with EIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today's ARMOS, honestly I felt super screwed up after our class' performance and was feeling all down and low and horrible. Was quite sure we would get most creative award especially cause of our ARMY WATERMELON HEADGEAR! But was very certain that we wouldn't get any position, LET ALONE FIRST OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like when the MC announced the winner, she went four... zero.. And everyone in the audience, including my class was like 'sixxxxx' cause they really did a damn nice performance luh! Their dance was super pro. Then when the MC said 'EIGHT!' we all thought we heard wrongly and totally stoned there for a second or two, then suddenly everyone started standing up and screaming crazily HAHA. Minghui was so happy she cried gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay details about this camp will be done later! Cause I wanna hurry post those lovely pictures and get my beauty sleep hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And my calves are hurting like I've done PT cause of yesterday's heels... is it just me? T.T)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-2739803344321120795?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/2739803344321120795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=2739803344321120795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/2739803344321120795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/2739803344321120795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/03/post-graces.html' title='POST GRACES!'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-2346426703663965500</id><published>2011-03-07T20:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T20:46:02.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SWEET SIXTEEN♥ !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel, old. Heh. Honestly. And weird, seeing that I'm allowed to watch NC16 shows now, but even so I've started watching them way before my birthday so not much difference hehe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all those who wished me happy birthday in one way or another! Ranging from the usual smses and facebook wall posts, to getting super loud HAPPY BIRTHDAY when calmly queuing from sushi handroll haha! Regardless, thanks for making me feel like a special someone today! Will go in details the names who made my sixteen a more memorable one tomorrow since there's bound to be belated stuffs! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i still feel 不自在 when a whole huge group of people sing birthday song for me. Like how to react, where to look, cause there's like so many pairs of eyes looking at me and singing for me for that moment. It just feels awkward luh! Or is it just me hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to touch alcohols and carboxylic acid cause I wanna enjoy the last few hours of my birthday haha. Actually I don't really 重视 my birthday but aiya, 16 feels a tad different? Like it marks the start of a new age range. Now I belong to the 16-20 years category, and not the 11-15 years category. T.T Plus the quiz is open book so (Y)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh another thing about birthday, facebook wall posts. I'm glad I hid my birthdate a few days before, to prevent massive spammage of birthday wishes which comes in at a rate of practically one every few seconds. I just don't like it when people just type "Happy Birthday" and insert a smiley. It sounds so.. forced somehow. Like I rather people add more to the happy birthday you know, more interesting to read and sounds more sincere. Like those wishes I like on my wall, are those I really feel that it's more.. meaningful in a way? That's why I somehow get irritated when people I ain't that close to just type "Happy Birthday" on my wall. Although I admit I do that to others also luh, but still, I don't know luh what's the point of just typing Happy Birthday? Okay sorry if I sound really 过分 here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that's cool about hiding your birthday is to see who actually remembers it hehe! You'll get pleasantly surprised by people you never expect to remember/know your birthday, and you'll be amused by people who don't know your birthday but yet whom you consider quite close. The former happened on the way to school, with a friend whom I hardly talk face to face to, but somehow knew my birthday and specially waited for me to alight from my bus to say happy birthday and sent a rather amusing sms "I like the way you check your phone after seeing me." that got me smiling to myself throughout the whole morning lol! On the other hand, the best example of the latter is my deskie, BRENDA, who somehow saw someone giving me a birthday present and hurriedly got on her phone and went to the class blog then my blog to reconfirm that it's my birthday. Then she 恍然大悟 and said happy birthday to me while showing her handphone screen with my blog on it! Adding on that "YOU NEVER TOLD ME WHEN YOUR BIRTHDAY IS!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY'S CAREER CONFERENCE WAS COOL. Forensic pathalogy totally make me go OMG THIS IS SO COOL at every supposedly gory picture that poor Sinlie was becoming all squeamish about. LIKE AIN'T IT JUST COOL TO SEE THE INTERNAL PARTS OF A HUMAN BODY? But I couldn't stand the wrist slashing picture, like I CAN'T STAND ANYTHING RELATED TO WRIST SLASHING IT JUST MAKES ME GO #)*$*#%&amp;$(. And the speaker is frigging cool, first Singaporean female to become a certified forensic pathogist! Though I wonder how her husband actually can tahan having a wife who works on dead bodies practically every day haha! But I really like the presentation cause I like how the speaker puts real pictures of those post mortem she has done and how she actually openly shows them to us, and not like not show it cause she's scared that we'll be freaked out. Well a couple were freaked out but as far as I'm concerned, I'm enjoyin' it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Law was interesting! It wasn't all that new or anything, compared to forensic pathalogy, but it was an insightful talk. Loved the way the speaker enunciated her words, super clear and nice to listen! And media (chinese) was cool cause the reporter 董素华 actually came to talk! Though no offense I kinda 走神 during some parts of her talk, but it's still cool that a 'celebrity' is in our school. Got her autograph way before her talk thanks to Vanessa Chan who was just sitting next to her, and took a rather small class photo with her. But it was cool to know the behind the scenes behind every news report shown on TV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I still feel weird being officially 16* Anyway hope that I'll have a meaningful and memorable 16th year ahead! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-2346426703663965500?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/2346426703663965500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=2346426703663965500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/2346426703663965500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/2346426703663965500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='^^'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-5058918135369404753</id><published>2011-03-06T10:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T16:09:03.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Term 1 Week 9 is finally over gosh! Here comes the slack week hehe! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Week 9 was the most hectic week this term. On Tuesday we had less than 24hours to re-structure our LA presentation and present to the class the very next day. On Wednesday going home at 11pm but still had to mug for 3 quizzes. Which in the end 1 got postponed the next day and the other postponed till next week. =.= Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in a way this hectic-ness is not THAT hectic to the point where I cannot tahan and will break down. I really want to experience this kind of hectic-ness where I'm stressing out every minute and I've so many things to do that I push myself to my limit. Come to think of it in Nanyang I've never really felt SUPER BUSY AND HIONG AND TIRED. Super as in like come to school cannot control eyelid will sleep in class, well there were occasions like that but lackerol works wonders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then spraining my ankle on Thursday's PE, and all the stuffs happening during Wushu that brought me to an all-time low. Fortunately my ankle is getting a lot better now and I can wear my heels without feeling any pain! Thanks all those who asked how my ankle was! Really felt the care and concern then! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then practicing individuals for the first time since last year yesterday. Got a stupid blister on my thumb for doing three whole taos (only) and practicing at the side zzz. First tao was horrible like shit, felt that I had no control over the cudgel at all. Second tao was not that bad surprisingly, third one was okay-ish. Ahh oh well choosing to participate in individuals is not for winning anything, it's just for experience. I'll do my best, but I won't expect anything. After all last year in Nanyang, I have absolutely no clue if I'll continue to same cca in JC, why not give it a shot? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was reading a friend's post about true friends, and realised that, I actually don't exactly have a really really close friend. Pathetic isn't it? I do have tons of friends, get well with loads of them, but it's just that I'm never ever super duper close anyone. Well maybe at some point of time I will be close, but the close-ness will never last more than a year I don't know why. I guess it's my mostly fault for not reaching out and keeping in contact despite the distance between us. And also my fault for always hiding my thoughts, emotions, feelings inside of myself, not letting anyone know what my true self is like, and this has been proven true cause I've lost a really, really close friend thanks to this characteristic of myself. I'm scared of what people will think once I say out what I really feel, which sucks big time. So most of the time I'll just end up swallowing my thoughts in, burying it in some isolate corner of my brain, letting my thoughts dissolve into some brain matter. And maybe another reason for this is cause I tend to be a more independent sort of person, someone who can settle all her stuffs and problems by herself, but you know, sometimes I just need a listening ear who won't judge me for what I feel. But the thing is even if I have a listening ear out there I still won't have the courage so say out my thoughts, hais I suck right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay moving on to that super self-reflective paragraph haha, just had to talk about the A Levels results luh. Was googling a bit more about it and chanced upon this site: &lt;a href="http://www.hwachong.edu.sg/ViewEvents.asp?EID=138"&gt;http://www.hwachong.edu.sg/ViewEvents.asp?EID=138&lt;/a&gt; and gosh I can just die there and then. All the awards, scholarships, entrance to super pro universities. It's not that I really really want to be like them, but the fact that I look at myself and see what an awesome failure I am. Like gosh how in the world did they become so pro?!? Sorry if I sound incoherent here or no link cause I'm just overwhelmed by the zai-ness of our seniors and feeling super zibei about myself. It's like what I am currently will never bring my to that level of zai-ness I don't know why. Rawr low self-confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even so I wanna slack so badly in Week 10 CAUSE IT'S JUST SO SLACK CAREER CONFERENCE + GRACES despite blocks in what.. 3 weeks? It's like I'm this bipolar person, first I'm all gosh they are so pro I needa uber work hard but the next second, WHO CARES LUH IT'S THE SLACK WEEK BABY. See, that's how much I suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-5058918135369404753?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/5058918135369404753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=5058918135369404753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/5058918135369404753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/5058918135369404753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/03/term-1-week-9-is-finally-over-gosh-here.html' title=''/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-226672084602745027</id><published>2011-02-24T18:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T18:53:11.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can i play with your iphone?</title><content type='html'>Just had to blog this once I got home haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today going home at the bus stop where I change my bus, the second bus came really fast and when I was walking to my seat in it there was this really small caucasian boy (maybe about 6 years old? holding hands with his maid in front of me. The different thing was that he kept turning around to look at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when he sat in the inner seat with his maid, and I said somewhere further back in the bus at the OUTER seat, he suddenly squeezed past his maid and came over to my seat and asked to seat inside, before I could react/answer he then promptly squeeze into the inner seat beside me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked luh. Moreover the bus had less than 10 people on board? So it was quite empty but he chose to sit beside me out of all other seats PLUS it was not like I was sitting at the inner seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO OBVIOUSLY HE HAS A PURPOSE TO SIT BESIDE ME LUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ironically enough I was quite freaked out and scared even though he's like half my size. I suck LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sitting down he suddenly asked me real innocently, "Can I play with your IPhone?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I WAS LIKE WHAT?!?! o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Erm no I don't have an IPhone." And I really don't luh! It's an Ipod Touch. Then I started playing back what made him think that I had an IPhone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder luh, cause when I was at the bus stop I checked the time by taking out my HANDPHONE from my pocked. And most probably my handphone looks like an IPhone from far cause it's touchscreen, black, and looks like it has that middle button. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after a minute he asked again "Can I play with your IPhone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ermm I really don't have an IPhone!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*After another minute*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then can I play with your handphone? Does it have games?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Erm nope there isn't games." AIYAH sorry I lied luh T.T cause the games are practically non-existent to me and I don't ever play them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's impossible all phones have games!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just gave him a very apologetic look. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was deliberating whether I should just let him play with my Ipod touch cause i wasn't using it and he just seemed so eager to play with it, going to the extent of squeezing beside me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HE'S REALLY CUTE LUH. OMG EYES DAMN DAMN BLUE AND BIG AND CHIO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then on hindsight I was scared he'll refuse to return my Ipod touch, or suddenly alight the bus really fast with my Ipod touch. So I didn't lend him and he sat beside me looking really dejected and sad, staring out of the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww I feel bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-226672084602745027?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/226672084602745027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=226672084602745027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/226672084602745027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/226672084602745027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/02/can-i-play-with-your-iphone.html' title='can i play with your iphone?'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-8059364107545209894</id><published>2011-02-22T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T20:19:49.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pacing</title><content type='html'>Paced with Kaixuan today during the four rounds of running in PE, and some thoughts just struck me suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause during NAPFA when I was in primary school, I had amazingly good stamina (now it's like crap zzz) and always ran by myself happily and easily. But now with my dying stamina, it somehow feels more relaxing running with someone who runs at a relatively equal speed as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have this concept that running with someone will make me feel very stressed out cause when I'm really tired and the person is still running seemingly effortlessly, I'll be like.. ARGHHH I cannot le wanna die le why she still can run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's more of, maintaining my speed regardless how tired I am cause I don't want to affect the pace of the person running next to me, and running somehow seems nicer with someone's company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something interesting is that, after running Kaixuan said she was following my pace, but I felt that I was following her pace instead! So it's quite cool that mentally both of us think that we're following the other person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well hopefully NAPFA will be less torturous running with Kaixuan (yep pacing with her!), cause when I run 3 rounds by myself I wanna die already, but with Kaixuan today I felt that I still can run another 1 or 2 rounds! Don't know if it's cause of my mood or the weather or other factor, but yea feel surprisingly happy with myself after today's run although it isn't exactly a super long distance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-8059364107545209894?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/8059364107545209894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=8059364107545209894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8059364107545209894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8059364107545209894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/02/pacing.html' title='pacing'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-6420731702094466127</id><published>2011-02-20T19:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T21:56:15.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>graces shopping!</title><content type='html'>Philosophy is getting on my nerves, GAHH like I feel that there's something wrong with the sentence/paragraph but I don't know how to explain what's wrong. So I shall take a break and blog about yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I woke up super duper early, unlike any other Saturdays just to empty my bladder and drink tons and tons of water so I'll pass my urine re-test. Cause my first urine test contained a bit too much protein and needa re-test. T.T Drank so much water until I filled the urine container thingo to the brim, and the counter person at the clinic was like "Don't need so much urine luh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jurong Point at 10am to meet up with Shichun, and was irritated cause 90% of the shops were still close, so we ate Subway to wait for them to open. Started our shopping spree at 11am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First half of shopping was mostly, not liking the dresses displayed, and was just browsing through them real fast. First dress I tried on was a tube LOL. Since it's quite fun to try on as many dresses for fun! Tube felt, as uncomfortable as I expected, surprisingly it didn't drop down LOL. But no, I'm not wearing a tube cause I just don't feel secure in it, though I must say tube looks quite nice on some people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then saw Yeewin shopping with her mum for ethnic costume haha! She was totally groaning and moaning about the stuffs the shopkeeper and her mum wants her to try out. So ironic that it's her mum forcing her to buy stuffs and most people just go out with their friends! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried out quite a number of dresses, took pictures of them, but couldn't really find one to my liking at first. There was one that I quite like, quite tight fitting and conservative, except it's white and white somehow don't look quite good with my skin colour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then saw another dress, something like spaghetti straps but the straps are quite thick, it's turquoise blue colour, tight fitting too. Really wanted to buy that but it't quite expensive.. $48, and it's the type of dress you can only wear once. Like it would be weird if I wear that dress again for Graduation Dinner cause that dress really stands out, plus it's the type you can only wear for wedding/formal dinners. Though it's really nice and formal and pretty, but didn't buy it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I look at the picture of me wearing the dress the more I regret not buying it! T.T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then went to this shop and a type of dress caught my eye. No idea what's the name of it, but it's quite conservative type but yet makes me look quite smart in it. But it was frigging expensive luh, $49.90, and the shopkeeper was persuading me how worth it it was, that no other places will sell something a lower price. YEA RIGHT. The quality of the dress isn't good at all, super super thin. And she was saying how thin stuffs are actually mroe expensive. DIAO LUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they were also cui-ing Shichun to get a tube dress. It looks quite nice on her! But DAMN EXPENSIVE ALSO. Walao that shop totally mark up price one lor. Shop name is called Audrie or something not very sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around more, and I saw a similar dress in that Audrie shop I like in Fashion Lab! And it's way cheaper! $39 before discount and $27 after discount! And it's a nice shade of light blue, can match with belt and necklace quite nicely! So I bought it! Though it's quite casual, and I'm kinda afraid that everyone buys those super formal dress (like the $48 dress I'm starting to regret not buying) but thinking on the brighter side I can wear it out quite often! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought the dress at around 3pm? Then came the fun part! Shopping for heels and accessories! Cause shopping for dress is seriously super problematic luh! All the which-dress-to-buy questions. Then once you settle it it's just the matching part left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a necklace and a belt, both for $7, cause it's like 1 for $5, buy 2 get 1 free, split cost with Shichun. And got a headband for $3.90, quite expensive T.T but it matches well with my dress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love my heels! Was getting frustrated with shopping for heels cause there were so many nice silver strappy heels except they were FREAKING expensive, like $50 to $90? Crazy luh! But got this really pretty heel from Vana at $24.95! 3.5 inches tall! And surprisingly I can walk relatively okay with it. Love my heels gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all I'm quite happy with my graces outfit! So yay for yesterday's super productive shopping! Although at the end both of us were really tired from all the walking, calves and ankles super suan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my expenditure list for graces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethnic costume - $25&lt;br /&gt;Dress - $27.30&lt;br /&gt;Heels - $24.95&lt;br /&gt;Headband - $3.90&lt;br /&gt;Accessories (necklace + belt) - $7&lt;br /&gt;Pouch - $2.25&lt;br /&gt;Total: $90.40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad I guess! Around $90! For make up I'll be borrowing from my mum I guess! Though she has to dig them out LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to chionging this weekend's work. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-6420731702094466127?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/6420731702094466127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=6420731702094466127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/6420731702094466127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/6420731702094466127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/02/graces-shopping.html' title='graces shopping!'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-1446604308992438292</id><published>2011-02-15T21:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T23:30:08.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take only good memories</title><content type='html'>Finally posting cos of Kaixuan! BIRTHDAY GIRL BE HONOURED HAHA. And another reason is cause I'm done with the work I'm supposed to do for the day! Feeling quite accomplished cause usually I'll end up chionging them till 12am or something. SCREW PROCRASTINATION. Finished studying physics pressure and math differentiation for quizzes on thursday (cause I've absolutely no time to study them tomorrow), and french compo before 9.30pm! Plus it's a CCA day so feel quite satisfied with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess feeling all useless and crappy and lazy in the afternoon did have an impact on me. Useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Valentine's Day yesterday was just like any other normal school day luh, with random sweets and chocolates given by friends (THANKS SHICHUN!), and that wave of sadness hitting me at random time of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really interesting almost everyone thinks there's nothing wrong with me, like absolutely nothing. Stuffs like smiling to them happily and waving to them when I see them, how I'm finally getting on with my life. Being my usual happy self again Utter. Bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even someone told me that I really am a good actress man. Till now, only two people can actually see the sadness in my eyes. Doubt those two will read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess when I'm with people I'll put that issue at the back of my head, but sometimes when something remind me of it, like items, songs, etc, I'll suddenly become really silent and quiet. Guess nobody noticed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I really shouldn't let this affect me, but sometimes I really can't help it you know! Like for eg. today Sinlie was pointing out a keychain on my pencil case and saying that she was sure that it was some couple-ly stuff, and teasing if I had one. I honestly didn't know whether I should start blushing or tearing at that moment gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fortunately I don't think I've been affected academically-wise and CCA-wise. It's just some random moments when I'll fall into deep thoughts and this huge flashback of memories play back in front of my very eyes. I guess this will never ever stop affecting me, so yea, I'll take only the good memories. Keep them save in my heart. Replaying them whenever I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No point hiding/throwing away stuffs from you, (in fact I'm doing the exact opposite, carrying it with me almost everyday), cause you can destroy the evidence, but you can't destory the memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than this school has been relatively good. Workload sometimes a lot heavier than other weeks but still can manage nevertheless. Really looking forward to Graces somehow! Armos and Class Parade!! And the nights in chalet with Callie, Yulin and Hsiuyee! Heh all of them have short hair except me! Though I'm not not not looking forward to dressing up and wearing a frigging dress. Though ironically I'm looking forward to shopping with Shichun this Saturday but no I can't imagine myself in a dress. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but talking about dresses with fellow friends is DAMN FUNNY. Especially when we're in an all-girls school and we can be so open about... erm.. more.. how to put it.. private/sensitive stuffs? LIKE CLEAVAGE HAHA. Okay not that I love cleavages .__. in fact the very opposite lol. Like how I big boobs people will definitely have cleavages no matter high tube they wear, and people like me with small boobs can never wear tube cause one they exhale and their ribcage goes inwards the tube will DROP HAHAHHA (Y). And I hate tubes so yea! SMALL BOOBS FTW OKAY. Don't see what's the big deal with big boobs SO DON'T GO TELLING ME HOW YOU THINK BIG BOOBS ARE NICER. Cause seriously. Small. Boobs. Rocks. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN HIGH HEEL SHOES! Cause of graces recently when my mum goes to any shoe shop I'll just randomnly try on the highest heel I can find and attempt to balance on it stupidly haha. It's fun to try on different high heels! Though I won't buy them luh, not practical. But sometimes I'll feel very paiseh for trying out so many heels especially when there's a salesperson lurking nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL okay just ignore my above paragraph, result of being zi-highing when I'm blogging. But yea, graces! Will spam taking pictures hehe! Don't know whether to bring DSLR or digital camera though, cause DSLR will have clearer pics but it's bulkier to carry along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking about graces eeeek term 1 is coming to an end. Soon. T.T Like the supposedly slackiest term of the week coming to an end. And only 3/4 of Sec 4 left. And 1.5 months to competition. LAST WUSHU COMPS WITH BATCHIES. And maybe last wushu comps in my life if I'm not joining wushu in JC. T.T BATCH'11 JITI WE MUST ROCK ON 1.5 MORE MONTHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about JC I like today's SIL! Really useful for us luh, rather than getting some random speaker to speak about random stuffs which is not necessary applicable in our lives. The presentation makes me interested in SMTP gosh, when at first I wasn't at all though I love Math and Sciences just cause, I think I ain't ZAI enough for SMTP. But aiyaaa why her presentation so good make me so tempted. T.T Then CSC presentation was quite, okay I won't comment. But jiayous to my fellow classmates who are scholars for CSC! Look on the bright side, GET TO GO UK/US MAN! And HP is totally not an option for me. NO SCIENCES YOU WANT ME TO DIE HAHA. And then the council elections video on the 不要吵死人! Omg DAMN GOOD 'IMITATION' (idk what other words to describe it) OF JACK NEO'S VIDEO CLIP HAHA. Whole auditorium bursting into laughter and I was practically clapping like mad and laughing uncontrollably in my seat. Oh and HCJC orientation looks REALLY FUN luh! From all the pics and vids seniors post. ESPECIALLY WAR GAMES OMG. Can unleash my ferocious fighting nature I had in primary school MUAHAHAHA. (I hope this doesn't ruin my image D:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new Tumblr URL! In case people are wondering where 7orangeloves went to. x) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://takeonlygoodmemories.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Take only good memories&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chose this url cause it just applies to me so much. FYI, it's inpsired by Big Bang's Haru Haru lyrics! &lt;br /&gt;My tumblr is SUPER updated compared to this blog. Like at least 5 reblogs per day compared to.. barely a post every other week haha! So people go there more instead of here cause you'll be disappointed here most of the time heh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-1446604308992438292?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/1446604308992438292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=1446604308992438292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/1446604308992438292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/1446604308992438292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/02/take-only-good-memories.html' title='Take only good memories'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-8318965137338423990</id><published>2011-01-20T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T21:18:54.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pull</title><content type='html'>So, so darn irritated and pissed with myself during trainings today. Screw that stupid hamstring. Why do I have to pull it AGAIN, just like last year before CNY peformance. All the splittings, standing and sliding into a split, cartwheeling then splitting, jumping and split, doing it again and again, seem like my tendon/hamstring/whatever you call it couldn't take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's even worse to injure your more flex leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even during kicking, my right leg is ALWAYS WAY better than the left, and today my right could barely lift up 120 degrees. What used to be my favourite jibengong moves, now I couldn't do it cause of the stupid pull. Makes me feel how lousy I am. And kicking the right leg, it involuntarily bend cause of the pull, feeling so so zibei when telling jiaolian I pulled it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then batchmates (especially Esther) persuading me to stop doing jibengong and sit down at a side to rest, cause it got to the point where even walking was already hurting. Thanks loads batchies! For the support and encouragement today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again I still feel really, really horrible watching the rest of the batch doing jiti without me. It's like in lower secondary I used to have the i-like-to-slack kind of mindset, but sitting at a side, doing nothing and stretching your leg a bit and it still hurts like shit, it's just pure HORRIBLE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really glad with batchies performance especially during the last run-through round. Was a lot more qi! Even jiaolian said there was 默契 and we improved! Yay! (Though I feel like I don't belong to the compliments cause I was just sitting by the side stretching with no avail.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And LOL the fire alarm went off twice during our trainings. We totally dao-ed it. Someone (Pingghee I think?) went on saying our performance is too hot that's why there's fire alarm LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiaolian said something that is so, so true. Sec 1s, we were just newbies, new to the world of wushu and know practically nothing about this sport. Sec 2s, we begin to understand more, but the push to train hard wasn't there yet. Sec 3s, was where everyone started pushing themselves, to train as hard as they can. And finally, Sec 4s, where all of us start to have 默契, improving more, but soon we'll be gone from Nanyang. It's quite 遗憾 to think about it. Like we're all already this far, and not bad already, but after this year's competitions, I guess some of us won't continue with Wushu, it's really sad luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAMSTRING HURRY RECOVER. So I can do all my right splits and kick as high as I could and do buzi without pain. And jiayous NYWS for CNY performance! It's awesome! :D (since I've watched the whole of it thanks to my hamstring xP)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-8318965137338423990?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/8318965137338423990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=8318965137338423990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8318965137338423990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8318965137338423990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/01/pull.html' title='pull'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-8019362576980091888</id><published>2011-01-15T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T01:15:18.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>Not sure if it's just me, or is it because it's the beginning of a new year (honestly it feels like a month has past), these few days I've been having really queer dreams. Usually I hardly remember dreams, but these dreams are just so, out-of-reality that it left such deep impact making me remember them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I'm only going to talk about two dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First one was a rather interesting one. In the dream there was this new technology about watching 3D movies/shows/videos underwater to get even better 3D effect, even better than the currently 3D LED TVs. So my dad and I went to the shop promoting this new technology to try it out. Just like how people go to Harvey Norman/Courts etc to look at new gadgets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the shop is like a huge human water tank. The entrance has some sort of wind blowing thing so that water won't come out of the shop and flow into the shopping centre. In a way magically door is open but the water is kept within the shop boundaries by strong electricity-runned wind. And AMAZINGLY, everyone can walk into the shop normally, without any oxygen tank or swimsuit or whatnot. And you won't float to the ceiling of the shop cause your density is lower than water, but you feel as if you're walking normally on land except all round you is water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't really remember how the 3D effect turned out, but at the end of it all somehow there was this place in the shop selling souvenirs of the new technology. Like as if you've visited a place of interest and getting a souvenir. So my dad bought a couple of them cause the technology of watching 3D movies underwater was super cool. And when we check-ed out at the cashier I distinctively remember the price of all the souvenirs as a whooping 700 bucks. Was really shocked cause my dad is really thirfty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that marks the end of my dream. Told my mum about it and she said it's SUPER CREATIVE and that's how she think a dream should be like! LOL. And the souvenirs aren't souvenirs at all, what kind of crazy price man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second dream. Gosh last night. Or rather the previous night since it's past midnight already. There were mainly two scenes, but I can't remember the sequence of the scenes so I don't know if they are linked in anyway. But the scene I'm going to talk about first was less vivid than the next one. First one was some buglar scene in a I-can't-remember-where place, with armed people and bullets shooting everywhere, though amazingly I could run past the scene without getting harmed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second scene was running to a hospital after receiving a phone call that someone important was dying really soon. Got to the hospital and it was really dark, with only that someone and me in the ward. Went to that person side and hugged that person till that person's arms started relaxing because death was approaching. And it did. That person laid on the bed motionless and I woke up at 4.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started tearing uncontrollably. Held my pillow trying to hide my face (even though obviously there was no one around me) and to wipe my tears. Tears just kept flowing and flowing, despite trying to close my eyes to stop the tears, they just refuse to stop. The moment I woke up, cause the dream felt so, so real, I asked myself if that person was still alive. And realising it was all a dream, it was really a mix of relief yet very shocked. Don't know if tears was because of sadness, fear, relief, shocked or everything. Totally didn't feel like going back to sleep, with all that crazy mix of emotions. But I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was a frigging second part to the dying scene. Where I was looking at the person's inactive Facebook profile and being all sad. And someone else consoling me but everytime I turn and look at that someone I see that person's face instead. It's like an illusion in my dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate my breakfast feeling rather dazed and, blur. I never had a dream that has impacted me this much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams, really are the mysteries of life aren't they? It's a wonder how when you're resting your mind is still processing such that you can dream. (Not sure about this cause I'm quite lazy to go google about scientific theories and whatnot behind dreams.) And what is the meaning behind every dream you dream? There are so many different inferences out there, that after pondering so much what my dream meant, I have not come to a single solid conclusion, and I'd rather continue living my life. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-8019362576980091888?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/8019362576980091888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=8019362576980091888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8019362576980091888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8019362576980091888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/01/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-3874810847543977070</id><published>2011-01-13T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T22:27:17.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After reading someone's blog entry I feel like some fcking failure now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I've never achieved ANYTHING in 2010. N O T H I N G. And come to think about it probably nothing since 0 to 15 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the thing is I don't do anything about it. Like I'll go on secretly comparing myself to others and feeling darn zibei and how lousy and inefficient and crappy and stupid and unworthy I am. And how when I'm so free my studies is still LIKE THAT and when people are piled with work and more work they still do so well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like to a point that no matter how hard I push myself I don't see much results coming out. They say as long as you put in all your effort, passion, energy into something you do, you'll achieve what you always want one day. It's cliche. And hearing one whole dialogue session about champions and how hardwork pays off and such, and I look at myself. It's like yea right hardwork will pay off for me. It's as if I'm just not born with that extra spark that others have, this extra spark that make them really really good at something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really really good in anything at all. My academics is like bleh considering the amount of free time I actually have. CCA is bleh too, I guess I'm just not suited to be really good in a CCA in my life. Piano, love it but it seems like something is lacking from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit luh what's with this pessimistic view of life suddenly. I can't stand it how I'll suddenly be triggered into feeling like some failure at times and in the end I won't do anything to change that. Cause I don't know what to do. I feel like I've done my best but yet I don't think that's my limit at all. And why can't I reach my limit? I've no idea, laziness perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see people with goals and plans of what they wanna achieve for the year, for their life. And I'm like, what in the world do I want in sec 4. Let alone about my lifetime. I think I'm just wasting my life away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think I'm being coherent or logical in this entry either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fck I should just start being some crazy mugger and not switch on my computer at all and spend all night memorising textbook and notes. Or start waking up at 3am and training like mad. Or start practicing piano 8 hours a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aish in the end after writing this post I'll still be the usual Hilary, going to school, completing assignments when necessary, going for trainings, french lessons, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the use of feeling all emotional and pissed with myself all of a sudden and going into a reflective mood and writing this entry when nothing changes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck. Big time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-3874810847543977070?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/3874810847543977070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=3874810847543977070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/3874810847543977070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/3874810847543977070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2011/01/after-reading-someones-blog-entry-i.html' title=''/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-547094544442251513</id><published>2011-01-01T14:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T15:27:22.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so here comes 2011</title><content type='html'>Hmm seems ages since I last typed "blogger.com" on my computer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Shanghai. 6 - 14 December. This trip was really really unexpected luh, like my parents just told me on MSN when I was still in Beijing that they were going to Shanghai shortly after I come back from Singapore and whether I want to join them. Didn't want to go at first cause, no offense to Shanghai-lovers, personally I feel that there isn't much to see in Shanghai as compared to Beijing, and I wanted some Singapore time in Singapore you know! Cause 24 - 30 December is spent in Malaysia, that leaves me about 10+ days in Singapore before school starts?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to take the plane to Shanghai myself on 8 December cause when my parents booked another ticket for me for 6 December, there weren't any vacancies left. Still remember freaking out to my dormmates about taking a plane all by myself, like what if I don't know where to go to chop my passport, collect my luggage etc etc. And they all consoled me saying that it'll be an awesome experience taking the plane myself. So I was mentally prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the evening of 4 December my mum somehow managed to persuade Singapore Airlines and they found a seat for me! Like amazingly man. And so, all I had to do was to transfer my Beijing stuffs to another luggage (cause I was using my Dad's luggage which is too humongous for the Shanghai trip). Hardly any packing needed lol, maybe just taking out some of those extra thick winter clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay shall paste my Shanghai diary here but it's incomplete cause I was too lazy to write it during the last few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 December 2010&lt;br /&gt;Watched some Korean Movie on the plane, damn funny and quite good movie! Slept really little, so I was damn tired when we checked into Crowne Plaza hotel, slept all the way till noon. Went out by subway to some Nanjing Road which is near The Bund with family to walk around. Walked till sunset and the Bund is quite pretty in the night! Took more pictures, walked more, and headed back to hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 December 2010&lt;br /&gt;Woke up really late, at 10am, by the phone ringing cause some housekeeping person was calling to check our toilet. According to parents the toilet bowl flooded the toilet cause water kept coming out of it. Had breakfast in hotel room, and then the toilet bowl flooded again, this time it flooded so much that water seeped out of the toilet and into the room. Called the room service and they took quite some  time to come, moreover the first person who came was some manager  who brought a camera to take pictures, when he’s supposed to be helping control  the ‘flood’ or something. LOL. Mum was quite irritated cause she was trying to clear the water, so we moved to another room. But the room view was horrible cause there was this huge tank outside our window and it was rusty, mum told the guest service counter and they moved us to another room, which view wasn’t that good either, so moved AGAIN. LOL. Like room 0806 to 0717 to 1806 and finally to 2016. And the current room is damn freaking good omg, super super big gosh. Moreover cause my mum ‘complained’ to their manager about how she had to waste her time moving here and there and they should have treat their customers better, the manager treated us to drinks (worth 108yuan) and biscuits LOL. And moreover cause they know there’s 3 of us, the hotel went to the extremes by getting everything in sets of 3 of us. Left hotel only at 2+pm, went to 新天地 to shop, but everything is super high end so didn’t get anything. Ate at this restaurant which was quite affordable and served A LOT of cuisines, Chinese, Japanese, Korean, Western, East-Asian. And not bad too! Got a Kimchi Hot Pot and it was super filling. Back to hotel at 8+pm. Weighed myself and was so happy that I lost 5kg in a day, but realized it’s definitely impossible, got my mum to weight and at last, the freaking weighing machine was inaccurate. Hais. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 November 2010&lt;br /&gt;Had buffet breakfast , didn’t really eat much, cause I felt super weird eating buffet breakfast alone, and moreover all the other consumers were all businessmen dressed in suits and ties, felt super out-of-place, and the coffee I drank somehow made me more sleepy than awake. Weird. Went to walk around 黄辟南路 area and walked to 孙中山’s residence memorial place, found the thingo quite cool and could relate quite a number of stuffs learn from BSP and BSC’s 社会lessons. Like The 3 Song sisters, 武昌起义, 民主主义 that kind of stuffs. The only pity was we weren’t allowed to take pictures inside. Walked more, and ate at some Japanese restaurant which was having 50% discount on sushis, quite worth it. DIdn’t really do much today, cause most of the time was spent walking and walking and more walking. Went to 2 quite atas bakeries, damn nice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 December&lt;br /&gt;Woke up really late, like 10am, and was still sleepy gosh. Took a taxi to 上海科技馆, and the trip was only half a minute long lol, could actually walk. The science centre is way way way better than Singapore’s . Like there’s this animal exhibit and it’s super cool cause all the animal models were displayed in such a way that they look so so real. And there’s a lot of interactive stuffs, like some machine which turns you upside-down, hands-on archery, this mini ride thingo which is like you as a food substance travelling down a human’s digestive system, this thing that rotates you in circle and you have to try to shoot balls into the target, some boxing thing, and TABLE TENNIS! Those machine which auto-serves the ball to you, gosh it’s been ages since I last touched the table tennis bat and used that machine, at first most balls were out, but soon got a hang of it so was quite happy, especially when the last time I played was in P6? Then there was this Robots exhibition which was pretty cool, like a robot who draws a portrait of yourself, and this robot who plays the piano, and you can sing karaoke along with it, DAMN COOL CAN. It really plays the piano, including stepping on the pedal. And another part which is like a health checkup, all the usual height weight blood pressure. The cool part is your reaction speed (where you have to jump and open your legs immediately after hearing a beep sound), your 握力 (which is like clasping something really tight and they measure your strength in kg), and your vertical jump height (they measure the time you are in air when jumping to find out the height), freaking cool luh. And they even have this chart range where you can compare it you are in the low, normal or high category. For height, ironically I’m in the high category wth, bet if I went to some Western country I’ll  be in low. Loved the reaction thingo, cause the volunteer who followed us through all the stations was damn shocked by how fast my reaction was, like it was so fast that it was way above the high range haha. And oddly enough my left hand’s 握力 is stronger than my right hand. Love how interactive the science centre it, thoroughly enjoyed myself. :D Watched a 4D show called Haunted Lighthouse which wasn’t scary at all, though I’m kinda afraid of these kind of shows, but watched it cause I wanted to experience the 4D effect and my mum watched it before and said it wasn’t scary at all. Watched another 2 space-related shows which were a bit boring, dozed off during them. :P Stayed at the centre for the whole day till the closing time. Oh and when we purchased the tickets dunno why the lady was so nice and considered me as a student though a 学生证needs to be show. And speaking about this I so regret not bring my 二附中 学生证! I think it can be used in Shanghai! Ahh all the money I’ll save using it! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 December&lt;br /&gt;WAX MUSEUM FINALLY!!! Freaking cool, gosh love how you can actually go super near the wax figures and touch them when you take pictures with them. Saw damn cool figures.. too many to be named, just going to upload the pictures on Facebook. And the ticket we bought included some scary maze thingo which I totally refused to go in though my mum persuaded me too, if the wax figures look so real, let alone those wax ghosts and stuffs. So the next half of the day was spent shopping, got this pastel pink down jacket, quite surprised that I prefered the pink one to the blue. Slept at about 2am, super late gosh, when the next day I’m supposed to wake up at 5am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 December&lt;br /&gt;3hours of sleep ftw. Took a bus to Suzhou, first stop was 狮子林, then was a silk factory which was different from last year’s Suzhou immersion I went to. Lunch, then 寒山寺, gosh can remember that place so vividly, including the angle in which I took pictures of the place. Next was some 紫砂博览馆, which was promoting some really cool Chinese teapots, like there’s this teapot, when you put the cup below the opening, the tea will flow out automatically, cause of some magnet in the cup, and you can’t use any other cups to get the same effect. On the way to our next stop, the bus passed by  虎丘, and I still remember that place ever so vividly from last year. Last stop was 北寺塔. Checked into a no star hotel which was not bad, thought it would be much worse, then walked to 观前街, and found the place so so familiar cause I went there for shopping during last year’s Suzhou immersion omg! Still remember the Semir shop, the bookstore, and even  the place we had for breakfast! Plus it was open omg, went in to eat 油条and 豆浆, gosh all the memories from last year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 December&lt;br /&gt;Took another bus to 周庄, spent the whole morning at &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea it's obviously not completed. Cause 11 - 13 December my family participated in some 三日游 to 苏州, 周庄 and 南京. Like one day per place. It's quite cool, cause all these places are handled by different tour agencies, so they have to kinda connect to each other to transfer us to a different buses when visiting another destination. I can't really remember where we went to cause like usual tour groups... they just bring you to tons and tons of places within a short time.. can hardly remmeber where I went luh! But what's cool about this trip was that when we were in Nanjing (13 December), it was the day they commemorated those who died during the Nanjing Massacre in World War 2. Quite cool cause we could hear the sirens commemorating it. Took a train back to Shanghai from Nanjing, very different experience. Nanjing train station was qutie horrible... LOADS of people, just super super crowded and packed, but the train was totally different. Really unexpected, like the train we took was SUPER CLEAN, virtually sparkling clean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm kinda surprised that I took 500+ pictures cause I didn't spam taking loads of pics - my dad was the main camera-person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 10 days in Singapore (14-23 December). Wushu camp was the main thing during this period, though I only went for the first 2 days (21st and 22nd) cause I was sick on 23rd. Felt quite horrible in Wushu cause it had been nearly 2 months since I last trained, all the muscleaches came, expected, and they lasted for quite a few days. D: Could still miraculously remember my tao. And I like panjiaolian wayyyy better than the previous coach. She's on task, and strict but not that strict, and actually talks to us and shares her experiences. And although her PTs are what we dread, I like how consistent her PTs are, unlike the previous coach where we get PTs at the end of SOME trainings. And I like how her PTs focuses on abs. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 December at 3am, I woke up feeling really hot and burning all over, took my temperature and it was 38.3 degrees. Wow. Had to disturb my mum to give me medicine and cool me down using hankerchiefs wrapped with ice. Fever went down to 36 degrees, and my family headed to Malaysia in late morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the whole trip is summarised as such: Bukit Gambang (1 night) -&gt; Lake Kenyir (2 nights) -&gt; Ipoh (2 nights) -&gt; KL (1 night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly doubt you guys know the first two places LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas eve at Bukit Gambang was quite a horrible one, fever went up to a whooping 39.2 degrees cause of the hot afternoon car ride I guess, so slept through the whole Christmas eve afternoon and night, totally missed out on the performances and the fireworks the resort had arranged. Felt horrible the next day, totally no appetite for buffet breakfast (plus I skipped christmas eve dinner), and Lake Kenyir, slept more in the resort, but was feeling a lot better so could watch 101 Dalmations, High School Musical 2, Confessions of a Shopaholic showing on TV LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The resort is quite cool cause the rooms are like individual houses along the banks of the sea, so if you want to go to the lobby you have to call for a buggy service to send you there (it's free!). Went to a waterfall there. Didn't swim in cause I just recovered the water was SUPER COLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ipoh, usual ipoh hor fun which is the loveeee, then the day at Ipoh was spent driving up to Taiping cause Ipoh has nothing much heh. At Taiping was the Perak Museum (which is quite good surprisingly), leaning tower of taiping (it's leaning SLIGHTLY only...), and some lake where we sat this swan boat you have to manually 'cycle' around the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night at KL, went to KLCC as usual for a bit of window shopping and movies. Watched Gulliver's Travel in 3D at 9pm, and I wouldn't recommend it. Quite a disappointment cause it's really really lame and the storyline is kinda expected. Expected more from it cause the special effects would be quite cool to play around with. Got back to the hotel really late and headed to Singapore the next morning.. something really unexpected happened, really shocking, but fortunately everyone is okay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 31st December 2010, last day of 2010. Quite amazingly really, how time flies so fast. Okay shall talk about this day before going on to reflecting about 2010 and blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double movie + KBox ftw~ &lt;br /&gt;Though it's super costly, coupled with all the popcorn, drinks, nachos, soup spoon, everything amounted to nearly 60-70 bucks PER PERSON. I think? Tried Koi for the first time, and it wasn't THAT fantastic until I would be willing to queue for hours for it, like seriously, HOW FANTASTIC CAN A DRINK GET. Starbucks frappucino is still better! And to be honest, they take far too long to prepare a drink? Like there's hardly any queue, and i don't think there's THAT MUCH orders, but they take forever to prepare a drink. What's with the number system when it's JUST A DRINK. I don't see sweettalk or starbucks doing this number system. Okay I sound agitated lol, not that I hate Koi, just that I don't see how people can waste precious hours queuing for it, nothing to do arhh. (Hopefully I don't get bashed by Koi-fans typing this part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So movie, Tangled as planned (at 12.45pm) since the ratings for it are EXTRA GOOD AND AWESOME. And it was. :D Plus Bugis Shaw cinema was so super empty, practically had the whole theatre to ourselves luh! Loved the chameleon (forgot his name D:) and the horse (MAX OR SOMETHING?), and I love Rapunzel's eyes. DAMN CHIO. And how Eugene goes on about his nose was drawn wrongly on his wanted posters. Awesome animation luh! Like the best animation movie of 2010? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then walk around Bugis Junction and started not knowing what to do cause THEY WERE SO MANY PEOPLE in that place, and it was going to rain (well it did in the end) and a certain someone still had severe jet lag. Wanted to go clarke quay/city hall/raffles place but didn't, so walked around Illuma cause there was way lesser people there. Went for another movie at 3.40pm. Little Fockers. NC16. But in a way I'm 16 luh! Cause I'm a March baby, which means I'm 15 years 9 months old, which makes it 15.75 years old, and based on the awesome round-up to the nearest whole number system, I'M SIXTEENNNNNN. But in case the person wouldn't accept this reasoning, I prayed damn hard that she wouldn't ask for our ICs. And she kept asking (at least twice) that "everyone is 16 right???", and I couldn't bear to look at her so I just look at the screen where you choose your seats and nodded my head. So obvious I was lying. BUT SHE PRINTED THE TICKETS ANYWAY SO YAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie wasn't THAT bad luh, cause some online movie critics really gave horrible comments about it. It's funny.. in a sick way (obviously, else why NC16). Something that you would just watch for entertainment and laughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after the movie.. didn't have appetite for dinner cause of the nachos, and walked more around Illuma but started feeling a bit sian of the place. Then went to see the shopping directory and VOILAAAA I SAW THE WORD 'KARAOKE'. At some place called K Suites. It looks super high end and ex, but the rates per room per hour was okay luh. Smallest room for 10bucks per hour during the afternoon timing. But the compulsory drinks per person was expensive.. cheapest drink (soft drink) at 10 bucks and second cheapest drink (fruit juices) at 11 bucks. Plus all the service tax and GST, it's about 20+ bucks per person. (Depending on number of hours too). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE WAS A FREAKING COMP WITH WEBCAM IN THE ROOM LOL. Like includes internet access and games such as Maplestory and Audition haha. Webcammed with Niclau for fun. x) Well KBOX was awesome, although the very beginning I felt weird singing heh.. shy :/ but after that was okay! And singing in a small group is okay luh, not as bad as I thought. Like you get more singing time and more freedom to choose your songs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we paid for our KBOX, we were practically broke, so no more last 2010 meal at some nice nice restaurant. Instead it was at Subway LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yay for an awesome last day of 2010~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay time for 2010 reflections. Sec 3, and it's supposedly the most difficult year in Nanyang, but honestly I didn't find it THAT crazy or stressful or what, my impression of Sec 3 was that it passed by rather well and smoothly. New class, a crazy one, had no problems with new classmates, schoolwork was fine too. Overall I enjoyed Sec 3 life, though academic life didn't leave much impression in my 15 years of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight of 2010 would definitely be BSC trip. (And you!) Close to 6 weeks in a foreign country, something really different, plus all the new friends, new experiences, it was a really memorable 6 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Academic results were surprisingly okay, the highest percentage I ever had in my Secondary life, like really surprising luh, not boasting here or anything cause my highest percentage will be quite low compared to some others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wushu. New responsibility, something that I really didn't expect to fall on me. I didn't mind holding this position, but I highly doubt I would cause like seriously.. I don't even have the basic Wushu capabilities to start of with. And till now I must admit I still ain't used to seeing myself as Vice-capt of wushu. Well I guess time will build that up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano. Got a new piano teacher, a really costly one I must say, but a fantastic one. Waking up at 7am every Saturday was quite tough for me, especially when I'm practically dead tired on Fridays and I usually stay up late too. But it was worth it. Love her way of teaching pieces, how she actually makes the piece literally come alive, and how she can be strict but yet fun. Unfortunately I won't continue under her, cause she's far too costly (don't want to see my mum's hard earn money going to waste), especially when practising time drastically decreases during school term. Oh and she lives super far from me, it's like 30min drive to her house for lessons. Up to now I haven't found a piano teacher (stopped piano since BSC started), and I guess I'll get one near my house soon. Learnt my exam pieces already, but still needs lots of brushing up, plus I've hardly practised it this hols (all the overseas trips), so I honestly have no confidence of taking Grade 7 exams next year (WAIT THIS YEAR LOL. 2011.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stil can't register it's 2011, though surprisingly my hand is smart enough to write 1 Jan 2011 on my probability assignment foolscap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to reflect.. or maybe I'm just don't have the reflective mood now. So I'll just go on to 2011. I refuse to write new year resolutions, cause I know most of them won't come true at all, it's more like writing wishes instead. .___. Instead I'll just write a para of what I hope for 2011. (Okay why do I feel like I'm contradicting myself in this para.. like ppl will start thinking ain's resolution = what I hope for 2011 except that one is number format and the other is para.) Okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just hope 2011 will be one filled with loads of new experiences, different ones, and hopefully I grow more (in terms of personality, thinking etc) during this year. Sec 4. Wow. Seniors man. I don't feel the pressure of being seniors in Nanyang, and honestly I don't really anticipate or worry about anything for 2011 as of now. I know I'll continue to procrastinate sometimes, so hoping that I won't procrastinate is something that it's IMPOSSIBLE. IMPOSSIBLE, for real. I just hope to make the most out of this last year in Nanyang, LAST YEAR IN AN ALL GIRLS SCHOOL (:O). And I'll definitely miss Hongzi cause HCI uniform is like.. so leg revealing... zzz. (Okay this is totally sidetrack). I guess there's not much difference from Sec 3 to 4 luh, just that it's the last year in Nanyang, and Higher chinese O, and GRACES (!@#&amp;*#^$), the big difference comes when it's Sec 4 to JC. Have to wait till then to really feel the impact of growing one year older!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is 3968 words long zomg. (I heard the first thunder of 2011 the moment I typed that fullstop, sound effect eh? ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND PEOPLE. To end of my post. Found this from Tumblr. If you're listening to songs on youtube and you want to repeat it but need to keep pressing that replay button when the song ends, just type 'repeat' betweent youtube and .com in the video URL. So it'll be like youtuberepeat.com/(whatever the youtube video code is), AND THE VIDEO WILL JUST KEEP REPEATING OMG. IT WORKS ZOMG. 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Kinda starting to miss it ahh. But quite sad that the temperature wasn't that low enough for us to see snow. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I just arrived Singapore yesterday and I'm going off to Shanghai tomorrow. Gosh. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: 28 October&lt;br /&gt;Watched Ip Man 2 on airplane. Cup noodles with Yongxin on the plane! Got uniform, had school tour around school. Went to this huge supermarket nearby to get stuffs for dorm. Slept at 9+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: 29 October&lt;br /&gt;Woke at 6+. Took public bus to Tiananmen and Forbidden City. Long long walk, with tour guide. Walked up a small hill jinyangshan and tried on the traditional clothes LOLOL. Felt super embarrassed and noob especially when the hc guys were looking wth .__. Then all of them crowded around the ‘emperor seat’ while some of them wore the traditional clothes. They made a lot of OOOOH and noisy sounds .__. Immature much. HORRIBLE BUS RIDE ON 810. Interesting experience. Very interesting. Got so physically close to guys that it was disturbing… legs were cramped like mad after it. Squeezed so crazily on the bus. After dinner walked around the dormitory and bought some food for breakfast the next day. Helped ask a random guy refilling his bottle to help Shichun open her Clean and Clear facial cleanser cause we all couldn’t open it at all (like seriously used so much energy cannot open..) and THEN HE OPENED IT SO FREAKING EASILY? Like his second try and he took less than 3 seconds to open it gosh man. But we’ve no idea what’s his name and class and room and stuffs and I doubt I can recognize him again so he shall be known as the Clean and Clear guy hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: 30 October&lt;br /&gt;Took public bus to Beijing Zoo and saw pandas. Really cute luh! :D Resisted myself from purchasing panda souvenirs cause they weren’t necessities. Headed to the haiyangguan to watch water animal performance. Before that we were mass taking jump shots from this chair cause it makes us look like we jumped really high. Then smsed parents and Weiren cause I haven’t contacted them at all since departure. The performance was not bad, just that there was a bit too much talk and too little performance, like I expected the dolphins and sealion to jump more. And cause of that I kinda zoned out at some parts. Walked around the zoo and ate lunch at some Australian Café which was so not Australian at all. In fact it was so expensive. The food was average, fortunately I picked the correct dish. Their spaghetti and curry dishes were a bit.. weird. Walked more, took more photos, then headed out of zoo. Went to the shopping centre opposite the zoo, and gosh it was so darn crowded. Like a crowded form of Bugis. Spent 200 yuan on 6 items, best buy was definitely a pair of boots for 66yuan cause apparently other dorm people paid up to 200yuan for a similar pair of boots. And our shopping experience was relatively pleasant compared to other groups. Like one shopkeeper pulled the bag of someone to demand her to stay at her shop to buy her goods? And ours… LOL one totally thought we were China students (despite my Singaporean accent Chinese) and asked if we were chuzhong or gaozhong, then saying how we must study hard else we might end up tending stalls in that place. Went back at 4+ on a super crowded bus, but not as bad as the previous night’s 70+ nanyang and hwachong people trip. Ate at some peking roasted duck restaurant, the duck was not bad, just that the serving was a bit small. And everything is super cheap luh, like each person cost 15-16yuan, but it wasn’t that filling unfortunately. Went to haolinju and jinfengchengxiang to buy more food. Then got yangrouchuang from hc guys who helped us ordered, it was not bad luh. Just that gosh they even had a dare for the yangrouchuan, which was quite mean cause someone gave another person’s number to him which is just =.= then the hc teacher hiding their 50 yangrouchuan LOLOL. Talked on the phone with Weiren for 45min (9.15-10.00pm). Crazy luh, never knew I could talk on the phone with someone for so long. And brushing my teeth while on the phone LOL. Then wangdandan caught me in my tee cause I forgot to wear my jacket, cause must wear long sleeve, but it completely slipped off my mind. Was darn sad cause I didn’t want to give her my sanba class tee.. Fortunately she let me off luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: 31 October&lt;br /&gt;Woke up the latest so far! 7+? And it’s the first time I see sunlight when I woke up during this trip. Went to xiandaiwenxueguan and the teacher talked A LOT. Was quite interesting at some parts but kinda zoned out at places. Afternoon was shopping and gosh spent 400yuan can’t believe myself. And I kinda regret not lowering down the price lower. The shopkeepers were super aggressive, like when you had no interest in buying and walked away, they’ll pull you back. Moreover sometimes when you don’t agree with their given price and want a lower one, they’ll ask you to go away if you don’t want. And when you really don’t want and walk away they’ll pull you back and give you a lower price than before. Quite annoying and scary really. Well but the stuffs I bought were quite nice, though could have lowered the price more, but can’t do anything about it already. Then went to laoshechaguan to watch performance. Found the two man comic and the hand shadow thingo really interesting. And the part where they sang with their mouth holding on to a candle holder with 3 candles on it. Darn cool. Just that there was this couple within an arm reach of me doing PDA during the performance. VERY ANNOYING and DISTURBING. Could totally hear them kissing and stuffs wth. Like do it in a more private place with hardly anyone around luh, rather than a place with at least 5 to 6 people within 1 metre radius of them. =.= Went back to dorm really late at 9.45. Volunteered to shower last cause I doubt anyone wants to shower last when it’s so late already. :D I’m tired too, but no difference luh. Curfew at 11pm, but now it’s 11.45 le hehe. Oh and I think we were quite mean to the HC guys cause we misread the laundry time and thought our laundry time was the whole day, but rather it was just Monday Thursday Sunday morning, and had a bit of conflict oh man. Felt really bad luh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: 1 November&lt;br /&gt;Cake and egg for breakfast. Had 文学 and 社会 lessons. The lessons were not bad, very informative. Chinese lessons with liu jun was watching some quite interesting movie, unfortunately I was distracted by the computer sometimes hehe. Discussed about our lunwen content during wangdandan’s lesson. Math lessons with Mr Ang but it had nothing to do with math at all. He started checking the guys’ booklet and said some quite lame jokes which apparently was said also in another class. =.= Drawing lessons with Dr Tan was quite interesting, a bit boring though but drawing is quite fun though I’m not good at it heh. Calligraphy lessons later were boring cause we didn’t get to write on the first lesson, she just went through all the different form of calligraphy writing. Had quite a lot of internet time so yay. Dinner, then more Internet time, discussed more lunwen stuffs, then bought 100yuan top up card for phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6: 2 November&lt;br /&gt;MY CHEEKS ARE PEELING! Eek. Lessons as usual, the interesting part was the zao cao. Super hilarious and felt quite noob doing it hahaha. Drawing of Dr Tan was epic. Super epic. I totally “shuai-ified” him haha. Then during the break between the last lesson and dinner we went out to buy stuffs and I tried 大腰. IT’S DAMN NICE AND HEAVENLY OMG. FATTY AND OILY AND UNHEALTHY BUT WHATEVER. IT’S DARN DARN NICE. Bought more stuffs omg, spent like 70+ yuan O: SPENT 1000YUAN ALREADY OMG. When not even a week has past. Should control myself but ahhh got so many nice food. Should have brought more money. And I still need to chiong out that 400 words reflection. Hais. BUT DA YAO ROCKS ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7: 3 November&lt;br /&gt;Woke up later than usual cause it’s fieldtrip day! Went to 香山 first and gosh the walk up was very tiring. Sweated quite a lot surprisingly. The stairs were torturous, felt like it was forever till I would reach the peak. Walked with Qiuhao cause the pace of the rest was a bit slow, and the satisfaction of reaching the top was very good. Went down the hill by chairlift with cost 50yuan and the scenery was super nice, though it was really chilling due to the wind. Had takeaway MacDonalds for lunch and It wasn’t really nice, especially the soggy fries. Eating on the bus wasn’t comfortable either, with Yong Xin and I spilling our drink on the seat of the bus heh. And everyone pilling their French fries to me such that I had almost 7 packets. But I ate about a quarter of that only luh, who would be so crazy to eat them all. Went to 北京植物园 and the scenery was quite nice too. Took a couple of nice pictures there. And spammed jump shots with fellow Nanyang-ers. xD Some really nice jump shots too. Oh cause we had to walk quite deep into the 植物园 to some temple and walk back to the main entrance, and the walk is pretty far plus we were quite dead tired already from all the walking, and we had to catch up with the hwachong people who were way ahead of us, so we took this vehicle thingo that costs 10yuan back, and on the way when we overtook the walking hwachong people we totally shouted BYEEEEE! Like totally 幸灾乐祸 haha. Slept really soundly on the bus trip back to the dormitory. Had some free time before we settle our dinner so I wrote some of my reflections, only a quarter though not very accomplished.. Ate dinner at a Japanese restaurant with the rest of the hwachong guys, practically crashed the whole restaurant cause there were like seventy plus of us (occupied both the first and second level of the restaurant). The dinner wasn’t pleasant, with two tables of hwachong guys ordering sake and beer and some getting quite red and a bit drunk and their 脸色looked really bad. Observed several girls’ behaviour got quite put off with them. Like seriously laugh so openly and loudly for so long? Seriously seems super attract attention, and the way she contradicts what she tells others and how she presents herself, darn pissing. And someone else who would totally ‘abandon’ a good friend and go to a bunch of crazy and high people just cause they are more fun as company. Don’t like how I see ugly sides of people nowadays. And knowing something else which made me quite sad, though I didn’t say it out, but yea thinking about it in the future just makes me sad. Slept at 12am to chiong 400 words reflections!&lt;br /&gt;BON DEUXIEME MOIS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 8: 4 November&lt;br /&gt;We were almost late for school today, like after chionging back to class and settling down, the teacher came in one minute (or less) later to take attendance. Darn close gosh. Had wenxue and shehui lessons as usual, and then Dr Ang’s double lesson which was mainly about permutation and combination. Quite like his style of teaching though it’s amusingly lame. Realised quite a lot of interesting stuffs just from (a+b)^2 = a^2 + 2ab + b^2. First wushu lessons was quite.. amusing I guess? Liked the part where we got to watch the guys do push-ups, first time witnessing this kind of thing, and it’s quite cool to observe who are the stronger and weaker ones. Those strong ones look quite shuai doing push-ups heh. Went to 好邻居 during the one hour plus break before dinner to buy stuffs using our transport card since we hardly use public transport nowadays. Stocked up on quite of food stuffs. And I realized I have 16 packets of pokys now haha so epic! And for the first time I have 0yuan expenditure today! Since the transport card money isn’t really counted hehe. Webcamming is fun, especially when you’re overseas heh. Oh the other interesting part of today was forming groups for CIP, cause at least 2-3 girls must be in each group of 8 people, so it’s like the ‘first time’ there’s more interaction between nanyang and hwachong. Asked Gary first cause he’s like the only guy I know and I know he knows me. CIP sounds quite fun, though the aggressive part is a bit scary. Slept quite late cause was finishing our lun wen questions. Going to bed soon~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 9: 5 November&lt;br /&gt;Wenxue and shehui lessons as usual. Interesting part was dance! 藏族舞蹈 which was quite cool, though felt a bit inferior cause 4 out of 6 girls were Chinese dancer. And ratio of 1:3 girls to boys, a bit scary. But it was a very good lesson, and gosh the teacher’s shencai is darn good. Though the progress is a bit slow cause of the boys sometimes, but overall it was good! Oh and we could hear the 民歌 sounds from opposite and it was quite amusing cause it sounded.. well just amusing hehe. After lunch (and found out that it happened .___.) took bus (22) and subway to Beijing Olympic park. Went to the 中国科学技术馆 and watched Imax movie. Something about protecting Pandas which is very interesting and cool. Cause the Imax screen effect was very realistic, and the plot is not bad either. Quite touching, and I especially love the part when the female lead carried the baby panda, DAMN DAMN CUTE OMG. Then we had free time to explore the science centre ourselves. Went to some futuristic exhibit, where there’s all the space stuffs and tried this stimulator which turns your whole body in all directions. Darn cool especially when you get turned upside down. And fortunately for me mine had a lot of upside down turnings. Then looked at the human body exhibit, quite cool too but didn’t really learn a lot of stuffs cause we didn’t spend time reading the explanation. Took a lot of photos though. And jump shots! After science centre was walking quite long to the Bird Nest stadium and Water Cube. Didn’t have much time there cause the sun was setting soon, so was taking pictures really quickly. Chionged back to school via public transport and the sky was so dark already and it felt like it was 8pm, but it was only 5.55pm. Dinner in school and had night study which was darn pointless cause most of us didn’t bring our laptops as we thought there isn’t going to be night study since we’re going out. So spent most of the time sleeping rather uncomfortably and getting both my arms numbed and back suan-ed after sleeping on the table. Went to 好邻居 and bought this super nice 统一蜜桃多peach juice drink for only 3 yuan. Damn damn nice. Gosh! &lt;br /&gt;Day 10: 6 November&lt;br /&gt;Found out that I stained the bedsheets really badly gosh. The worse stained I’ve ever seen. Gosh man. But fortunately today was the day we change our bedsheets! Moreover Qiuhao stained her bed too and Shichun cause she vomited. Had cup noodles for breakfast. Headed to Great Wall of China at mutianyu, the stairs up was quite long but manageable. Great wall looked exactly the same as the one I went to went I was in primary school. Took a couple of shots, then took the toboggan down and IT WAS SUPER FUN. Had fun trying to take pictures of myself and the track while controlling the toboggan. And one of the staff was like “不要照！” LOLOL. Bought a couple of stuffs at the entrance of the great wall. Was very proud of my bargaining skills. Like 35yuan thing got it for 10yuan. xD Went for lunch and sat at the teacher’s table with Gin and Shichun, felt super super weird and restricted. Ate a lot less than usual and felt a bit irritated when wanglaoshi said that yuemin yongxin and yonghui were the big eaters and not me =.= cause I’m totally the one who finishes everyone’s leftover and eats the most luh. One lovely hour of bus ride to 十三陵 and it was so funny when all the hwachong guys were lazy to get off the bus when we reached. Then Dr Ang was like outside the bus and shouted “快点啦！” and all the guys immediately stood up, darn darn funny. 十三陵 was quite interesting but a bit scary, since it’s a royal cemetery after all. The underground palace was cool, but sadly can’t take much pictures in it. Then went to the 神道 which was a bit scary since the sun was setting real soon, and the road was super super long and endless. Another hour ride back to dormitory. Gosh I love all the long bus rides. Darn nice to sleep in. Walked around the dormitory to explore for places to eat out dinner, and found this really nice noodles shop called 私家somethingsomething. Really worth it since the portion is huge and each bowl of noodles cost about 10-14 yuan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 11: 7 November&lt;br /&gt;Woke up really late cause I had slight headache, felt quite horrible. Went to 庆丰包子店 for breakfast and ordered小龙包子 and 茶鸡蛋. Gosh they have loads of小龙包子, like 9小龙包子 per serving. Most of dormmates couldn’t finish it but I managed to! So quite proud of myself. Went to 798艺术区 to explore around, some places were really cool, especially love one of the photography gallery. Then some of the shops sold really really cool stuffs too, love these kind of shops. Many Nanyang-ers had their self-potrait drawn by street artists, was tempted to go for it too but there wasn’t enough time left and the standard of drawing wasn’t THAT particularly good to me. Lunch at KFC, gosh fast food restaurant meals AGAIN. No wonder my throat feels funny now from all the fried stuffs. Went to 电影博物馆 and felt rather crappy cause the wind was like 4-5 级 and my head hurt really badly. Was very sian-ed throughout all the exhibits cause it was so long and my headache. Didn’t know why I suddenly started tearing either.. like couldn’t control at all and yet I’ve no idea what made me teared. But started to hype up later cause the later exhibits were more interesting, like they showed about the special effects of various movies, darn cool really. Then went to this really high end restaurant for a super early dinner, like at 5pm gosh. Went back to dorm and showered first, then realized my temperature is 37.5degrees gosh. Sleeping earlier for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 12: 8 November&lt;br /&gt;Temperature dropped to 36.9degrees fortunately. During文学 went to 第二炮 hospital to check up, and got some horrible medicine which I hardly ate cause I’m feeling perfectly fine now. Went back to school for 社会 lessons. Then went to 二附中for 随班上课 and had 自我介绍 during 班会. Quite sad that we didn’t get to go 三帆 but our class was quite welcoming and enthusiastic about our arrival. Lessons were mostly boring cause they were going through exam scripts. Ended up sketching and drawing random objects I could find. But one part of their lesson kinda scared me, the way the teacher presented the top few for each subjects, and the overall top 10 for the class, the way they are so open about marks is really different from Singapore. Like for us once you get your report books then teacher won’t really talk about marks and then it’s holidays already. And the form teacher really encourages and motivates those that are disappointed in their results. Later we had 书法 which was not bad since we got to write 书法. Break before dinner was walking endless rounds around the track with Qiuhao and talking to her. Quite fun and relaxing really. Especially the semi-dark sky and the random music played against the background. And observed guys sprinting so fast that we can hardly see their legs, and this guy banging into another guy and both of them falling on the ground. Dinner, and back to dormitory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 13: 9 November&lt;br /&gt;Woke up quite late today but wasn’t late for school. 文学 and 社会 as usual. Then 随班上课, some lessons were checking through papers, but during Chemistry and Physics they had lessons which was way better. Had redox lessons during Chem, Chinese of redox is 氧化还原反应 quite cool really. And if I’m not wrong 离子化合物 is ionic compound and 共价化合物 is covalent compound. Their periodic table is damn cool too, like all the elements are in Chinese, metal elements have 金字旁 and non-metals have 石字旁. Damn cool lah. Took a photo of it, with a table of hanyupinyin of the elements too! Then Physics lesson was about friction (摩擦力), stuffs like 静摩擦力, 滑动摩擦力 and 滚动摩擦力, no idea what’s these three in English though. Oh and the 语文 teacher was so nice to photocopy extra sets of the 考试作文范文 for us to read, really like two of the five essays she gave us. Love the ending of this essay “那天下午，太阳的余晖打在她身上很美，我就那样快跑过去和“怪人”一起走在夕阳中。” Sound simple but it really fits the whole essay nicely. Oh but their essay is really short, like minimum number of words is 800 which is like only 2 作文稿纸 sides. And their 作文题目is like “生活中，我们经常用一个字来评价一个人外貌或性格，如酷、帅、木、二… … 请以《这个同学有点儿__》为题写一篇不少于800字的记叙文。” It allows so much space for creativity compared to the rather restrictive 报章报道 that we have. But I’ve no idea what the characteristic of 二 is. Went back to BSC class and had mass running practice at 5pm cause we have some running orderly competition later with the class we’re attached to. Temperature was below 10 degrees then and my teeth were chattering while waiting on the track with the rest. Everyone was like shivering and wanted the run to start as soon as possible. Quite cool to run in a group, totally made me feel like running. So jogged a couple more rounds with Yongxin Yonghui and Amanda. Stopped after a few rounds and continued fast jogging one round, then resting for a round and fast jogging another round. Last round was slow jog ¾ of the track and sprinting the last quarter with Yonghui and Amanda. Then went to dance studio to do some stretching, so relieved and glad that I could still do front split despite not doing it since EOYs period and wearing jeans underneath the school uniform pants. Felt rather accomplished! Didn’t have much appetite during dinner cause of all the exercise, one of the dinner I took the least food, then went to a stationery shop nearby and got a blue tetracoil hair band which cost only 1 yuan ($0.20), when blogshops in Singapore sell it for $1 and according to Shichun some places in Singapore sell it 3 for $1. So quite worth it yay. Then tried their bubble tea and it’s not bad! Green tea bubble tea tasted like Pokka Green Tea. Night study had mass briefing with Dr Ang, then discussed a bit about 论文, and back to dormitory at 8.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 14: 10 November&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY! Hope you like that mini montage present I emailed you! Brought our breakfast back to kaixuan classroom cause qihang was still locked and we needed to chiong lunwen stuffs. Had 文学and 社会 lesson in aoxiang classroom. Went for 随班上课 as usual and copied a bunch of physics in Chinese from their physics textbook. It’s all the Newton’s Law, Vector Addition and Resolution, Friction. Saw their Math textbook and it’s quite cool too cause it’s trigo in Chinese. Brought back our lunchboxes to dormitory to eat cause I needed to get a headache medicine for Amanda. PE was watching the guys having basketball competitions and gosh it was damn cool to watch them, cause they were super pro and look quite shuai when they played. Really exciting to watch the matches, sadly the class I supported (七班) didn’t win. Lessons after that and I guiltily slept for a few minutes in their geography lessons, cause I couldn’t relate anything in it, not geography student mah. And their 历史 textbook is freaking cool cause it’s all the BSP stuffs we memorized for BSP exam, and the textbook is way better than the BSP notes. English lessons was freaking cool cause we watched the movie “Tuesdays with Morrie”, I think I’ve watched the movie quite some time ago but I can’t remember it cause it’s too long ago. And the students watched the movie in English subtitles which is quite cool. Nice, touching and very meaningful movie. Stuffs like “We must love one another or die”, and “There’s nothing innately sinful about being dependent.” Quite cool. Came back and used computer all the way till dinner. After dinner went to 逛街 with Shichun, Qiuhao and Gin. Got three books for 45 yuan only omg, and three darn good English books (Marley &amp; Me, P.S. I Love You, Time Traveler’s Wife). Got  bubble tea then chionged back to class cause we had to be back by 7pm and we had only 2 minutes left. Did lunwen stuffs, and back to dormitory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 15: 11 November&lt;br /&gt;During 文学 the teacher practically summarized almost the whole 水浒传 which was damn draggy but quite cool in a way, especially the part of the super sharp knife that can pierce a person without staining the knife in blood cause the knife is so fast that the blood can’t even get in contact with the knife. 随班上课 again and the interesting part was PE cause the guys in our class participated in the inter-class basketball competition and we won! Their match was damn pro and good lah! Slept during most of the lessons again cause I just couldn’t help it and I didn’t understand a thing and I was very sleepy. Wushu was quite cool cause we had 10 people holding the hitting thingo and the rest kick it, quite fun to hold it but a bit scary cause 2 guys kicked my hand, and some kicked so hard that the thing flew out of my hand. Bought bubble tea during free time. After dinner we had this birthday bash for 2 hwachong guys (Modi-10 Nov, Jonathan Han-11 Nov), quite cool that everyone came to sing the birthday song. Back in dormitory, finished up collating interview results and got 2 羊肉串 from the guys! And surprisingly got internet connection in the dormitory and could sign into MSN. Slept at 12 midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 16: 12 November&lt;br /&gt;文学 teacher taught us about 诸葛亮! Quite cool! First half of dance lesson was some time thingo and we had to come out with our own movements to present the various time, and the guys mostly did wushu like LOL. Then our last 早操 session oh man quite sad. Second half of dance session was more challenging, required a lot of hand eye leg coordination gosh, totally got luan. Then the break before lunch, listened to Gary play piano and he played damn well, played 21 Guns and it’s totally stuck in my head. Suddenly missed my piano so badly. After lunch chionged to music room to try out the piano but totally can’t remember any pieces at all, should have brought my scores here ahh. Regret. Read Tuesdays with Morrie during lesson time cause it was kinda like our free time. Wushu lessons was quite fun, paired with Yutong and it was damn funny to do with her. Punching the red thingo and making the loud noise when hitting it is super shuang. Then dunno why became high and started taking pictures with the jiaolian, and when we previewed pictures he came and pointed to himself saying, “Who is this handsome boy over there.” In this super super weird china accent. DAMN FUNNY LOL. During break time before dinner went to buy bubble tea (again lol). And bought sushi for 5 yuan only, kimchi sushi omg super nice. Had CIP meeting which was quite failed cause only 2 guys and 2 girls were present and it felts super super weird and awkward. Went back to dormitory and had another CIP meeting along the corridors which I guess was pretty much better than the first one, though it’s still a bit quiet and weird. But at least we got stuffs done, but I have a feeling that we won’t really bond, and after CIP we’ll just be back to the usual kind of thing. Weird. Eek. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 17: 13 November&lt;br /&gt;红烧牛肉 cup noodles for breakfast, left dormitory at 7.15am and headed to 欢乐谷 cause it takes 1.5h to travel there (bus to subway to bus) and the place opens at 9.00am. Weather was quite windy eek. Was very disturbed in the subway cause I was sitting at the side seat and there was this guy grabbing onto the pole near the side seat and coming really close to me, like if I lift my knee 15cm upwards I would have hit his crotch. And apparently he asked me “这位姑娘是从哪里来的？” and I ignored cause I was listening to music and really couldn’t hear what he was saying. (Qiuhao told me what he asked), moreover apparently he kept staring at me throughout the journey (Qiuhao told me that too cause I was looking down at my bag on my lap most of the time). Plus he was like unzipping his jacket in front of me wth, I was totally prepared to kick his crotch if he ever dare to do anything funny. At 欢乐谷, in the morning the queues were pretty long for the rides, especially one turny one which we waited for super long in the cold wind blowing against our bodies and we were all shivering and feeling cold all over. But the ride was fun so quite worth it. The two roller coasters were YAY! So long since I last taken the roller coaster. Went three times for one of the roller coast, first row, last row and second row! Then we took this go up damn fast and come down slowly ride, and another type is go up slowly and come down super fast kind, me and Gin took that for at least 4 times. Lunch at KFC was quite horrible, cause the queue was super long and hardly moved, plus the queue wasn’t in an orderly fashion, like people were not standing in one straight line.  Haunted house was epic, thought it would be a lot scarier since they said that the ghosts were done by their staff, but turned out I only saw one real life ghost. Was damn scared at first and grabbed Yong Xin’s bag and squashed Qiuhao’s hand from clasping onto her hand using my upper arm. And cause people went in in batches of 10, and my batch was all Nanyang girls, we were so scared that we walked damn fast until we caught up with the previous batch which had Hwachong guys. And it wasn’t scary at all cause most of the time I don’t see anything scary at all, and the real life ghost was epic. Seem like he/she was more afraid of us than we were of him/her, cause some of us just started screaming crazily when we saw him/her and he/she hasn’t done anything. LOL.  Then when we were leaving him/her I shouted “Jiayous!” and wanted to add a Good Job! But didn’t know what good job was in Chinese, so just shouted “好球！” which is super random and made people laugh. Last hour in 欢乐谷 was spent taking kiddy rides with some other BSC people, like merry go round and tea cup. We were totally high-ing during the merry go round and the staff saw that we enjoyed it so much and he let us ride it longer than usual. Tea cup was horrible and made me so damn giddy gosh. But it’s cool to reminisce childhood days hehe. Ride back to dormitory was super sleepy, but was damn fortunate to get seats in all 3 bus and subway rides. Oh and I couldn’t entered the subway with Shichun cause don’t know why there was some error in our cards, plus we were one of the last to tap our cards so the rest had went down to wait for the subway already, Gin, Qiuhao and Gary were inside waiting for us. So me feeling a bit lost went to the information counter and went in by an ‘illegal’ method with the permission of the staff. Was quite surprised that Gary waited for us cause it was totally unexpected plus all the guys also went down already (and he isn’t obliged to wait for us), so quite touched in a way cause when we couldn’t get in I felt quite lost and it reassured me in a way that there’s a guy waiting luh. So both of us bought 20 羊肉串 to give him to show our.. gratefulness. Had cup noodles for dinner cause we were all so tired to go out to find somewhere else to eat. Oh dear so unhealthy meals today.. cup noodles KFC cup noodles gosh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 18: 14 November&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with a really bad headache and temperature of 37.6 degrees, felt quite horrible until I took the Chinese medicine and fever went down to 36.9 degrees. Went to school for some talk by this American guy who stayed in Beijing for 1 year already and knows Chinese, English and Japanese quite well. His speech (actually it wasn’t really a speech but yea don’t know how to call it) was quite interesting and different but I zoned out at some parts cause of my headache. After this was going to 五道口. Was quite irritated cause there was actually a direct bus from our dormitory to the place but we went by bus to subway to bus which is pretty stupid and a waste of money. Just that some people wanted to stick to the guy’s way of travelling and refused to listen to someone so they went by the more costly and longer way. Went to I’m-not-sure-which-part of 五道口 to shop, ate some 麻辣 thingo with Yuemin and died from just one stick cause it was so freaking spicy. After that went to another place to shop but that place didn’t have much stuffs, it was just like random shops along the street. The other place was really like a normal shopping centre with loads of shops. Bought some stuffs, but overall didn’t buy much so not really satisfied, followed the wrong people I guess. Lunch was some 小吃place and their 红烧牛肉面  was damn damn spicy omg. Was having sore throat, runny nose, headache while eating it lol. Voice after that meal was totally cmi. Dinner was with another bunch of guys at some Korean barbeque restaurant but didn’t eat much cause we had late lunch and didn’t have much appetite, though it was a quite amusing dinner with Kayla, Gin, Shichun and Qiuhao. Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. xD Went back by direct bus and collected cake for Miss Lin’s farewell and Mrs Tan’s welcome. Celebration was okay I guess, just that I felt a bit screwed cause my nose was acting up. Slept at about 1am, with a bunch of girls and guys playing bridge and gambling along the corridors. Like WOW, seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 19: 15 November&lt;br /&gt;Woke up really really late, but fortunately I got prepared in time! Lessons as usual, then instead of going to volleyball during PE, I ponned volleyball cause it’s really boring there, teacher don’t even care about us, and Yongxin went to the hospital so I don’t have any company there, and apparently the guys ponned volleyball too lol. Joined Shichun and Gin for some Chinese aerobic thingo which was quite amusing cause the steps were rather interesting, and the fact that I was completely new to them and was totally following and learning on the spot, was quite amused lol. Had flag raising ceremony after that, really like China’s national anthem compared to Singapore’s lah! So much shorter and feels much more patriotic than Singapore’s . Liu Jun’s lesson after that and finished watching 落叶归根, found the movie damn meaningful lah. Lunch, then Dr Ang’s lesson which was quite interesting cause he thought us more about permutation and combination, using the example of getting a Hwachong guy who has a younger sister and asking if another 5 hwachong guys would want to know his sister. Like his way of teaching cause he starts of in a very non-mathematical way, very real-life kind of situation approach to teach the topic. Damn good. Calligraphy after that, learnt how to write 家和万事兴. But totally gave up trying to write nicely cause no matter how much I try it turns out horrible, so ended up writing random names in cursive handwriting. Break before dinner was walking around outside school compound and buying more food whooots! Found out a 麻辣 food stall thingo very near our school and was damn damn happy cause it’s super nice and cheap and worth it! Bought 4 breads from 庆丰城祥 and roast duck sushi which tastes pretty nice! Gosh just love all the 小吃 around our school, so cheap and so good and so worth it. Think I’ll totally miss all the good food here. And not forgetting the not-straight overhead bridge which sells really cheap books, gloves, ear muffs, hats, and whatnot. Awesome man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 20: 16 November&lt;br /&gt;2+h bus ride to 天津, slept very shuang-ly. Went to 南开中学 to attend two of their lessons (Physics and Math). Physics was just about Newton’s Law, math was way more challenging, some functions logs thingo that seems like some Math Olympiad questions. Then had school tour around their school compound. Love their school architecture, damn English-ly and western-y and freaking pretty! Took quite a few of nice pictures there. Lunch was damn yummy too, had pasta omg. After that headed towards 周恩来纪念馆 but turned out we couldn’t go in cause needed some pre-booking thingo. So went to 天津文化街 to shop and walk around, didn’t buy anything for myself (other than an ice cream) cause I don’t use anything over there. Bought stuffs for some people. 2+h drive back to 北京, slept super soundly gosh. Had dinner at some restaurant, quite cool cause we occupied 9 tables, and girls only took up 2.5 tables lol. Super entertaining dinner cause of the dares the guys had. First one was Leslie walking to Xinda and shouting super loudly “你很美!”, next one was Wayne catwalking and holding a 饺子 with a pair of chopsticks towards Dr Ang and giving a very flirty look. Then was this guy (not sure of his name, think it’s Kaixiang?) going up to Yuemin and telling her “Luther is mine, stay away from him.” Then after that was Luther going up to Liu Jun lao shi (who was sat beside Yuemin) and giving her a 饺子, and someone shouting “LUTHER MISS TARGET!” LOLOL. Then was this random guy who went up to Yongxin (who’s in our table and we all didn’t expect that at all), tapped her shoulder and started flexing his muscles and making the “AHH. OHH” flexing sound. Totally made us LOL and Yongxin was like shocked haha. And the last dare (but most of us didn’t see it cause it was when we were leaving), was this guy giving Liu Jun lao shi a 饺子 and asking her to marry him LOL WTH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 21: 17 November&lt;br /&gt;Short post here cause I’m writing this late. Morning went to 中华人民抗日纪念馆, quite cool, cause it’s all the World War Two stuffs, and the thing that really caught my eye was the part about Nanjing Massacre, cruel to the max luh. After that walked to 户沟桥, all those lions were quite cool, but we didn’t really walk the whole bridge, moreover the scene wasn’t that nice cause the water below the bridge was all dried up. Lunch later was quite horrible, many disliked it. Then was 潭柘寺, not bad either. Went back quite early, and shopped quite a lot around our dormitory, was totally in love with the pirated DVD shop. Gosh the quality is damn damn good. And freaking cheap, 7 yuan per movie dvd, and 10 yuan per drama set gosh man. 11 麻辣 sticks was heavenly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 22: 18 November&lt;br /&gt;文学and 社会lessons as usual. Had manga drawing lessons, which I’m surprised by my ability to copy the picture heh. Then double Dr Ang periods which is quite cool, just love how he can incorporate the song “12 Days of Christmas” into pascal triangle. Think he’s a damn good teacher. First time we had jogging for 早操, which was not bad cause we ran around the school compound instead of around the track. Which is way more interesting and seems less tiring than around the track. Three rounds was manageable. After lunch headed to 天坛, walked to 积水潭 station then took subway to 天坛. Walk was quite long gosh. Got this electrical tour guide thingo so we can explore 天坛 by ourselves, which I think is way better than a whole group of us following a tour guide, cause most of the time I can’t catch what the guide is saying. The last time I went to 天坛 was in lower primary school, and the thing that left me the deepest impression is the 回音壁 (echo wall), cause I remember it working. Tried it with Shichun, and the first time we couldn’t hear each other, but amazingly the second time it worked. Was damn hyper about it. Saw some hwachong guys trying it out in the wrong way and being so amazed that it worked, quite LOL really. Like they were on the same side of the wall, and could see each other clearly, and they shouted across each other and found out that they could hear each other! LOL. Subway back to 积水潭, and the walk back to the school from the station seems so much shorter cause I was singing while walking back, felt rather high heh. Quite hilarious cause Shichun and I were singing Hit Me Baby One More Time when passing by 第二炮 hospital. &lt;br /&gt;Day 23: 19 November&lt;br /&gt;文学and 社会 lessons. 藏族 dance was not bad, moves were catchy and quite easy to learn. Love the beat man. After lunch was CIP! Trip there was not bad, squashed in the small bus, with Yuan Han and his lame jokes and hwach guys laughing and random parts. Then at first the CIP was quite okay, but when we gave out the stars, the kids became picky and everything, and made a lot a lot of noise. And a few minutes later they all assembled outside and we were suppose to perform for them and we didn’t prepare at all. So totally impromptu-ed 朋友and We Will Get There. Quite malu cause their performance was way better than ours. Went back to classroom for a few minutes and had a hard time settling the kids down to continue singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Stars. Wanted to teach them the English part but had no time at all. Short introduction about Singapore and when we drew the Singapore flag on the blackboard someone shouted “日本!” LOL. Oh and the CIP place is outside of 五环, quite cool. Went to 超市 and spent 50+yuan gosh, dinner, then night study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 24: 20 November&lt;br /&gt;Assembled at 8am and headed to 国家大剧院, WDD wanted to bring us to 国民大会堂 but it was closed cause of some activity. 国家大剧院is damn cool lah! Egg in water haha. Love the architecture, both outside and inside. The water thingo is damn cool too, like the reflection of the building is really pretty and being able to go under the water is quite cool. And the concert halls are all super pretty! The free tour around the building is not bad too! There’s this music theme shop in the building which is damn cool, sell almost everything related to music, like piano ruler and drumstick pen. Bought two score books which is mainly for leisure and sight reading. Had free time after that for the whole afternoon. Went to 西单 by subway to shop, had lunch at some 李先生place which sells not bad 牛肉面. Shopped quite a lot, spent over 300yuan in all. Went to 北京图书大厦too, and really love one of the books I bought about some psychological stuffs. Love a bag I bought for 85 yuan, original asking price was 120. And a 12 sided rubik cube for 35 yuan, original asking price 70+ yuan. Quite happy with the stuffs I bought today! Took 22 back and stopped a stop earlier cause there was quite a massive traffic jam and the driver told us to walk instead else the traffic jam would be an hour long gosh. Dinner was cup noodles cause our legs were damn tired from all the walking and the long bus jam. Spent another 60 yuan on DVDs. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 25: 21 November&lt;br /&gt;北大in the morning, had 交流with ex-Nanyang seniors who were studying in 北大. Their presentation was quite interesting, but most of the facultys they took up were Chinese Literature and International Relations and stuffs like that which I am mostly not interested in it at all. So doubt 北大 will be my choice for university, since it’s more of humanities than math and science. Lunch at 北大was fantastic, one of the best restaurant meals ever. And the campus is quite cool, it’s like more of a town instead of a school campus, with fruit stall, 超市, 小吃shops. Damn cool. After lunch headed to the new 五道口for 2 plus hours of shopping. Got two necklaces and two long shirts, damn happy with it. And it quite matches together! Dinner was at some天津饺子 restaurant again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 26: 22 November&lt;br /&gt;文学and 社会, then aerobics which was damn LOL. Zi-high-ed and was doing the dance moves like some crazy hiphop wannabe, and got video-ed down by Shichun gosh man. Morning assembly, I really like their National Anthem luh, must learn it one day. Lessons, and during lunch Shichun, Gin, Qiuhao and I went to 小卖部and totally spam buy tidbits, and our tidbits completely filled one whole carton haha. Darn cool. Went for 二附中’s 班会, nothing much, just that cause Yonghui joined our class and Yongxin was with us, a lot of people kept staring cause they look super alike, twins mah. Quite amusing to see the way they stare at them. Chiong-ed reflections before dinner, and after dinner went to buy 奶茶and some pens yay! Watched 圆明园movie during night study, it was more like a documentary though. Beginning was a bit boring, but at the end it was quite sad, all those foreign invaders destroying all the precious items. It was quite amusing to see the way some hwach guys slept during the movie lol.  Back in dormitory, celebrated Gin, Wanglaoshi and Nicole’s birthday. And watched Yutong did her dares, like Superman down the corridor. And something very interesting: 知识就像内衣，见不到但很重要. EPIC WIN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 27: 23 November&lt;br /&gt;文学lessons only, cause somehow the 社会teacher didn’t come, so free period yay! Finished up quite a lot of our 论文. Lessons after that by hwach teachers were mostly free periods to do our 论文. Running 3 rounds after that, and chionging to lunch right after that. Felt super weird luh, run then eat straight away. And it’s super early lunch gosh. Boarded to bus at 11+, 3 hour journey to 中新天津生态城! Presentation of the Eco-city was done in English, which quite surprised me heh.  But I think the place is cool luh, it’s like producing a new city from scratch. And the model of it is damn cool too, plus the water part of the model was really made with real water, I feel damn toot that I had to blow the surface of the water to tell that it’s real water LOL. Another 3 hour bus journey back to Beijing, gosh damn shuang! No night study, had dinner at aidebao western restaurant, not bad, just that it’s a bit expensive and the food takes quite long to be served. The 奶油烤鱼 I ordered was damn huge and big luh. First bite was heavenly, but the more I ate the more ni it gets and got super full and bloated in the end. Gosh. Then 9.30 meeting with WDD and got 200 bucks omg. Feel so much richer suddenly, and that 200 bucks totally got rid of my control over spending this coming week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 28: 24 November&lt;br /&gt;Went to 颐和园. Gosh 5-6 级wind was crazy man, could feel myself being blowned away loads of time, and the wind was so strong that my hands became dry and started to hurt, had gloves fortunately. Became super high because of the strong wind LOL. Love the 苏州街in 颐和园, it looks exactly the same as I remember how it was when I last went to Beijing in lower primary. Love how narrow the pathway was beside the water, but it’s kinda scary at the same time, with all the right angled turns, there’s this fear of accidentally stepping into a gap and into the water gosh. Lunch at MacDonalds, totally splurged my money on Macs. One meal, plus 5 nuggets and macflurry (麦旋风), never ever bought that much food from Macdonalds at a go. The 5 nuggets were freaking cheap, 6 yuan only, in Singapore it’ll most probably cost $6. And gosh the MacFlurry was heavenly, really unlike the vanilla ice-cream and bits of oreo macflurry in Singapore. There’s like additional chocolate fudge in the MacFlurry, damn damn heavenly. Same price as Singapore’s MacFlurry though. Next place was 圆明园. Darn sad place, all the ruins gosh! The interesting part was the human maze, quite cool. Like being at the tower and looking at the rest finding their way through! Other interesting part was seeing the filming of the Chinese movie “建国大业”, super cool luh, watching a filming of a movie real life. Then was Shichun’s poop stucked in the squatting toilet bowl cause she faced the wrong way LOL. And teasing her about it after that was super amusing. First time we had night study in the dormitory, which was quite cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 29: 25 November&lt;br /&gt;文学lessons were damn useless, like it was telling us all the 名胜古地 of Beijing and what bus number to go there. Can’t believe I actually dozed off in both 文学and 社会 lessons. Liu Jun’s lesson was free time to do lunwen, watched a bit more of Playful Kiss. Running during 课间操. Dr Ang’s lessons were quite cool luh! Pascal Tetrahedral, and was quite proud of myself for being able to expand (a+b+c)^3 in the so-called 高等method of expanding it haha. Miss Ong’s lesson was presenting our Definition of Creative Non-fiction presentation, super impromptu presentation luh. First time watching guys present a project was quite an eye-opener? Wushu lessons later was not bad either. Ran only 1 round cause I didn’t want to get the cannot-feel-nose feeling after running. Kicking was quite cool haha. Night study and first webcamming session with Daddy! Pity Mummy wasn’t at home though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 30: 26 November&lt;br /&gt;文学and 社会 as usual. Art elective was cool, last 藏族dance lesson, and we managed to dance one whole song so it’s quite cool. Love the beat of the dance. No running cause there was an emergency briefing about someone having a contagious disease. CIP after lunch was okay, the kids were really pro in English words luh! Class photo with them at the end, and back to dormitory. Had practice lunwen presentation during night study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 31: 27 November&lt;br /&gt;Macdonalds breakfast at 7am! Got Hotcakes extra value meal, it’s not bad! Only the butter they give is more like creamy cheese than butter. 首都博物馆was a bit boring, cause the exhibits didn’t really appeal to me. Lunch at some giant food court, first time at a food court during this trip. 军事博物馆was optional for Nanyang girls, but Qiuhao, Shichun and I still went cause after all we are in Beijing already, might as well go take a look. The first floor was rather dry, all the 红军 stuffs, but second floor was super cool, all the display of weapons and bombs and stuffs. Then there’s this huge array of tanks and planes, freaking cool. Went back to dormitory at 3 cause we were tired, and was a bit too late to shop, still have to finish reflections. Slept 2 hours in the dormitory with my boots on cause if I take it off it’ll stink the whole room heh. Dinner was cup noodles in dormitory. Then some guys asked if we wanted to join them for karaoke tomorrow cause we asked one of them where the place was yesterday. Super nice of them to ask us luh! So kinda glad that tomorrow’s free whole day activity is settled! Should be quite fun making friends with them so yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 32: 28 November&lt;br /&gt;MacDonalds breakfast as usual, and met a bunch of guys at the bus stop and headed to 金五星for shopping before KTV. The place is super big and it’s quite empty so yay, but not a lot of nice stuffs though. The toilet was..omg classic China toilets. First time I ever experienced these kind of toilet – no door cubicle toilets. Felt quite traumatized gosh. Especially when there was this middle aged lady who kept staring at me when I was pee-ing. =.= Then was cabbing to the old 五道口 to do more shopping. Love that place man, bought quite a few stuffs there so yay! Cabbed to the KTV place which is near 东直门. Cabbing journey was super funny, with Kaihong’s Exit C and A thingo, and discussing with the driver how it’s impossible for the journey to be 25min long. And hurrying to pay the taxi driver the cab fare haha. KTV place was super high end luh! Damn cool. At first Shichun and I was in a room with a bunch of guys, then we moved to Luther and Yuemin’s room. They were singing mostly Chinese love songs which I don’t know most of them at first, then was Kpop spamming. Funny part was us playing 北京欢迎你and 北京我爱你song, then playing One United Nation right after that. Some hwach guy’s face was totally WTH?! HAHA. Super funny man. Direct bus back to dormitory, and dinner in dormitory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 33: 29 November&lt;br /&gt;Lessons as usual, PE was aerobics which was okay. Had briefing for our last four days in Beijing, ahh so sad luh gosh. Then during Dr Ang’s lesson don’t know why he was damn pissed, like during the eye exercise thing teachers will usually stop talking then to let the students do the eye exercise, but he carried on talking, and at the end of his lessons he slammed our door shut really loudly. Super scary luh. Oh then there was this dorm (Zhang Zhe’s) whose ventilater got short circuit and the toilet caught fire, with someone sick still sleeping inside. Only another guy who is sick in the dormitory next to it noticed cause his smoke detector got activated, but not the dormitory whose toilet caught fire. Quite scary cause Zhang Zhe’s toilet was on fire and he’s still sleeping, and apparently there was quite a lot of smoke. Scary luh. Night study, arranged our tables for tomorrow’s exam which I’m prepared to screw it though it’s open book. And it’s quite cool how Miss Ong allow each class to plan their own table arrangement for the exam, so each class have different arrangement. Night time was chionging 落叶根深reflections and IF Fund reflections, which I managed to finish it so yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 34: 30 November&lt;br /&gt;文学and 社会exams! Didn’t mug for it, only flipped through notebook in the morning, but fortunately it’s open book. The exams were manageable , surprisingly. Then our last 课间操, lunch, and then going to 雍和宫, 孔庙 and 国子监. Was quite cool cause apparently the weather there was -1 degree Celsius. Then we saw this lake thingo and there was a layer of ice on it, and could see this semi-submerged water bottle and frozen fish. The fish was super gross luh, like apparently it’s been there for days. Then Shichun and I were throwing dead leaves in the water to test if it’s really frozen haha. 雍和宫was quite small, not very interesting, but the 国子监part was cool. Night study, meeting about the last few days in BSC. And webcamming with both my Dad and Mum finally! Gosh but Dr Ang’s mood was really pissy and he was shouting some hwach guys cause they didn’t finish their work in time. Quite scary.&lt;br /&gt;Day 35: 1 December&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast at Macdonalds, and the guys were super late, way behind meeting time, which kinda made Shichun and Liu Jun lao shi quite pissed. Walked through some Hutong streets, entered a 四合院 but sadly we can’t explore further cause it’s a private place. Went to 恭亲王府, was quite okay. Then walked to 美兰芳’s place of residence, quite cool but the place is rather small. Lunch at some small restaurant. And Liu Jun lao shi is super cute, when she was playing this game on the Iphone, she went like “这个游戏好好玩哦！是谁发明的？” HAHA damn funny, cause who will ask who the inventor of a game is when playing it? Then our group was quite fail.. cause the guides all didn’t guide at all, and Terence the tour guide, he said at least 3 times of “老师我们迷路了！” Then went Beihai Park, which is really big. Damn cool cause some parts of the water is frozen. Then we started throwing small pebbles inside, and it’s really cool cause the sound produced by the pebbles when it skids along the ice is really nice. And Felix found this super super huge rock, and it’s damn funny cause when he threw it, instead of just breaking the ice and skidding along the ice, the rock broke the ice and sank straight into the water, producing a super funny sound. And while we were looking for more pebbles, suddenly all the guys crowded around a particular spot and made really big noises like “OHHHHHH!”, and we girls (Qiuhao, Shichun and I) thought that they found an extremely huge rock or something.. and turned out it was .. a condom in the middle of some grass patch! LOL. Then the guys were niao-ing Liu Jun about how she often zipais, and she defended herself by saying that she only zipai twice, and one of the guys was like “Aiyo 老师你自拍200次，然后选出两个照片！” Or something along that line. Damn funny. And went lao shi was like asking us where we want to go now, Jonathan Han went “铁狮子坟”, like as if it’s a tourist attraction. And someone else said that the 铁狮子is calling us back home. LOLOL. Went off to explore Beihai park more cause the guys were going back already and we didn’t actually covered much places in the park, saw the 9 dragon wall, and I remember so clearly singing it before. Damn cool. Moreover don’t know why there were hardly anybody near it, so it was practically as if the whole attraction was ours.  Nighttime was spent walking around our dormitory, taking pictures of shops that we often go to. Ahh, can’t believe tonight will be my last night sleeping in the dormitory, the time feels so short. Oh funny part about nighttime was packing our luggage and weighing it. At first my luggage was 25kg, then I added more stuffs, cause I didn’t pack fully, and it reached all the way to 29kg. Crazy luh. It was the heaviest luggage in BSC, second heaviest was 27kg. So Wensong was like calling me 30kg LOL. Felt like I got highest score or something, didn’t mind going to 邮局, but I won’t have anymore free time and I want to get a haircut before I leave! So I decided to move some heavy stuffs (like books) to my hand carry luggage cause I have hardly anything in it, and I managed to successfully reduce my luggage weight to 23kg. Damn pro luh. Felt super accomplished, so accomplished that I push my luggage and it  banged into the door cause it felt so much lighter than the 29kg weight earlier. And people bursting into laughter when it banged lolol. Apparently Leslie was sad that I managed to reduce it cause he wanted me to help his friend or something to post pirated DVDs along with the stuffs I’m posting. Like lol. Super happy tonight, cause of my great accomplishment. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 36: 2 December&lt;br /&gt;Had cup noodles as breakfast cause I woke up super late, too late to have breakfast in school, well most people woke up late too cause the whole of last night was spent packing luggage. Chionged finish collation of Nanyang pics for laoshi, then had 毕业典礼, watched the best Nanyang and Hwachong lunwen presentation, got graduation certificate, took mass group pics with certificate, and the whole Nanyang BSC batch singing 陪我看日出. Back to 翱翔classroom for party with 2 cakes, then went to our 随班上课 classroom with Shichun during lunch to give them the Singapore souvenirs. Free afternoon, packed bag, laze around in dormitory, took more pictures, then went out with Shichun for a haircut! Freaking cheap luh, like wash + cut + dry for only 20 yuan. Then back to dormitory to drag all our luggages to a holding room in the school, so glad that I could handle all my stuffs without any guy’s help despite being one of those with the most number of hand carry + luggage. Dinner, went to mao mao with Shichun to get yangrouchuan and dayao, and ji liu at a nearby stall, then brought our dinner back to the classroom to eat. Took quite a lot of self-timer pictures in the classroom too! Went back to holding room to get luggage, gosh dragging all those stuffs was horrible, and there were so many luggages that even the aisle of the bus was filled with luggages. Realised our flight was delayed at the airport, and cause of that the airline didn’t charge for our 20+kg overweight group check-in luggages. Walked around the airport shops, then stoned at waiting area cause the shops were all closed. Boarded the airplane and managed to swop seats such that Shichun sat next to me! :D Wanted to watch Despicable Me, but after a few minutes of it I couldn’t resist the temptation to rewatch Inception, cause Shichun was watching it beside me. So I gave up watching Despicable Me and switched to Inception. Watched only halfway though. And Shichun and I got cup noodles on the plane, just like what I did with Yongxin on the plane ride to Beijing! 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Planned to sleep right after unpacking my stuffs from PSL camp but just felt weird going to sleep.. no idea why. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's EOYs were rather.. okay to me I guess? Found them manageable - it wasn't particulary easy that I breezed through everything, neither was it so difficult that my brain feels like exploding and I started panicking like mad till I couldn't sort out my thoughts. Don't expect much of my results, cause now EOYs seem so.. far away to me. Oh but one thing I'll missed about EOYs are taking exams in the hall. I remember being really nervous and scared during the first paper in the hall (math paper 1), wasn't used to the big spacious space I suppose, but it's actually quite cool in the hall. And I guess the aircon helped me concentrate a lot more, and the hall seems much brighter than the classrooms somehow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After math paper 2 I didn't feel particulary happy or relieved that EOYs were over, it wasn't that kind of feeling like... YEA OMG IT'S OVER OMGOMGOMG. I WANNA GO OUT PLAY OMG. I felt... normal. Oddly enough. Probably cause I know I'll be way busier after EOYs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging on the school's laptop I loaned for BSC. Gosh so comfortable to surf the net while lying on my bed. And the laptop is not bad! xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSL camp. A.I.R Aspire. Inspire. Respire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was tiring, but the experience was simply amazing, and exco'10 :D understood the whole of exco so much better, can't believe it's our last PSL camp, but I'll definitely come back next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the day we got together before the camp, going out to buy logistics, sorting out logistics, going to sentosa to dry run amazing race, and then staying in the boarding school was awesome. It's like this suite with living room, kitchen and 3 rooms. Bunk bed ftw! Eating cup noodles for a super late dinner, than staying up with Bernice to work on powerpoint. Am really grateful to Bernice's friend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 was mainly tekan, and I'm quite surprised with myself for jogging 3 x 700m straight. It's only 300m left to 2.4km, when usually during NAPFA I'll feel so much tired. PT later was quite tiring, but very satisfying. Second part of tekan was much more fun! Manned station with Peiting and Eva, and surprisingly I felt quite comfortable talking to them. Turned out exco'09 is actually nice! Had A LOT OF FUN bullying those blindfolded people in the room by pushing tables and chairs to block their way and stacking them and trapping them using the tables and chairs such that it's seems impossible to come out. It was super amusing gosh. Like Bernice's instruction to Ling Ting to butt slide on the table, Kylee pushing everything blocking her way crazily despite being blindfolded, and that crazy Joey who got out BY HERSELF in barely a minute. Then while waiting for other groups Eva and I found a chinese and korean song with the exact same tune! COOLIOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2. Amazing race at sentosa, fortunately it didn't rain, but only 5 groups came to my station so I felt bored and sleepy half of the time especially cause I'm manning the station alone. Leadership training with sec 3s were quite fail heh. Half the time was quite productive, but the other half was almost like partyinggg time. AND THEN NIGHT TRAIL. Preparation for it was crazy, sticking black trash bags together for costume. Scotch-taping 2 bodies together, then tying them to a head. Quite amusing how I kept clarifying with Joey if the bag was head or body cause it's kinda hard to tell LOL. Kidnapping was something new but the people kidnapped weren't really that scared. Riddle with the 4 concoctions was cool xD Then floating around school in that stuffy garbage bag. Went to the hall to accompany Shanna to scare people cause she has the SUPER DUPER SCARY MASK. Which frightened quite a lot of people. But oh gosh the garbage bag is so super stuffy and hot, my specs were totally foggy, could barely see a thing when walking unless I open the hole and reveal my face, and was dreanched in SWEAT from head to toe, even my hair was drenched. But it was fun nevertheless. Though it kinda disturbs me that someone thought that I was either Bernice or Cheryl Choo. Showering at 11+ after the night trail didn't turn out as scary as I thought it would, and surprisingly I didn't feel scared at all walking around the school during the night trail either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 water games~ the games were fun, but the AFTER part was the best. How random groups got together with the excos in the two stations next to each other start splashing water at each other and throwing water bombs. Then this sec 1 PSL kept trying to make sure I was fully drenched, and dapping those dry spots on my clothes with sponge. Then getting so drenched that I could feel my underwear getting wet too. First time I was so drenched during water games. Darn, darn fun. :D Prize presentation, and then montage which was lovely! Heh Shanna's unglam picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw both nice and ugly sides of people during this camp, got closer to several people, it was definitely an interesting and meaningful experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, what's left is packing for BSC. Can't believe I'm leaving in only about 4/5 days. I used to think the trip is so long later, but now it seems so, so, fast. I'm excited about it of course, but I feel a tinge of reluctant-ness. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be there when the world stops turnining. I'll be there when the storm is through. In the end I wanna be standing at the beginning with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-2088013773625657194?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/2088013773625657194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=2088013773625657194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/2088013773625657194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/2088013773625657194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2010/10/air.html' title='a.i.r.'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-973175517887575611</id><published>2010-10-07T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T16:12:38.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tumblrrrr</title><content type='html'>Hey world, my blog is currently dead during this EOY period, but unfortunately I can't resist the temptation of my newly-created tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.7orangeloves.tumblr.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-973175517887575611?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/973175517887575611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=973175517887575611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/973175517887575611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/973175517887575611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2010/10/tumblrrrr.html' title='tumblrrrr'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-4810791278638301647</id><published>2010-09-26T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T01:22:51.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll never want this to end, and i know it won't ♥</title><content type='html'>Last post before I stop blogging till end of EOYs which is starting in 10 days. Gosh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised it's been, a really long time since I've last updated. D: 24 days. And within these 24 days many unexpected, out-of-the-blue things have happened to me. I guess it's something that really changed my life a lot, in a good way I hope! September holidays was a really memorable one, with a new addition of a very important person in my life, something that I really did not expect it to happen that soon to me. I guess it's really fateful that I've met this person, and I feel very fortunate that what is happening now is happening on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;030910. And the week after that. All the changes in emotions and thoughts. That period of time was really one filled with a crazy mixture of feelings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAF performance on 11 Sep at HCI was an awesome experience, first public performance for NYWS, although obviously compared to HCWS it might be a teeny bit lacking (they are mostly guys after all), I think we pulled it off well! And I'm glad! Though we screwed the rehearsal, what's important is that we rocked the performance. :D Sec 3's jiti was quite qi! SO YAY~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember really dreading the end of September holidays, all the reduced outings, and the cruel reality of EOYs approaching. Term 4 isn't really busy or hectic so far, it's more of the stress of catching up with revision. I started late, and I'm starting to regret it. Wells nothing can be done now. Fow now, I hope to clear the EOY hurdle well, and enjoy PSL camp and BSC to the fullest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when I see really nice sides of people. They are real, I hope, well most seem so real that I don't doubt them at all. Heart to heart talks really make wonders. No matter how short they are, they'll always work. And it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I want EOY to be over and done with badly, but I'm having mixed feelings cause it's the end of 2010. Ahh such a nice perfect number, 2010. I'll miss being able to call my classmates sanba-ers and I'll miss the convenience of our class. Nearest class to canteen and shortest walking distance from side gate to classroom class ftw. Our ideal classroom location has enabled me to sleep a couple more mins before morning assembly (and if you times that by the no. of schooldays that's a lot of extra sleeping time), and all those short canteen queues we get during lunch. Next year, 408 will be in some ulu corner of 2nd level of science block.. *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And BSC. I'm really looking forward to it, but part of me is fearful of what to expect there. One thing I really fear is falling sick there. And getting fat... put on 3kg are you kidding me? I'm going to do planks, situps, and practice split everyday on my bed, not to forget running with dormmates during freetime. That way I can eat as much as I want without guilt. :D Looking forward to all the cheap food and clothes and stuffs. SHOPPING~ Regarding those 54 hwachong guys. Seriously. Neutral feelings towards them. Screw those who go there for the boys. But interacting with them when needed... my boy-shyness will most probably be revived from SLC all over again. :/ Never mind, I'll always have sticking with Nanyang people as backup plan. xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I've been replaying Princess Hour's Perhaps Love OST while typing this post. Love that song so much!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 10 days will pass by really quickly, and in about a months' time I'll be off to Beijing. Everything is really happening faster than I expect. Guess now the most important thing is to treasure the remaining time and STUDY LIKE WE'VE NEVER BEFORE! We'll pull through this hurdle! Jiayous everyone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-4810791278638301647?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/4810791278638301647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=4810791278638301647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/4810791278638301647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/4810791278638301647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2010/09/ill-never-want-this-to-end-and-i-know.html' title='i&apos;ll never want this to end, and i know it won&apos;t ♥'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-1257168438134308615</id><published>2010-09-02T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T21:21:38.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>batchies ❤</title><content type='html'>Wanted to rant about someone on my locked livejournal but decided not to in the end. Cause she isn't worth my time and effort to complain about. It's not like she's that important in my life. And I think I reacted a bit too much when I heard about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall dedicate most of this post to my batchies! Since I hardly do I think, so sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from Pingghee's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Then I went for training. BATCHIEZZ ARE SO AWESOME. WHERE WOULD I BE WITHOUT YOU GUYZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, training was tough because of the sudden appearance of one Porridge, but I love training with batchies, cause we are almost all on the same wavelength. (and height, haha) And I love jiti, it keeps me alive in wushu. I really really really like our new jiti now. I really really really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batch 11 is like the colour on my blank white canvas of today. I don't remember any shit about what I learned in Chem today, but I remember all the stupid inside and outside jokes, the new moves, chatting with Blood (haha, or Snow) about teachers and him allowing us to just sit down and slack after we train, or sharing his story with us about that girly move. Or deciding our roles in Hilary's future wedding (flower girl right here). Or singing loudly in off key voices songs from Justin Bieber and Taylor Swift, all the walk from rooftop hall till bus-stop.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So very true, and that's what I felt exactly today. Today's lesson was just darn boring, especially with Callie's absence that made me feel so empty the whole day long. When anything interesting actually happened in class today, I had that urge to turn to my right and start talking to her, then it dawned on me that split second that she isn't there at all. Walking to Math class alone felt really empty, having no one on the right side of me and not being able to hit the side of her thigh (okay sounds wrong here) when something interesting happens. It seemed like it was one of the few days I actually talk so little during class, and was especially attentive during all lessons, including physics and chemistry when I usually talk like crazy with Callie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for trainings felt so, sad, I don't know why. And it's just the presence of my batchies that added colour to this long monotonous day. Special shoutout to Esther, Pingghee, Boonhui, Seryeen and Qianyi. It's just this special feeling when we do jibengong in a line as a batch, going crazily happily when Boonhui finally came so we can work on our jiti, and those really entertaining chats when resting after jiti. Even when I was cursing and swearing like crazy (puck! fish! frog! freak! fork! fak!) after knowing something, they just made me forget it the next few minutes and even placed a huge smile on my face. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like this carefree feeling I get when I'm with my batchies during trainings. Like we can go on and on forever doing jiti and talking about random stuffs and laughing heartily together, without needing to worry about exams, projects, assignments and stuffs. But once training ends, and I'm back home, reality sets in. It's exactly the same feeling as walking in shopping centres aimlessly with close friends, window shopping and looking and really cool stuffs, it's like a moment where I don't feel any stress at all, and I really wish that feeling could go on forever. But oh, how harsh and cruel reality is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past two days were awesome too, had that exact same carefree feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before Teacher's Day concert with TDCOT was amusing, staying back to help in decorations, and we stayed so late in school and at 7pm we were all zi highing like crazy. Cause we know how screwed we're going to be the next day. And at 7pm, it totally felt like it was 7am, like the concert will be starting in about 1+hours only. And then switching off the hall lights and screaming "TDCOT ROCKS WHOOTS!" and feeling a little freaked out cause it was dark and school was so empty. Then went Lot 1 with Minghui and Woonyee to find Ulanda's emcee shirt and have dinner at the same time. Went home super late but it was definitely an awesome night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher's Day concert itself (31st August), going crazy when the concert is about to begin, and Ms Sandra Teng was like asking me to calm down, plus her shirt said "Keep Calm and Carry On" HAHA. It was overall okay, just that the major 30 seconds audio lag during the teacher's performance cause they gave us a wrong cd format, that incident really impacted me cause it was just so scary. Having the whole of Nanyang and the teacher's waiting on stage for the music, and desperately trying to troubleshoot in the shortest time possible, plus Wanqing shouting my name so many times in the walkie talkie making me darn stressed! It was scary, but very unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned out many many people really enjoyed the concert, and I was really relieved, and glad at the same time. Had that funny warm fuzzy feeling in me. :D As quoted from Kaixuan's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;ANW, NANYANG TEACHERS' DAY CONCERT IS FABULOUS!!!! The only concert that never fails to make me laugh the most, scream the most and have the most fun! I rmb when i was in sec 1, the teachers' day concert amazed me cuz it was one of the best celebration concert i hv ever watched. That years' CNY concert as well. And it started my ny sch life with it as the best impression i hv of ny. :)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite having to be on alert throughout the whole concert and not being able to sit down comfortably and watch it, it was worth it. The experience up in the control room was once in a lifetime man, and being able to literally 'control' the whole concert was quite cool, to think that I was actually the one pressing play for the audio and stuffs, really cool lah! Well done to deco comm and montage comm too! The montage was especially touching, loved it when they played Footprints in the Sand as the first background song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was off to RGPS with Gaoge. Teachers couldn't remember my name until clues were given. D: Ah wells kinda expected cause I wasn't really that prominent in class. Felt familiar yet super unknown to RGPS, how contradictory. It's like I remember the school so well, and yet it's so stranger-like to me cause I feel so much more attached to Nanyang now, like I don't exactly miss RGPS that much. Quite sad, but yea. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to went to buy a YOG pin for remembrance! All those precious memories made during YOG, have to pin it on my pencil case to remind me of happy times if I feel sad. Then walking around takashimaya, and taking all those mooncake samples haha! Headed to vivocity after that, stayed at skypark till the skies were dark. It has this super relaxing feel and it's a great place to have heart to heart talks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher's day schoo holiday, original intent was to mug full day at Jurong Regional Library, but the mugging session shrank to three hours and the rest of the day was spent walking aimlessly around Jurong Point. Watched Grown Ups and gosh, it's DARN FREAKING AMUSINGLY HILARIOUS. It's been a long time I've laughed so hard during a movie. The creators of it are simply, damn imaginative or something. Like how can you think of a 48months old baby asking for his mother's breastmilk in the middle of nowhere? And asking a guy who's in full body cast (with his hands up in the air and it seems like he's forming the letter Y) where's M, C and A? Super witty man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more weeks to start of EOYs, 7 more weeks to 6 weeks BSC trip. Hilary you can do this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-1257168438134308615?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/1257168438134308615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=1257168438134308615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/1257168438134308615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/1257168438134308615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2010/09/batchies.html' title='batchies ❤'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-3823314387112162870</id><published>2010-08-28T19:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T18:44:45.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you'll find my footprints in the sand</title><content type='html'>Monday 23 August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun taking paparazzi photos of fellow sanba-ers during free period with my Dad's DSLR! Now I know why people like taking them! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOG Volleyball Preliminaries at Toa Payoh Sports Hall after school with Tracy! The atmosphere in the hall was really good, but it went a bit crazy near the end of the girl's match (Eygpt VS USA) with students from schools screaming madly. Girl's match was definitely not as exciting as the guy's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh even when the guy volleyball-ers do their practice it's already freaking cool. Like can spike the ball until it rebounds darn near the ceiling? Crazy lah! And everytime there's a cool spike the audience will be like "Woahhhhhh~" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gosh the match was simply awesome. Cuba VS Iran. And both sides were good! Just that Cuba won cause of that pro Number One. His serves and spikes and deathly man. Had lots of fun trying to take pictures of them jumping and spiking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/THjyrvxMrkI/AAAAAAAAA0o/DuY8szhu_Fw/s1600/WHOOTS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/THjyrvxMrkI/AAAAAAAAA0o/DuY8szhu_Fw/s320/WHOOTS.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510420977458916930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So proud of myself for taking this cool picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very, very amusing listening to Tracy's outbursts of comments during those cool spikes. Like sick/gay = OHMYSHIT DARN PRO. LOL. Weird use of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite sad that Iran didn't win, since they won the first set and they were good! Love it how when they get a point they'll start running around their side of the court in celebration! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time the match ended, both of us were dead tired already. Ate pepper lunch for dinner, and headed home. Took more than 100 photos that day. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 24 August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite irritated with BSP exam. Like it's freaking unfair. Cause half of us were locked outside of the Lecture Theatre as we came from the back door and it wasn't unlock. So we were waiting for the teachers inside to unlock it for us. Turned out they did only minutes after the other half who went by the front door and already started the exam long ago. When those from the back door went in those from the front door already started scribbling, means they started way before us since we need at least 5-10min to read the sources given. And what's more pissing is the fact that everyone ended at the same time. WTF. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus a student who was from the bunch of students who came by the front door was allowed to continue writing when everyone has already handed in the paper. Moreover she's a Chinese pro person. What's this man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, don't really care about how badly I'll do for BSP already. Other subjects are way more important to me than BSP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 25 August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much, just grateful that French controle is over. I remember being so irritated cause the teacher didn't start the exam when the lesson started, but started it like one hour after lessons started cause he wanted to give us time to revise. And I so desperately wanted to get over with it so I can empty my French-filled brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 26 August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOG CLOSING CEREMONY!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met with Weiren ate Dhoby Ghaut MRT after school and went to have lunch at Manhattan Fish Market at Marina Square. First time eating and it's quite worth the money. Set Lunch at $9.90 or $11.90 (without taxes) which includes soup of the day and a DARN HUGE GLASS OF DRINK. Love the one I chose (but I can't remember the specific name). Fish in cream sauce with butter rice. :D But the drinks was, gosh, so much. Felt that I was taking forever to finish it. Oh but it's quite scary cause the restaurant was super empty (like we were the only customer?) as we had lunch at 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking along the stretch of path from City Hall MRT to Marina Square totally reminded me of SLC Amazing Race gosh. Walked to and fro that path don't know how many times that I got sick and tired of it haha. But that day, it just brought back memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go inside the Floating Platform at 4.30pm but decided against it. It was scorching hot and there were hardly anyone yet (although doors opened at 4pm gosh). Walked around Marina Square then went in at 5.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt super.. weird (?) cause there were so many security and volunteers around both of us at the security check. And we were the only two at the bag check station then LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collected the goodie bag AND IT'S SO COOL! I'll definitely use the bag when I go out sometimes! Took a look at the merchandise stall and Lyo and Meryl was running out of stock. D: But everything there was freaking expensive so I didn't buy anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went inside the floating platform, AND IT WAS FREAKING HOT LAH. Felt like I was being suntanned on one side of my face. Felt really grateful yet sorry to Weiren for giving me shade from most of the sunlight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2hours wait for the ceremony start passed by unexpectedly quick. All I can remember was meeting really friendly Singaporeans who were willing to help look after our bags; the amusing and kinda lame emcees mic check that went something like "Mic check 1, check 1, check 2. HELLO MARINA BAYYYY~ You guys are REALLY EARLY TODAY. I know it's really hot, but imagine that it's COLDDD, AND IT'S SNOWING!"; bag getting jammed into someone's umbrella and she gave me a deathly stare D:; asking the volunteers quite a few times to help us take photos; wondering where to get batteries for our heart sticks; wondering if there's actually batteries in the hat (cause we couldn't see the light as the sunlight was so glaring); meeting a super friendly old man and his son/grandson who helped us take pictures too; exploring the goodie bag; finding Weihui and taking a picture with her; taking tons of pictures of the stage + flame as the sky was getting darker. Plan of mugging during the wait was totally abandoned cause of the freaking heat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closing ceremony was awesome. I love the first video screened which tells us the Dos and Don'ts of the ceremony, something like those cinemas where you have to switch off your phones etc. Except that they presented in a really funny way with darn cute animations. Regretted not videoing it. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we can't really see the performers since they were so tiny, like dots. But the screen was quite big for us to watch! I love the fact that during the speeches there will be a french and english screen, so I can read the french and listen to the speech in english. Quite cool really. And gosh the version of the National Anthemn being played was so dramatic compared to at school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love the montage they played too. Super touching. And I want to know what song they played! Some of the songs they performed were really good too, especially the slow ones. Haha and the song that's like High School Musical, performed by a guy and girl both wearing white. Weiren was like, "So did they get together at the end?" And when the finale came I saw them coming up on stage together and was like, "Ooh see they got together!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fireworks were simply amazing. Didn't expect that there will be that much! I love the part where they released the helium doves and the background was playing a super touching song. Really sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the part where the athletes were on the stage was amusing! The way they all tried to squeeze into the camera! And there were some crazy people in front of the stage throwing everything they had up into the air. Stuffs like plastic bag, water bottle, the light ball inside the noise clapper thingo.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of it, a huge human jam was created at the exit of the platform. So both of us decided to just stay until pretty much everyone has exited. Sang Everyone, listened to Weiren singing OMG, and feeling noob cause I didn't know most of the songs being played. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the merchandise stall again after it, and was tempted by Weiren to buy something, but didn't in the end. BUT I REGRET IT NOW. ): I pinned the badge he helped me buy from Universal Studios on my pencil case, as I looked at it more, the more I regretted not buying a YOG badge to put on my pencil case. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to look for Callie after the ceremony but failed. D: Hmph. The way home on the MRT was cool, seeing so many people holding the YOG closing ceremony goodie bag. Like for once everyone on the MRT has a common thing. Even when on the bus on my way home, I spotted two others carrying the bag too. :D Oh but going home that night was a bit scary. I don't know why. Probably because I took my bus from another bus stop as if I take from the interchange I have to wait for 25min, and the route to that bus stop is a bit, ulu. So was quite freaked out then. O: Was really relieved once I got home (at 11.30 xD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took more than 150 photos that night (all of them on facebook)! It was definitely an amazing, memorable night. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 27 August &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was worth it feeling so dead in school that day! Highlight of this day was teacher's day concert rehearsal! Gosh love being up there in the control room. Was very lost and overwhelmed with all those equipments, but got used to it soon. Was quite stressed and crazy at times cause stuffs didn't go as expected. The walkie talkie-ing with backstage crew (Wanqing and Woonyee) and Miss Sabrina was darn cool!! It's a cool experience, but the responsibility up there is really huge that it's quite scary. Sincerely hope that there won't be major screw-ups on Tuesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to that day, I realised that I can actually survive without food until 7pm (plus there was PE that day). The feeling was horrible though, but having my favourite long-time-haven't-eaten food as my dinner that day was simply awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Then I heard you say. I promise you, I'm always there. When your heart is filled with sorrow and despair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-3823314387112162870?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/3823314387112162870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=3823314387112162870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/3823314387112162870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/3823314387112162870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2010/08/youll-find-my-footprints-in-sand.html' title='you&apos;ll find my footprints in the sand'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/THjyrvxMrkI/AAAAAAAAA0o/DuY8szhu_Fw/s72-c/WHOOTS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-5311408185724484649</id><published>2010-08-22T15:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T16:25:05.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crapping</title><content type='html'>This is bad. I'm totally in a December holiday mood now. When there's only like.. 6 or 7 weeks left to end of years? I feel the urgency, and I see the amount of stuffs we have to study during this period of time, yet I'm not making the slightest effort to start working on them. It's near 4pm now, and the only thing I've accomplished is watching 白色巨塔 and watching table tennis and basketball YOG. Great Hilary, totally great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at my homework list, and I see those undone stuffs, and yet I'm still happily going to facebook =&gt; youtube =&gt; twitter =&gt; livejournal =&gt; bloghopping =&gt; facebook, and the cycle keeps repeating until I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the computer's fault for robbing me of my self-discipline? Or my fault for failing to have self-discipline when on the computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet as I question, blame, curse myself I don't do anything about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back those horribly below expectation Block Test results, I get very very irritated and pissed with myself, and at that point of time I pledge to work extra hard. But the thing is, it's only &lt;em&gt;that point of time&lt;/em&gt;, and once I go home that motivation totally goes poof out of my brain, and that usual cycle of internet surfing kicks in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start to reflect how I managed to kill my time without the Internet when I was in primary school till secondary one. And I can't remember what happened then at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look at the golden plaque as I sit on the dining table, I wonder if I got that because I didn't have broadband then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, it's not the internet's fault. It's mine. Entirely. Mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing this, I am still un-guilty-ly wasting my time on this freaking electronic device. I'm not pissed with this device, in fact I'm extremely grateful for the existence of it, not only did it help me greatly in tons of work, but it also widened my social circle, and helped me gain a new good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as I watched the piano recital last Thursday, I promised myself that I would work extra hard on piano, and once I came back home that night, I've lost this motivation completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: 1) I need someone to smack it into my head how important self-discipline is and at this rate I'm going I'll just.. IDK. 2) I can't do work with the computer in front of me, which means a) I destroy my computer, or b) I need to be dragged outside to study. Obviously I'll never do a).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[sidetrack] AND HOW DO YOU WRITE ABOUT LIFESKILLS CAMP IN THE NYAA DIARY. GAWD. LIKE HALF OF MY TIME SPENT THERE WAS.. SLACKING. [/sidetrack]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be better, I need to be faster, I need to be stronger, I need to be smarter, I need to work harder, I need to stop doing useless stuffs. But yet I'm not putting in any effort to achieve this. It's not cause of laziness, and I've no idea what the cause is either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I NEED TO START REALISING HOW MUCH I SUCK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll regret this one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To lighten up this super pissed-at-myself post, did you know you can play snake on youtube? When you're loading a video, pause it. You know the arrow keys you see on your keyboard. click right right up, and your snake game will appear. It's pretty cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-5311408185724484649?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/5311408185724484649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=5311408185724484649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/5311408185724484649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/5311408185724484649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2010/08/crapping.html' title='crapping'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-8778946213154808250</id><published>2010-08-21T13:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T21:06:45.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>12 August &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wore the red founder's day shirt to school for the red and white day, but in the end i didn't even participated in the activities, so pretty much wasted my time having to chiong wash my shirt that night so that I can still wear it the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never knew Woonyee, Callie, Jermia, Wang Jia and I can be so successful in hunting down three factories in Woodlands area! Was darn stressed before heading off to Yanglaoshi's car cause we were desperately trying to save those print screen images of google map direction that told us how to go from NYGH to the factories. Was really, really grateful that we didn't end up getting lost or anything. Guess I was very lucky that day cause everytime Yanglaoshi asked if we should do A or B, I would ALWAYS choose the correct answer, amazingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to Nanyang with a car filled with nearly 10 cartons of food. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Callie, Woonyee, Jermia and I continued to stay back to school to do the posters (SPRAY PAINT WHOOOTS), cause those current one publicity did was seriously.. hais cannot make it de. And thanks Wanqing for the 三八旺 idea! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoooots funfair day! Morning was the torch relay around Nanyang which was pretty cool! Just that I think it wasn't as grand as Hwachong's (from the photos I see on facebook). And it was really amusing how classmates keep asking me to help them blow the clapper thing as firm as possible, cause apparently no one else could blow it so firmly HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started the funfair by lugging don't know how many kilos of ice to our stall. And then fretting over the toaster ovens cause electricity power kept coming on and off. Not to forget mass sampling of nuggets/chickens to check if they are properly cooked. Ate dunno how many of them gosh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those Nanyang Primary kids were so cute! Though I didn't get to interact much with them cause most of the time I was just sitting in front of the toaster ovens with Callie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so, so experienced with the toaster ovens that we didn't even have to sample it anymore haha! And people said the food was nice. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon. Got so darn tired that started high-ing about I-forgot-what. And Callie created this couple balloon which was so... LOL? A bit embarrassing wearing it with Samantha and getting weird glances from people! Then the sian-ness started kicking back in again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late afternoon to night was when most secondary students started streaming in! Hwachong, RI, RGS, and I can't remember what other schools. Recognise quite a number of Hwachong SLC peeps. AND SAW MY TABLE TENNIS BATCHMATE FROM RGPS ZOMG!! Walked I-don't-know how many rounds around Nanyang with Callie cause we were so sian-ed from manning the toater ovens and I felt myself getting fat from eating so many funny stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SHANNA CHUA WITH HER FREAKING IPAD! *jealous*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with Tracy after funfair was great! The food was very, very worth it. And filling. No idea how much food I ate that day man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUNDER'S DAY LUNCH AT NYPS! Totally didn't regret it! The food was quite yummy! And it was quite awesome sitting with 9 other sec 3 psls and councillors! Waited very very long for the programme to start and the food to serve. But the highlight of this event, was THE MEDIACORP ARTISTE THAT SAT A TABLE DIAGONALLY ACROSS US! 陈莉萍, her husband 陈泰铭, AND MOST IMPORTANTLY 李南星 ZOMG!!! And all 10 of us bravely went to their table to request for a photo! ^^ And later we took a picture with Mdm Heng too! Darn cool! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I can't remember what happened after these two days. *memory fail* Shall go by interesting stuffs that happened this whole week then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea started feeling sick since Sunday. No idea how gosh. Headache, sore throat, runny/blocked nose, horrible stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on Monday we finally got into our new air conditioned hall! Although we couldn't feel the air con (cause the whole hall was sqeezed with sec 1-4 nanyang people), but it's a lot less stuffy than without it. AND EACH CLASS GOT A FREAKING CAKE FROM MDM HENG TO CELEBRATE NANYANG'S ANNIVERYSARY + THANK US FOR OUR EFFORT DURING THE FUNFAIR. And the cake is VERY HUGE. Like each person got a really huge portion of a cake. And I took 3 slices in all cause there were so many extras! (Guess that's why my sore throat worsened the next day D:) But gosh, that oh-so-awesome cake from our principal! Like ever since she came so many interesting stuffs have been happening in Nanyang! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on Wednesday we finally, finally started on basketball in PE. But the first match was quite fali cause most of us forgot we could dribble and kinda played like captain's ball haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got YOG tickets from Tracy! GOSH IT'S DARN COOL OKAY. THE CARD ZOMGGG! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain's ball during training was awesome! Cause I was the only one wearing black Wushu tee that day, so whenever the Sec 3s got the ball they just had to look for a 'black person' to pass it to haha! And we won although we were outnumbered by the juniors. :D Then was mass jiti-ing! Brought back memories before comps this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched my first piano recital performance on Thursday after school. Quite cool! Though in the end my mum and I came to a conclusion that most of the pieces are either super bangish-ly noisy, or very soothing which makes you want to sleep. One RGS girl played really really well, and gosh I love that piece. But it's darn hard to play ): La Campanella - F. Liszt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching all these performances, pieces played by people around my age, makes me really motivated/inspired, yet really 自卑 at the same time. Well, guess cause they started really early, like before 5 years old? When I started only at 10. ): Reading all their achievements in the programme booklet, all those scholarship and distinctions and whatnot, it's really admirable but makes me feel damn.. lousy. Ah wells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was Teacher's Day concert rehearsal at the hall, and Badminton CCA was training as well. So got a chance to see how they train. And it's quite cool! The way they do all the drills and the different strokes. Guess cause it was my first time watching a badminton training session so I found it really intriguing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh when I have something to blog about, I don't time to. And when I want to blog about something, nothing comes into my head. Like now. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL WEBCAMMING IS AMUSINGLY FUN ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And screw IH and Chem blocks man. Gah don't care about my Blocks 2 results liao. No point dwelling on it anyway. EOYSSSS!!! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-8778946213154808250?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/8778946213154808250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=8778946213154808250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8778946213154808250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8778946213154808250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2010/08/12-august-wore-red-founders-day-shirt.html' title=''/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-2488101938682167361</id><published>2010-08-10T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T23:51:18.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if only they were true</title><content type='html'>Saturday and Sunday was pretty much my regular weekend. Nothing much. Other than maybe National Day on Sunday? Wasn't really that patriotic to go watch the whole parade (SORRY!), but ran out to catch glimpses of the fireworks on TV when friends told me online. Despite that I really enjoy singing National Day songs lah, We Will Get There, Where I Belong, Home. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today is the.. highlight of this blogpost! :D Today can be pretty much summarised like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home -&gt; AMK Hub -&gt; Serangoon Stadium -&gt; AMK Hub -&gt; Orchard Ion -&gt; Kinokuniya @ Ngee Ann City -&gt; Cathay Cineleisure -&gt; Plaza Singapura -&gt; Cathay Cineleisure -&gt; Orchard Ion -&gt; Wisma -&gt; Cathay Cineleisure -&gt; Paragon -&gt; Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home -&gt; AMK Hub -&gt; Serangoon Stadium -&gt; AMK Hub&lt;br /&gt;Dragged myself from bed at 7am, headed to AMK Hub, slept like a log on the MRT and was freaked out when I woke up cause the train was so packed suddenly (and right in front of my very eyes were packs of asses). Hanged around AMK Hub with Tracy till it kinda stopped raining and we went to Serangoon Stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jogged 3 rounds, then explored a bit at the fitness corner, and ran/sprinted 0.75 rounds. So ran about 1.5km in total. Not much, but still satisfying nevertheless. Especially when I don't have trainings for close to 3 weeks already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Tracy taught me some volleyball skills! Digging, setting, and something that is like the easier form of spike and but I forgot the name. Quite cool! Cause I guess I can somewhat.. control the direction of the ball when I dig? Afterall when I play volleyball in the past it's entirely for fun and kind of anyhow de. Felt I was having some volleyball instructor haha! Oh, and sorry Tracy for being so noob most of the time. :/ But it was a good experience. :D Headed back to AMK Hub to grab a bite and take MRT to Orchard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orchard Ion -&gt; Kinokuniya @ Ngee Ann City&lt;br /&gt;Walked round Ion, nothing much except for walking around the basement level filled with darn expensive food stores, and the adidas shop? Oh and Tracy bought tons of Old Chang Kee. Went to kinokuniya to kill time. Saw very, very interesting books. And very, very interesting magazines. Like what Tracy said that went something like, "There's so many books about sports, ironically, when sports are not related books at all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cathay Cineleisure -&gt; Plaza Singapura -&gt; Cathay Cineleisure &lt;br /&gt;Went to Cathay Cineleisure to meet the rest of the YCJ, and we realised that Cineleisure didn't have Pepper Lunch (which in the end they did gosh, and YCJ ate Pepper Lunch at Cineleisure .___.) and we were craving for it. So we walked all the way to Plaza Singapura to eat that. Then took MRT from Dhoby Ghaut to Somerset cause if we walked we'll be hungry again. Met the rest of YCJ at Cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orchard Ion -&gt; Wisma -&gt; Cathay Cineleisure &lt;br /&gt;Turned out Despicable Me at 3.30pm was completely full house, so they ended up buying tickets for Inception at 5pm but some of us didn't go. Cause watch before + will end very late + got school tomorrow + first day of seventh month. Went to Ion and Wisma cause apparently some YCJ-ers wanted to buy starbucks. Can't believe I bought the biggest serving of Chocolate Chip Cream Frappucino. Must be nuts then or something. $7.80 gosh! But at least I finished it, and got frozen by it several times while drinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people ate at Soup Spoon, and Tracy and I were like.. gosh we just ate here before LOL. Went back to Cineleisure cause their movie was starting, and those who is watching Inception and those who aren't parted ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paragon -&gt; Home&lt;br /&gt;Tracy tried to find bubble tea but failed, ended up with Soya Milk instead, while I got Old Chang Kee! Gosh saw like don't know how many Old Chang Kees during today lah! But it's nice and cheap! Though it's unhealthy and deep fried and oily. O: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home by MRT, and gosh was so damn tired that I stood and slept on the MRT. Cause no seats. Can't believe I actually successfully slept standing up. Moreover my legs already felt sore from so much walking. (Yea Tracy and I pretty much walked the stretch between Ion to Cathay Cineleisure 3 times .___.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And can't believe I spent another 9 hours with Tracy today. Like 9am-6pm. Amazing man. OH TRACY TAKE GOOD CARE OF MY OLD HANDPHONE. Even though I abandoned it already it was still my love in the past. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to this super long holiday, it seems like ages since I last took blocks. Gosh. AND SHIT ARE WE GETTING OUR PAPERS BACK SOON O: Whatever lah, don't really care man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm glad that I'm lucky enough not to get affected by it always, unlike most females. Guess it runs in the genes. :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-2488101938682167361?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/2488101938682167361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=2488101938682167361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/2488101938682167361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/2488101938682167361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2010/08/if-only-they-were-true.html' title='if only they were true'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-290750983010445833</id><published>2010-08-06T22:58:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T14:14:24.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome times</title><content type='html'>Chemistry was horrible, felt like I just 打仗 after the paper, but I wasn't affected by the paper. I knew clearly that I did study for it, and that everyone screwed it too, so duh no point of emo-ing over it right? Not like you're the only one in the whole level to screw the paper. Just that it was funny how everyone were damn pissed at the setter. Plus she was our invigilator. Everytime she walked past me I could feel her staring at all my blanks and I felt really.. disturbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended school darn early at 8.45am on Wednesday, decided against going out and stayed in 308 classroom to watch Hello Schoolgirl Korean Movie instead, free mah! Spent the rest of the time sleeping before going for French. And like half the class was present. Oh sat with Zou Yan that day cause Gao Ge wasn't present. Quite interesting to sit beside her. (This part is directed at Weihui to make her jealous :D but I don't know if she even reads my blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was a mass Chinese period day. Didn't turn out as horrible as I thought, cause we just spent the 0.5+1.5h period doing chinese compre and yingyongwen, and not listening to her speak else I think I'll just die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, praticed flag with fellow batchies &lt;3. SO FORTUNATELY WE DIDN'T HAVE TO PERFORM DURING CROSS COUNTRY. Darn relieved okay. And chatting with batchies (namely Esther, Pingghee, Wanqing, Boonhui and Yeewin) was awesome. We should do this more often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew teachers could be THIS lame.&lt;br /&gt;Wanqing: You're lying, right?&lt;br /&gt;Mr Teo: No I'm not, I'm standing.&lt;br /&gt;SO LAME THAT I LAUGHED LIKE CRAZY LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY IS THE LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross country. Felt damn weird boarding the bus cause there was no nanyang girls and all the other students were wearing red cause of national day celebrations. Boarded 157 and fortunately Cherie Sim was there! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was totally zi-highing before start of cross country and a bunch of us sanba-ers were standing in a circle singing random songs. Failed Bad Romance singing.. totally malu-ed myself cause no one sang the verse of it and I was the only one singing it. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned to run 5 min and walk the rest of the cross country, but turned out it was impossible to run cause we purposely started way behind the level and everyone was walking. So we just overtook them. And turned out we ran more often than planned, we were not cause we were in the 4th batch but over took all the way to the 2nd batch! Weirdly, this year's cross country seems so much shorter than sec one's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't get why people keep saying I can run long distance when I totally can't. =.= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the run was singing of national day songs UNDER THE SCORCHING HOT SUN. Quite fun experience nevertheless, cause Sinlie, Kaixuan and I ended up squeezing into Hsiuyee's umbrella for shade. We were like leaning on top of each other haha. Singing at the top of our voices cause the speakers playing the song so loudly was FUNN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU HSIUYEE FOR BEING SO NICE TO LET ME LEAN ON YOU AND SORRY FOR CAUSING YOU PINS AND NEEDLES ON YOUR LEFT LEG. I'm not a betrayer. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after cross country ended, bade goodbye to my fellow classmates who went to marymount/I don't know where. Stayed in the bus stop reading My Sister's Keeper (yea didn't finish reading it though the last time I read it was ages ago), waited till there were practically no Nanyang girls left haha. Quite cool to see how people squeeze into 156 so crazily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Tracy arrived! Boarded 156 to Bishan MRT and then went to Vivocity. Walked walked walked and found a bookstore (forgot what it's name was!) and we explored it! Turned out to be quite fun! SO really interesting books like minature golf book, and the bra book LOL TOTALLY WIN. Never knew exploring a bookstore could be so interesting! Spent like nearly an hour there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed a bite at The Soup Spoon, and gosh the soup is filling man! Quite satisfying! Though the tomato soup with basil tasted really strong and the spice was quite spicy, different kind of spicy from chilli or kimchi. Qutie worth the price since it's filling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked and walked to Giant. Tracy got some japanese corn snack thingo which taste really like honeystars. We went out of Vivocity and there was some huge word thingo and every alternate letter is IN ICE. You could pratically see the ice melting under the scorching heat! Quite cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go Skypark but gosh it was just so darn hot today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Westmall for Inception @ 3.30pm! Tracy checked yesterday online and only 2 people booked the cinema, and today when we bought our tickets we ended up in the third front row! But gosh the movie is so awesome!! Even though holding my pee for the last half of the movie was well.. difficult.. but it was totally worth it. Really, really thought provoking with a very unique plot revolving around dreams and reality. It's a must watch movie this year. Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracy eats popcorn darn fast, Tracy's hand just kept reaching for the popcorn and stuffing it into the mouth non-stop. Crazy person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to library and browsed through books. And I also never knew that going to a library could be THAT fun. Showed each other really interesting stuffs.. like in a Korean phrasebook there was a sex section LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home and while waiting for the bus I read through Tracy's biology notes on DNA. Could understand only the first half of the notes cause we learnt it before in Sec 2. Those tRNA, mRNA, don't know what DNA replication stuffs look interestingly cheem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised how time passes really fast when you spend it with someone else. Especially if you like that person's company. It seems like we didn't do THAT much, and time spent together didn't feel THAT long either, but to think we actually spent close to 9 hours together. Quite amazing really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Tracy: We should have these kind of outings in the future and catch up together more! Really fun and a great eye-opener hehe! Never knew an outing filled with books could be so interesting! Oh and I won't guarantee you'll be able to see my ezlink card that soon! Don't anticipate too early! And thank you for today. It was memorable and awesome. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm waiting for a train, a train that will take me far far away. I know where I hope this train will take me, but I can't be sure. But it doesn't matter - because we'll be together."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-290750983010445833?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/290750983010445833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=290750983010445833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/290750983010445833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/290750983010445833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2010/08/d.html' title='awesome times'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-60050474996534075</id><published>2010-08-03T18:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T23:01:39.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sing your heart out</title><content type='html'>Feeling totally in holiday mood after today's papers already. Going home at 1pm and seeing the super empty hwachong bus stop gives me the feeling that I'm having school holidays now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One paper left tomorrow, and I'm feeling so awesomely relaxed. As in seriously, there isn't much to study for chemistry? Just memorise those QA stuffs, acid and bases is pretty drilled in my head since I don't know when already, salts just know the solubility stuffs and when to use ABCm/precipitation method, mole just know the formulas (which is also long ago drilled in my head). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay comments about the past few papers:&lt;br /&gt;IH: Finished the paper in time, unexpectedly, cause I was really having a bad flu during that paper and wasted quite some time rubbing my nose with tissue. The first two questions were pretty obvious, last two were more challenging. Apparently BT says we did pretty well, so :D?&lt;br /&gt;LA: Gosh I love love love the freaking poem! First time I understood a poem so well and I feel damn proud of myself!&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: Nothing much. Same stuffs I do every Wednesday so..&lt;br /&gt;Physics: Quite manageable! The fact that I hardly ever listen during Physics made me really apprehensive about the paper, but it turned out okay!&lt;br /&gt;Math: Gah I think this will be my worst paper. Ironically, when Math is always my best paper. I managed to do all the questions, but got some mistakes cause of careless/wrong method use. Gosh. Damn sad okay.&lt;br /&gt;Biology: LOVE THE PAPER. LOVE THE SETTER. GOSH. AWESOME. When I first got the pape I was like.. wah siao why so thick. And when I read the questions I was like.. wah siao why so straightforward haha! Hmm except the pancreas diabetes question which is wrong but aiya 2 marks only, and most people got it wrong too haha. BUT I WAS TOTALLY HIGH AFTER THIS PAPER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately Math was before Biology paper, else I'll be totally depressed by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left with Chemistry. Heard it's going to be difficult. Ahh wells, hopefully it will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh last Friday I was sitting on my bus to school, and so this Hwachong International guy holding a iPad and playing games on it. Thanks to him I didn't get my proper sleep on the bus =.= Well cannot blame him lah, blame my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then PE that day was so satisfying. 6 rounds around classroom corridors cause of heavy rain, plus sets of PTs - push ups, planks, 马步. I realised I run so much better when the rain is pouring. The cold weather gives me motivation to run, and how I ran those 6 rounds is something I would never be able to do under the sweltering heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I think realised why people think BT is getting cuter. Like when he came to our IH SIA group to check on us, he asked us our hypothesis and I was like.. "What is our hypothesis ah?" Cause it seems ages since I last touched IH SIA. And he went, "Hilary how could you! *Bish*" Some weird sound effect LOL. And jermia's blog is totally win:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Mr Tay became so much more humourous after the birth of his child&lt;br /&gt;;DD&lt;br /&gt;I hope his wife can bear him more children!!&lt;br /&gt;then Mr Tay will forever be in a very good mood &lt;br /&gt;then IH lessons will forever be so funny and entertaining HAHAHA ^^!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I bluetooth this really funny and cute SMS tone to Callie, and apparently she tried it out during lunch and forgot to switch to silent mode. Then it played when Pingghee sent her a sms during IH lessons I think. GOSH DARN FUNNY. And fortunately I think the teacher pretended not to here. Moreover the track sounds something like,"SMS SMS *somethingsomething SMS* LALALALA WOOOAHHH HAHAHHAHAHHA." EPIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During SIL was some Gefang presentation which was really cool! Love the part where we had to cheer if we see pictures of our favourite artiste on the powerpoint slides. Cheering was darn crazy during the Kpop slide, and towards the Taiwanese/Local music one it was just like "ohh...". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gefang seems pretty cool. But don't think I'll join it lah. Cause got totally no singing and dancing experience (though I like doing both ^^), and my mum will most probably be damn shocked or something. Whenever I see people dancing together (like professionally, not those mass dance kind), I get this really funny feeling. Dunno how to describe either. :/ I think if I leave this world one of the regrets I'll have is not learning dance/attending dance lessons, cause my mum won't allow (cause she thinks it's a waste of time). Ahh wells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND RECENTLY I'VE BEEN LISTENING TO ENGLISH OLDIES! Current favourites are Have You Ever, Only Love, My Love, Never Had A Dream Come True, What Makes A Man, All Or Nothing. All Out Of Love. Gosh. Especially singing along with them on the top of my voice when there's nobody at home, feeling is awesome man. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TODAY'S DATE IS 3/8/2010. 308'S DATE!! Gosh feel damn lag cause I noticed this really slow and people were like diao-ing me when I was going high about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I want it all, Or nothing at all. There's no where left to fall, When you reach the bottom it's now or never.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-60050474996534075?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/60050474996534075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=60050474996534075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/60050474996534075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/60050474996534075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2010/08/sing-your-heart-out.html' title='sing your heart out'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-8437249225020918516</id><published>2010-07-29T21:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T21:37:20.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sanba madness</title><content type='html'>Gosh after IH and LA blocks today my class was practically party-ing during lunch? Darn funny and fun! Playing Tap Tap with Woonyee while Minghui and gang were blasting kpop and singing on top of their lungs. Everything went to crazy until someone thought of a brilliant idea to blast Lucifer when Mr Tay came in for lesson. He came late, and we ended up having this karaoke session singing 月亮代表我的心. LIKE LOL LAH. Then when he came we immediately switched the window to the Lucifer one and his reaction was totally EPIC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And having IH and LA lessons right after IH and LA blocks is pure LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then LA. Totally shocked Mr Tan out when he saw "Electra Complex" on our foolscap paper. His "AIYO!" sent me laughing like mad. Darn funny, and it totally reminded me of my LA speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh haven't blogged about speech yesterday. Well it's over, and I wouldn't say I'm SUPER relieved it's over. I went up there slightly nervous and excited (yea Callie was trying to calm me down cause I started zi-highing way before my speech), and the whole speech really happened so fast. Like everything was over so fast. Oh the best part is Mr Tan's reaction when Sarah blew the vuvuzela. Cause I was supposed to start my speech right after she blew it, and when I said "Good morning everyone" I started laughing DURING MY SPEECH cause Mr Tan's shocked face was just too hilarious. Like cause his eyes are already really huge and when he's shocked it's even huge-er! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well speech was fine I guess, though I totally didn't know I would forget the bonding with stranger part. Gosh. When I practice I never forget that part. But fortunately I didn't break down or anything. Class response was pretty good too, and I'm glad I made them laugh at least 3 times. Once at the "I REALISED I WAS WRONG IN THE PAST" cause I did this really extra action while saying it. Second one was at "wondering if Paul the Octopus will be correct again", that was really unexpected for me. And third was when I said I earned an extra dollar thanks to world cup (cause pretty much everyone knew about the bet between Sinlie and I). I think the third one made me forget the bonding with strangers part. Cause I was just blabbering one and one without even thinking about what my next line is, and suddenly BAM I forgot that paragraph for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie said my speech was good, saying that I was really high and could make people listening to me high too. People said it was good too, so I guess it should be alright? After it I kinda felt a bit sad that it was over so fast, like in a way it's quite fun to do a speech without script, cause it's something new and challenging. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;*Vuvuzela blows* Good morning everyone, I hope I have woken all of you up. What you have just heard, is none other than the vuvuzela. And obviously, I’ll be trying to persuade all of you listening to me, TO LOVE WORLD CUPPP! Even though it has ended, BUT THE WORLD CUP FEVER WILL NOT END SOON. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will admit that I had completely no feelings towards the world cup, and always questioned why guys go gaga over football, to the extent of betting their precious pocket money on it. Reading all those crazy facebook statuses that goes something like “GO GERMANYYY!” or “PORTUGAL I LOVE YOU!”, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People sacrificing their precious beauty sleep for the sake of watching a bunch of sweaty guys chasing after a tiny ball on a huge field, just did not appeal to me then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I REALISED. I WAS WRONG IN THE PAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason why you should watch the next World Cup, is that it bonds people together. It bonds your family, friends, and even complete strangers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With family members, staying up late together, sharing the same couch, staring intensely at the same TV, doing so many things together, is already a form of bonding! The best part is screaming GOALL together, and bouncing everywhere crazily in the house cheering for your team! This once in four years craze is something you simply cannot experience outside of world cup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school, talking about the scores, predicting who will win the upcoming match, and wondering if Paul the octopus will be correct again, this will indirectly bond friends together! And not forgetting, betting who will win, and thanks to the World Cup, I’ve earned an extra dollar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About bonding with strangers, I was out with my friend who was wearing a Netherlands jersey when some random stranger approached him and suddenly started talking about who will win the world cup finals. In Singapore, you hardly see strangers talking to each other! And yet thanks to world cup, complete strangers can start conversing like old buddies, HOW AMAZING IS THAT? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to those never appreciated the world cup, do open your heart to the magic the football. The football may seem like a boring circular item, but the magic of this ball has successfully united  the world! THIS IS THE POWER OF WORLD CUP. Oh, and another thing, you can also look at really dashing guys while enjoying the match! So everyone, let’s look forward to the next 2014 FIFA WORLD CUP, AND SPREAD THE WORLD CUP FEVER! Thank you!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IH blocks was okay to me, just that I kinda crapped the last two questions cause I really didn't have much to say. I guessed I managed to finish it cause I have really fast handwriting, so it's kind of like an unfair advantage cause many many people didn't finish it? Well but I don't expect much from this paper either. LA was a surprise, cause it's the first time I understood a poem so well and could find so many stuffs in it. During practicises I'll always stone and poem and have no idea what in the world it means. Don't expect much from this paper too (since both IH and LA are my weaker subjects), but just glad that I managed to comprehend the poem :D Oh and the poem is nice! Really cool and meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after LA was like free period? Cause apparently Chinese was supposed to be swopped with LA (yea that means we were supposed to have double LA periods), but don't know why Mr Tan left the class? So we ended up doing our own stuffs. Most people were mugging, but I ended up spending the whole free period playing Tap Tap. First played myself with those SNSD songs cause it's so cool to be able to sing with the songs and play it, then played two player mode with Gah Yarn. First with three fingers then with one only. DARN FUN HAHA. Then we decided to have three people to concentrate on each of the three different buttons, namely Callie, Gah Yarn and I. And we had 95% accuracy which was pretty good. Played like that for several songs to get high score LOLOL. Gosh we played so much that Brenda's iPhone was practically on fire (but it was charging from the class's power point), and that my eyes later became damn weird and just yea pure weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Teacher's Day Auditions! It's quite cool sitting in a position as a 'judge'. Like as if it was some American Idol thingo LOL. In no position to comment about the auditions here cause it's meant to be confidential, but this really rude junior just got on all of our nerves. Like:&lt;br /&gt;Wan Li "Okay you can start now. 3, 2, 1!"&lt;br /&gt;Rude Junior "Are you the conductor or am I the conductor"&lt;br /&gt;LIKE LOL SERIOUSLY. And on the paper someone wrote "Rude √ √ √ √ √ √ " HAHA BEST LAH. Like she really has the guts to speak like that to a bunch of councillors and psl excos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"People wasting petrol by queuing up at petrol stations for petrol." &lt;/em&gt; - some video screened during IH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and when I was taking the class key out today after school, (cause the class was locked and Woonyee and my bags were still inside), and when the nice lady from the General Office asked what class key I need to take in chinese, I answered "Sanba" and felt really weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-8437249225020918516?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/8437249225020918516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=8437249225020918516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8437249225020918516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8437249225020918516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2010/07/sanba-madness.html' title='sanba madness'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-5228091044222269019</id><published>2010-07-27T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T21:47:47.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ESTJ</title><content type='html'>I realised that very few of my classmates blog, which is kinda sad. Cause I remember in lower secondary so many of my classmtes blog often, so whenever something interesting/epic happened in class it's quite amusing reading how people viewed it! Like now the only blogs I know of from my class are Callie's, Sinlie's and Kaixuan's, which is.. sad. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA speech tomorrow! FINALLY. Cause reciting my script so many times can be quite, boring you know. Sometimes I get so bored by my own script that I wonder if my audience will be bored by it too. :/ Many people have been asking when I'm presenting, cause all of them know I'm going to talk about world cup and I guess they are really looking forward to my speech? Which kinds of pressurises me cause of the fear of letting them down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh man the 6 Fudan guys' last day in our class today! Quite fail cause I don't know most of their names, only know their face. Won't miss them THAT much, but the fact that there's 6 tall guys just makes the class atmosphere.. more unique? I think I will totally miss their tall presence, and especially PE with them. It was crazy, and really different from our usual PE, but super fun nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that my ESTJ personality is projected quite strongly in some situations. Like recently I've been getting really irritated with teachers who are not organised at all in teaching. Those who don't teach in order, and like when they think of a random point they need to tell us they just pop it into whatever they are taling about, and those who don't even know what assignment they issued to us (like they are so disorganised even I myself don't know what I've handed in to them). And especially those that just keep repeating the same few random stuffs and not catching any of our attention at all. I'll get damn irritated and start complaining to Callie and end up chatting with her throughout the lesson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One very good teacher that is totally suited to teach someone with a personality like me is Miss Teng. She's really organised, and everything she teaches goes topic by topic without jumping between random topics randomnly. And how she never blabbers on and on like nobody's business, instead she's really precise and to the point, something I really like cause I like direct and clear answers. Hate those long long answers whereby the answer is only at the end of the sentence, sometimes even worse the answer isn't even directly answering the question at all. Oh and her pace and speed is just nice for me (though most people think she's too fast D:) Really, really glad that I didn't do super super well for Math in semester 1 and got re-banded to Miss Teng's class, not that I hate Mr Khoo or anything, it's just that Miss Teng teaching style is really effective for me. If only all my subject teachers are like her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing about my personality is that I'm really critical (just that most of the time I keep it to myself and don't really let it out), and when I judge stuffs I always see the bad side first, which is bad I guess. But if something is too good obviously I won't be able to see any negative sides haha! Oh and I can get really agitated easily, which apparently scares Callie sometimes (Sorry callie!). And not only her, most people who knows me know that I get agitated at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;As an ESTJ, your primary mode of living is focused externally, where you deal with things rationally and logically. Your secondary mode is internal, where you take things in via your five senses in a literal, concrete fashion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTJs live in a world of facts and concrete needs. They live in the present, with their eye constantly scanning their personal environment to make sure that everything is running smoothly and systematically. They honor traditions and laws, and have a clear set of standards and beliefs. They expect the same of others, and have no patience or understanding of individuals who do not value these systems. They value competence and efficiency, and like to see quick results for their efforts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTJs are take-charge people. They have such a clear vision of the way that things should be, that they naturally step into leadership roles. They are self-confident and aggressive. They are extremely talented at devising systems and plans for action, and at being able to see what steps need to be taken to complete a specific task. They can sometimes be very demanding and critical, because they have such strongly held beliefs, and are likely to express themselves without reserve if they feel someone isn't meeting their standards. But at least their expressions can be taken at face-value, because the ESTJ is extremely straight-forward and honest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ESTJ is usually a model citizen, and pillar of the community. He or she takes their commitments seriously, and follows their own standards of "good citizenship" to the letter. ESTJ enjoys interacting with people, and likes to have fun. ESTJs can be very boisterous and fun at social events, especially activities which are focused on the family, community, or work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ESTJ needs to watch out for the tendency to be too rigid, and to become overly detail-oriented. Since they put a lot of weight in their own beliefs, it's important that they remember to value other people's input and opinions. If they neglect their Feeling side, they may have a problem with fulfilling other's needs for intimacy, and may unknowingly hurt people's feelings by applying logic and reason to situations which demand more emotional sensitivity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When bogged down by stress, an ESTJ often feels isolated from others. They feel as if they are misunderstood and undervalued, and that their efforts are taken for granted. Although normally the ESTJ is very verbal and doesn't have any problem expressing themself, when under stress they have a hard time putting their feelings into words and communicating them to others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTJs value security and social order above all else, and feel obligated to do all that they can to enhance and promote these goals. They will mow the lawn, vote, join the PTA, attend home owners association meetings, and generally do anything that they can to promote personal and social security. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ESTJ puts forth a lot of effort in almost everything that they do. They will do everything that they think should be done in their job, marriage, and community with a good amount of energy. He or she is conscientious, practical, realistic, and dependable. While the ESTJ will dutifully do everything that is important to work towards a particular cause or goal, they might not naturally see or value the importance of goals which are outside of their practical scope. However, if the ESTJ is able to see the relevance of such goals to practical concerns, you can bet that they'll put every effort into understanding them and incorporating them into their quest for clarity and security. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally agreed about the logical part first then emotional. So if I'm insensitive to you or anything please please pardon me! I'm not completely insenstive, just that when agitation gets the better of me I may just start 'shooting' people down with words. (Callie has witnessed this tons of times, LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND CALLIE BRINGING HER CAMERA TO SCHOOL TODAY. Gosh I swear I really want my own camera (second most wanted electronic stuffs after a netbook). Was damn fun taking how concentrated our class was haha! BUT MEAN CALLIE KEEP TRYING TO TAKE PIC OF ME ): unglam somemore &gt;&lt; I MUST TAKE A PIC WITH YOU AND ME BOTH SMILING THEN I'LL BE HAPPY. HMPH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-5228091044222269019?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/5228091044222269019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=5228091044222269019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/5228091044222269019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/5228091044222269019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2010/07/estj.html' title='ESTJ'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-3693228614759506360</id><published>2010-07-23T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T22:21:17.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>/.</title><content type='html'>For the past 2 days I've been watching fellow sanba-ers present their speech, and I really have mixed feelings while watching them. I remember yesterday I felt really nervous not only for the people presenting on the first day, but also watching them present made me nervous. I don't know why either. I've seen people stammering in their speeches, forgetting halfway and requesting for a restart, and it really scares the shit out of me cause I don't want to blank out when it's my turn. But on the other hand, I've seen really fluent speeches with no stammering parts at all, some that really had impactful endings that sent the audience cheering, and some who seem ever so confident when talking. I do hope I'll be like that when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nervous about the speech, I admit, but I'm not THAT nervous.. YET. I know that everyone who is nervous is just scaring themselves, and I do know that giving a speech to a class, especially MY OWN class, is not that scary at all. What I'm most afraid of is 1) forgetting lines 2) no audience response. My speech is a, I must say, really entertaining one, and I hope people will be entertained :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I don't know why I'm talking about this :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's PE WAS FUN FUN FUN. First time playing with the netball positions and it's quite an eye opener. Was goal attack cause I had muscleaches so didn't do centre. Well goal attack was fun! Except that in the beginning I didn't know I could go into the semi circle and shoot, which was quite lol. People were shouting at me, like "HILARY GO IN!!" "HILARY SHOOT!!" LOLOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And surprisingly I managed to shoot one ball in the hoop! Really unexpected for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wushu trainings on Thursday was horrible, thanks to muscleaches from Tuesday. Flexibility was completely screwed thanks to muscleaches, head can't even touch my knees when touching my toes when I always can in the past. Even xuejiaolian was scolding me for running without bending my legs, cause even slightly bending my legs hurts like crap, and it still does. But fortunately there wasn't any leg PT that day, else I'll just die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you: I really don't know what to do. Now you look at me like some kind of stranger and I feel really bad and helpless. And I really don't know exactly what I did wrong that made you so upset, I can only guess randomnly. And it sucks. &lt;em&gt;Flat sucks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-3693228614759506360?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/3693228614759506360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=3693228614759506360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/3693228614759506360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/3693228614759506360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post_23.html' title='/.'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-1664052914495800129</id><published>2010-07-19T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T17:06:46.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>女强人</title><content type='html'>Sleepping 10pm to 2am was a well, interesting experience. But 4 hours of sleep is definitely not enough for a 'heavy sleeper' like me. But doing work in the wee hours was quite productive, especially the fact that hardly any one is on facebook/msn, and you won't waste most of your time staring at the computer haha. However I doubt I'll do this 10pm to 2am thing anytime soon, most probably when I'm screwed for school the next day or something, but hopefully this situation won't happen soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND CALLIE KWONG YOU DIDN'T WAKE UP AT 2 WHEN WE BOTH PROMISED TO SLEEP FROM 10-2. HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fudan people are getting more open now! Which is good! Well it's only one of them lah, come to think about it. It's so funny when he asked Haoqing if he could "stretch her face", when he actually meant "pinch her face" LOLOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Callie and I witnessing two of them gaying with each other totally caused us to erupt into mad, crazy laughter. It wasn't that gay lah, just one of the guy was slightly stroking to top part of the back of the other guy, but as innocent as both of us are, and that we hardly witness real life gay stuffs before, this slight action gave an immense impact on us. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised, it's indeed amazing how Callie and I can never fail to stop non-stop during school. xD There seems like endless to talk about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea today Dialogue with Principal was simply AWESOME. Just love how our new principal's answers are ever so direct, instead of those really politically correct answers which totally digust me. Stuffs like she wants to buy the houses next to our school compound to extend our school space cause Nanyang has seriously no more space left at all. (Unlike Hwachong, gosh 3 bus stops along 1 school says something eh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What she said that left me a deep impression was why Nanyang will always be poorer than Hwachong. Cause when we girls grow up and have jobs and marry, and when we want to donate money to Nanyang, we have to seek the advice and 'permission' of our fellow husbands (most probably from Hwachong) as to how much we should donate. Plus the fact that most of us will be housewives, while Hwachong guys will be successful working men, there's already this apparent monetary value difference. Her response was of course faced with strong feminist disagreement from the Sec 3 cohort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys, don't underestimate us ladies. There's such thing as 女强人. And I'll definitely work towards being one. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-1664052914495800129?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/1664052914495800129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=1664052914495800129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/1664052914495800129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/1664052914495800129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post_19.html' title='女强人'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-8338660706449717203</id><published>2010-07-18T17:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T17:18:03.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 categories</title><content type='html'>Two and a half years into Nanyang, and I've realised that the friends I've made this period of time fall into 3 big categories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one are those that I've made not long ago, and we've been ever so close since then, and I definitely don't wish that these friendships will end like those in the next category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second category. Those I've forged really strong friendships in lower secondary, but now I've completely lost the connection I've had with them. Remembering how we used to be so close, confiding in each other about almost anything. And now, you've changed. So much, so drastically, that it's almost unbelievable. I want to ignore these changes, but as time passes they become more real than ever, and ignoring them is simply impossible. What happened to the you last year? Is it just cause of that event that changed you so much? Don't you know how many of us are disappointed in you? You've distanced from us so much, that I think it's impossible to get back the way we were last year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third category, those that have been close to me ever since lower secondary. These friendships that , fortunately, didn't turn out like those in the second category. Even though we might not meet each other often, I'm glad the connection between us is still there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fortunately, most of my current friends fall in either the first or third category. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just some random thought after conversing with a fellow close friend. Don't mind me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-8338660706449717203?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/8338660706449717203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=8338660706449717203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8338660706449717203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8338660706449717203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2010/07/3-categories.html' title='3 categories'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-8052106627959082896</id><published>2010-07-17T11:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T01:09:43.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>333</title><content type='html'>333th post! Nice number :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was a pretty okay day. Just that French was so freaking boring and that made me more tired than ever. Eating KFC after French in a kinda stony mood, really sorry to you for not talking much and being so down throughout! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday. Slept like some dead log the moment I got to my table. Almost slept through greeting teacher somemore gosh. Wushu after that was a roller coaster of emotions. With Qianyi and Wanqing getting pissed with the team and I didn't know what to do. Well it got fine after a while. And I realised trainings now are mostly just jibengongs and PTs. No taolu at all. I'm missing my tao now. I think the last time I did the whole thing was during competition, and that was like what.. in July?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a vice-captain, my fellow batchies view me as a bridge between the DSA pros and the no wushu background not so pro people. Since Qianyi and Wanqing are the only DSA-ers in our batch. But frankly it's hard being this bridge okay. I feel like I'm often being compared to them in terms of skills. Like I don't deserve to lead the team cause obviously I'm not that good compared to them. My position as a vice captian is really awkward okay. Like I'm some extra post there. Which isn't nice at all. I will try my best nevertheless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After trainings, I really don't know what exactly is going either, some stuffs got caught up. And now I think she's still pissed with me, and I'm really apologetic to her. People tell me that it's not my fault, it's just that she's too over-sensitive, and that she'll get over it soon. I really hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skylark'10 was great great great. :D Not only the concert itself, but the before and after. :D It was full house that day, but Shichun and I decided not to queue into the auditorium (Like during modern dance performance where we sat on the stairs outside auditorium half an hour before LOL). It was in a way a good decision not to squeeze our way in, cause the seat we were sitting at was directly in front of where Callie was singing! ^^ Super cool hehe! And took quite a few close up photos of Callie in Choir gown and CROSSDRESSSUIT ZOMG! She totally look like a guy, and I was practically going crazy in my seat haha! EVEN A GUY THINKS THAT SHE LOOKS LIKE A GUY OKAY. :D The dances the choir did turned out to be not bad, better than I expected! Cause Callie keeps telling me that the dance is screwed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really like the Totoro song, SO CUTE HAHA! And there was one song that really sounded like something you will hear in 妻子的诱惑. It's called Kimi wo Nosete. Close to you acapella was AWESOMEAWESOMEAWESOME. Got goosebumps from the high notes! I love it when they harmonise perfectly, and reach those freakingly high notes. Darn cool! Don't stop believing was not bad too, the beatbox was cool but a bit too loud. ABBA songs were awesome as well, the mass dance along with it suited them well too! Although it was only an hour long without intermission, it was worth the 12 bucks. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked for Callie after the concert, and she still look like a guy hehe! Except her the glittery eye shadow which is totally not suitable for her guy dressing. Gave her the orange crane, and glad that she likes the message inside! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite random thought here. I realised why it's always so hard to find my Dad in crowded, packed places. His height. He isn't really a very tall guy. kinda slightly below the average height of guys in Singapore I guess. And yea I think he is also part of the reason that I'm growing at a slower rate now, and that I'm still shorter than my mum when other girls my age are mostly way taller than their mothers. Imagine if you were to look for a 1.80+m guy, it's so easy okay. Just tip toe, look for a head that's popping above the crowd, and walk towards it. And there you have it! You found the person. So convenient! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and thank you for making my day so much better! Despite how screwed I felt after trainings. I don't know what exactly you did either, but whatever you did (unknown to you and me) really lifted my spirits by the end of the day. Whoever who can succeed in making me happy no matter how screwed I feel before, is a really good friend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSL Presidential Elections, don't think I'll be running for it. Quite a number of people think I should, but I don't think I'm suitable enough to be one. More responsibility, more expectations, don't think I'm mentally prepared for the challenge yet. Plus the fact that I've vice president in Wushu already, I think I would rather give this chance to someone else more deserving. Jiayous for those going to run! And I really hope the someone I have in mind will become president! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday. SIX FUDAN GUYS CAME TO OUR CLASS. Darn cool. And gosh, they are tall. All 6of them. But I don't think they are taller than Jack hehe. The one sitting quite close to me, I guess about slightly less than half a metre away from me, turned out to be only 14 years old. While the rest are 16. Apparently he skipped grades. GOSH GENIUS OR SOMETHING. And he's rather nice, well compared to the other guys. A group of us talked to him while eating lunch, and the fact that he's willing to talk to us while the other 5 just gathered among themselves says something. Don't know if it's just me and Callie, but the rest of them really seem to be acting cool most of the time and it's really not shunyan. Apparently Sinlie said some were super smart and proud, which isn't nice at all. Oh the 14 year old one is 181cm! Gosh. And what's cool is that he shares the same surname as me. But he doesn't look like a 14 year old. I was totally shocked when I knew his age and was like staring wide-eyed in disbelief hahahaha. He seemed amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea and if you know how to read this word 簸, you are damn pro in chinese. Even the china guy had to check his chinese book for the hanyupinyin! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE with the guys was a very interesting experience. I really wanted to play against them, since I've never played (modified) captain's ball against guys. It turned out to be really, tough. Hm. CAUSE OF HEIGHT ADVANTAGE LAH. When you throw a high ball, all they need to do is to simply raise up their hand and intercept the ball. And I kinda gave up defending them as well. Partly cause they were too tall for me, and partly cause I was scared of banging onto them or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't get why some people must be so competitve, to the extend of shouting and screaming at her teammates what to do during the game, and looking all pissed during the game. Like seriously, it's just PE? You can be competitive, but don't go round screaming and shouting like mad. I was competitve during the match, but I kept it to myself (like what Callie said haha). Why can't you? Guess it's just your nature then, and through that match I'm glad I've known more about your personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept during SIL, and I really coudn't help it. 4 hours of sleep for the past few days isn't doing any good at all. Felt kinda guilty for sleeping. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yesterday was Racial Harmony Day celebration, we were allowed to wear ethnic costume but amazingly no one in our class wore. Haha. And apparently, some people wore things that weren't ethnic at all, but claimed that it was a ethnic costume cause it's eurasian. LIKE SERIOUSLY LAH. .____. Then I can just wear a shirt and jeans to school and say oh this is eurasian! Or what, wear a bikini to school saying it's eurasian too? (Okay I'm joking/exaggerating at this part obviously.) Some teacher's costume was seriously, hilarious. And I totally agree with Callie's post, can't help to laugh when comparing him to the other 6 guys, plus what he was wearing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The Fudan guys make the teachers who used to be tall, seem SHORT. It's so strange. Hilary was laughing when Mr. Tay came in, because we used to think he was quite tall, but next to the Fudan guys he seemed insignificant:)"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSL Service Learning right after school ended. It was kinda cool bringing 20 PSLs on public buses. Hahaha! Like some primary school outing. Really glad that PSLs brought the stuffs necessary, cause I thought hardly anyone will and the activity will just die. But it turned out rather successful so yay! Some of the elderly were really cute, especially the old man who painted a face (the rest mostly painted the whole egg) on the egg and called it Mr. Botak! They seem to like the puzzle too, and I really think that idea is very creative! Really appreciated how much effort Jamie put into all the logistics needed in the activites, especially those egg shells she provided! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, showered, and plonked right into bed. Can't believe I slept from 6pm-5am. Usually on Friday if there's nothing after school I'll sleep from 4pm-10pm, waking up to do a bit of work and back to sleep. Can't believe I was that tired. My piano teacher told me today to try sleeping at 10pm-2am. Exactly what Callie has been telling me countless of times in the past. Apparently her student does that too and it works. Maybe I'll try that out one day! But I'm scared I won't even wake up and just end up sleeping till it's time for school and tons of work not completed. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to see no evil and hear no evil. But it's getting hard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-8052106627959082896?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/8052106627959082896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=8052106627959082896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8052106627959082896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8052106627959082896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2010/07/333.html' title='333'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-4402146950435649855</id><published>2010-07-13T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T21:32:54.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tortoise &amp; Turtle</title><content type='html'>While walking to library for Lang Arts today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa Lim: Hi Tortoise!&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm not a tortoise!&lt;br /&gt;Van: Hi Tortoise!&lt;br /&gt;*Miss Teng suddenly walks past*&lt;br /&gt;Miss Teng: You're a tortoise? Then she's a turtle?&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHA YEA! Hi Turtle!&lt;br /&gt;Van: Hi Tortoise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL yea the above is kinda lame and childish, but both of us had huge laughters cause of it. And great I just spoilt my perfect student image Miss Teng has of me. Eh.. actually I also don't know how she views me as a student. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking about image. It's amazing how people's first impression of me can be so.. contradictory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"1st impression of you: Super high girl who is obsessed with anything to do with Korea. HAHA. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"this fairly quiet damn hardworking and smart classmate LOL LOL ^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE SERIOUSLY LOL. Huge, vast difference there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY ESTHER AND GAOGE! LOVE BOTH OF YOU TONS! ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday celebration after Wushu was kinda failed, but fun in a way! Re-lighting candles was exasperating, but good cause my fear of lighting them out is totally gone! BATCH'11 JULY BABIES ESTHER WANQING QIANYI QIUHAO, HOPE YOU'LL LIKE THE SMALL BUT MEANINGFUL GIFT THE REST OF THE BATCH PREPARED FOR YOU! ^^ LOVE YOU GUYS TOO~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-4402146950435649855?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/4402146950435649855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=4402146950435649855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/4402146950435649855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/4402146950435649855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2010/07/tortoise-turtle.html' title='Tortoise &amp; Turtle'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-8567689813491667934</id><published>2010-07-12T22:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T23:00:53.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not even a minute of sleep</title><content type='html'>I survived the day after not sleeping for a whole night! I didn't even close my eyes for 1min last night! Well done Hilary! *pats myself on the back*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally plonked my head on my table when I reached school at 7am today. Slept really deeply and soundly, to the extent that I entered dreamland (though I can't remember what I dreamt about). Just when i was enjoying every bit of my beauty sleep, somebody started talking really loudly. It totally woke me up, and not only that, they continued talking like nobody's business all the way till school started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously, I think there were at least 3 people sleeping like logs within 1 metre of your radius, and you had to talk so frigging loudly like as if you are the only one in the class? There's only 2 of you talking, TALK SO LOUD FOR WHAT. I plugged in my earpiece, without connecting my handphone, to reduce the sound level, and guess what I could still hear every word they were talking. I even placed my wushu jacket on top of my head, and added my hand on top of it for extra sound protection. AND I COULD STILL HEAR EVERY SINGLE WORD. Is it just me with supersonic hearing ability, or that they were seriously talking that loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up blasing korean ballads, which was really my last resort. It kinda worked, but still the sleep was not as good as when I couldn't hear them talking at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh people, the next time you see others sleeping around you, try to keep your volume a little down won't you? People sleeping still can hear you know! Not like hearing doesn't function when you're sleep, just like a dead person who can't hear anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda half dead during Math, then slowly started high-ing. Really, lack of sleep makes you zi high. Then Bio practical made me slightly higher, with physics after totally reaching the peak of my high-ness. Then it just went to a drastic drop during chinese. In the end, I was already dozing off during IH SIA briefing. First time I'm sleeping in the auditorium okay! Gosh seems like teacher's voice was like a lullaby, plus that soft seat, and not to forget optimal aircon temperature. These factors totally encouraged me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CALLIE PLEASE GET WELL SOON. I don't want you to have a sore throat on the day of your choir concert! EAT TONS OF STREPSTILS, DRINK TONS OF WATER, AND STOP THOSE PEANUT INTAKE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-8567689813491667934?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/8567689813491667934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=8567689813491667934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8567689813491667934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/8567689813491667934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2010/07/not-even-minute-of-sleep.html' title='not even a minute of sleep'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-1538012439384151938</id><published>2010-07-10T21:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T00:21:31.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maturing views</title><content type='html'>Week 2 of Term 3 wasn't a very hectic one, my homework list is only half-filled, compared to Week 1's where I still needed to add 2 more lines to my homework list. It wasn't hectic, but I don't know why I felt more tired than the previous week. To the extent that something really embarassing happen yesterday and I really don't wish to talk about it. Only like 3 people know about it so yea. Don't ask, cause I won't tell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting stuffs that happened this week. Got called to the dentist with several other sanba-ers and practically spent the whole of IH period in there. It was lunch after that, so I had to go back to class to get my wallet, but teacher was still talking. So I somehow cleverly walked behind him to my seat, without him knowing cause he turned the other direction as I walked past his back. Darn cool. Like sanba-ers who saw it were like laughing hehe! But what freaked me out was the last 3 words and the emoticon he added when he replied my apparently 'blur' question. Shan't think too deeply into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really love this week's assembly too. Will be kinda sad that Mrs Wong is leaving and we're having a new LD, though I don't know Mrs Wong personall, but I think she's a really nice teacher and LD though quite a number of sec 3s dislike her. Ahh wells, will miss her interesting assembly talks. She showed us the movie Changeling which starred Angelina Jolie, and it's a really good movie that I hope to watch the full one one day. The ending was impactful, cause it's a cliffhanger and the plot really appeals to me. Was totally affected by the movie at the end of assembly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was practically out the whole day. From 7.45am - 9.15pm! Piano lesson as usual in the morning, learnt glissando and the rest of the damn cool Lowside Blues. I'm damn scared of having blisters oh no! Then was Wushu DSA selection at 10-11.30am. Quite interesting watching the DSA-ers, and listening to Qianyi's and Wanqing's comments about them! At the end played volleyball with Esther, Chyi Fang and Tanya cause there was a basket of volleyballs in Wuguan. DAMN FUN. If only we played it earlier! Didn't know I was actually not bad in it haha, after all it's been a long time since volleyball PE module! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then chionged to Plaza Singapura to do street sales with Callie. She was helping her elder sister, while I was accompanying Callie. First 2 hours we were kinda enthu, we went to Cathay and sold half of the stuffs we originally had. Which is good! First donate-er was my Korean neighbour I met at Plaza Singapura bus stop! So happy to see her cause she moved to somewhere else already. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then got kinda hungry, thirsty, and decided to take a break! And unexpectedly Jack came. Was totally surprised seeing him hahaha! Got bubble tea and food, walk around, and starting lazing and talking outside Plaza Singapura while listening to people singing songs. Felt totally lazy to move, and our break dragged longer and longer. SO SORRY CALLIE! And talking about sick stuffs made me embarassed okay, I can feel it in my cheeks, wonder if Callie feels the same too. Hmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally brought myself to move. Continued to do street sales, but it wasn't as accomplished, productive as the previous session. Was tired, zoning out, and just ignoring people walking past me (they ignored me too so no difference). Ended up talking loads and loads to Callie, and we found out that we're actually starting to mature. Dunno if it's a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like we fangirl less nowadays (though I don't really fangirl much to start of with). Korean guys also appeal to me less now. Which I suppose it's good? I still watch Kpop MVs and Korean variety shows, but it's just for entertainment and I don't go round gushing over how shuai any of them are. And both of us realised that our standards for a lifelong partner has dropped. As I read my note I did last year about what my ideal guy is, actually most of the stuffs I typed there don't really matter at all now. I don't really mind if the guy is not that shuai, so long as he's acceptable looking and I can look at him without feeling uncomfortable cause of his looks will do. And I don't really mind of the guy is like some genius, so long as he's relatively knowledgeable and above average will do. Plus, I don't really care if he has abs or huge biceps anymore, so long as he's not too fat, kinda muscular and toned will do. Callie and I realised that actually what we think is the most important factor in a lifelong partner is just his character. :D Someone that you can trust, depend, and rely on. Someone that will love you, unconditionally, no matter your flaws. And come to think of it I don't need him to be a joker and high person, just not too serious all the time will do. See, I guess both of us have really matured in our expectations of our ideal guy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole street sales, ate dinner at Plaza Singapura with Callie and we started walking on all levels of the shopping centre, window shopping as well! It's super fun gosh! Didn't know window shopping with your close friends can be that fun! Talked tons, looked at tons of stuffs, and saw really cool and interesting stuffs! Even at times when we don't talk at all, I don't feel awkward at all, and so does Callie. WHICH IS GOOD :D Callie we definitely must remain in close contact if we ever go to different schools in the future (which I guess it's highly possible), you're a great great great friend whom I'll treasure tons. :D LOVE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-1538012439384151938?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/1538012439384151938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=1538012439384151938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/1538012439384151938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/1538012439384151938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2010/07/maturing-views.html' title='maturing views'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-1409030176439968667</id><published>2010-07-04T21:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T20:26:08.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>those unexpected actions</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was simply awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to meet up with Callie and Pingghee at 5 at Bishan MRT, but unexpectedly saw Samantha and Wanlin. Callie and Pingghee were late cause Callie couldn't find her SNSD socks to sell to me (it's okay Callie, can sell it to me some other time :D). And when both of them came to meet us Callie realised she forgot to bring her tickets (win lah!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a really quick dinner at macs cause we realised that we might be short of time. After eating, while waiting for Callie to go back home to get her tickets, Pingghee, Samantha, Wanlin and I played with Samantha's iPhone outside Bishan MRT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this scenario. Four girls huddling in a circle, staring intently at an iPhone. Seems like a pretty normal scenario right? So while we were in our iPhone world, I had this random thought of wondering how people were reacting to a random bunch of girls huddling in the middle of Junction 8 and Bishan MRT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I raised up my head, and look over Pingghee's head (cause she's in front of me). And to my shock, horror and disgust, Steven Lim was staring right into my eyes. (If you don't know who he is, go google and youtube him, and you'll understand my reaction.) Immediately I went back to the huddle and told the rest. Apparently they too don't know him, but Samantha said later that she saw him winking at me. W T F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was completely freaked out, while Samantha googled his name immediately. Wanlin and Samantha seem very amused. Hm. We got into the MRT station to wait for Callie, and while waiting we were so bored that Samantha and I went up and took a second look at him (LOL). And as expected, he was asking girls, especially pretty chio ones, stuffs. Gosh. Freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie arrived, and we took the train to Newton. Saw Shumin and Yueling at the bus stop, and waited 30min for 171. The electronic signboard that stated how long the bus will arrive wasn't even realiable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boarded the super crowded and packed 171. And there was a massive traffic jam. Worse thing is the bus driver said something like he's going by a different way? To play safe we all alighted. We were like two bus stops before Serene Centre or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha and I half walked and half ran to Nanyang, while the rest were to lazy to run I suppose. Gosh it was quite pissing walking/runing in the drizzle, but it turned out quite fun in the end hahaha! Cause you could like shout really loud how angry you were without anyone noticing cause there was nobody but tons of cars. Traffic came practically to a standstill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked/ran for about 15min? Met Jack at Nanyang bus stop 3 of us (Samantha, Jack and I) continue running all the way to the main gate. We were late, but fortunately the show started late too cause I suppose many people were caught in the jam too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea turned out that the jam was caused by an overhead bridge near Sixth Avenue, read about it not long ago on Sunday Times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed a couple of seats, and the show started. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first play really brought tons of laughter. I was giggling in my seat like some crazy girl, sometimes laughing out really loudly. Gosh I just love the 2nd and 200th storey joke, it's lame BUT DAMN FUNNY HAHAHA. The Kpop dancing was... interesting. It wasn't really up to standard no offense, but it did kinda well entertaining the audience, though I spend most of the time looking at the big screen than the dancers. So sorry! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second play, was kinda disappointed in it cause I didn't tear at all. I thought I would, really, and was prepared to. But it wasn't that intense for me to cry. Apparently people cried though. I guess it's kinda hard to make me cry. Only really intense Korean dramas like Stairway to Heaven and 玻璃鞋 will make me cry. So if I actually do cry at something, I guess it's really intense haha. Guys, drop that stereotype that girls cry a lot when watching Kdramas. It does apply to some, but definitely not me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10min intermission after. Toilet break + Refilling water (gosh so much running made me really thirsty) + taking a glance at Fiona. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third play. Beginning of it I didn't really pay attention cause I was wondering where Jack went to, and of course smsing him. Hmph. The third play was funny plus touching. I really really love that glow in the dark, creepy lightings on the tombstones and the Hell gate prop (I don't know what that prop name is haha). EH ANY NYJF-ERS READING IT, HOW DID YOU GUYS DO THAT LIGHTINGS ON THAT TOMBSTONE? Is it some special light projected on the props, or there's a light source in the tombstone, or the props are made up of special glow in the dark paper? Self reminder for me to ask Weihui when school reopens cause I doubt any NYJF-er reads my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home really late after, at 11pm. Parents weren't home, as expected. Apparently they came home at 4.30am cause they watched both quarter finals outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy who holds the door for not only the person behind him, but also the rest of the people after until there doesn't seem to be anyone exiting left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy who could just walk to the Shell petrol station bus stop and take his bus, chose to walk all the way to Hwachong bus stop cause the girl takes bus from Hwachong side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why the other girl wouldn't be interested in him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, thanks to that guy, gentlemanly has been added to my list of criteria for a boyfriend. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Small, sweet and unexpected things really go a long way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4565032947157564985-1409030176439968667?l=i-am-hilary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/feeds/1409030176439968667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4565032947157564985&amp;postID=1409030176439968667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/1409030176439968667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4565032947157564985/posts/default/1409030176439968667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-hilary.blogspot.com/2010/07/those-unexpected-actions.html' title='those unexpected actions'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06510732357572464948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/S1chOYWnt_I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Ob6d-no5wD4/S220/my+heart+beats+for+2pm.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4565032947157564985.post-6899486814705618204</id><published>2010-07-03T00:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T02:56:06.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>今天真的是大丰收</title><content type='html'>16 June Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSL service learning with the elderly was awesome! They were really quite enthu during the games which is great! ^^ And they totally love the game whereby they had to identify us in our childhood pics! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17-18 June Thursday-Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math supp with Mr Khoo to catch up with other classes. Kinda mixed feelings cause it'll be my last lesson with him. Good and bad really. He's good, but sometimes too good and thorough that it gets a bit boring and difficult to pay attention. Well but now I'm enjoying Miss Teng's lessons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 June Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano in the morning as usual! Blogging about this lesson cause I'm so darn happy that I'm finally starting on some Grade 7 pieces as my teacher wants me to have a taste of Grade 7 since the new syllabus hasn't come out yet. Which means I'm kinda promoted to Grade 7 so yay! Considering that I started quite late hehe! So here are the pieces I'm learning now! Really damn excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lc7hqy939W8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&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/lc7hqy939W8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lowside Blues by Joanna Macgregor (C1 piece)&lt;br /&gt;I remember Cherie letting me hear this piece on youtube before, saying how cool it is! And this piece is really cool lah! Love it to bits. But the back part seems a bit hard, with glissando at 1:01-1:03, and I love this part cause it sounds really magical 1:14-1:17. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t3krV9vyLTg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&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/t3krV9vyLTg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andante Moderato by Faure (B1 piece)&lt;br /&gt;My teacher was saying that this piece sounds like some Korean Drama OST. Totally agreed about it, dunno why while listening play this piece it totally reminded me of 妻子的诱惑!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in my previous post I put 20 June - Sinlie but I really cannot remember what that day has to do with her. So yea lets skip that day. Oh is it meeting her somewhere while eating? I THINK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 June Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YCJ Outing and crashing facs bowling! Was the only yebol-er to attend, damn sad can. But buffet at nihon mura was awesome, though I felt the rest had damn small stomach or something? LOL we had to play a game to finish the leftovers somemore! And bowling was fun! Tried twice and none went to the gutter so yay! And I can't believe I can hold the ball with one hand haha! Last time I played bowling when I was in lower primary (I think), I still had to clutch the ball with both hands! Oh and Shannon pro lah her 5 tries all go gutter! Dinner after that at West Mall and found out a Sec 3 Hwachong guy who lives damn near my house, and apparently takes the same bus as me to school but I've never seen him in my life before. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 June Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 5am to leave for Malaysia! Slept throughout the journey there but halfway through it was raining real heavily, plus the aircon in the car made it really chilling. Hm halfway through went to some shopping centre and they were screening Portugal vs North Korea Match! Had so much fun watching all 7 goals LOL! GOSH RONALDO'S SMILE IS SO.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and in the car I noticed this in the sky! Really pretty so took a pic of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/TC4j7RydWHI/AAAAAAAAAzY/JmenA8YoGIs/s1600/Photo0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xOo5VOBhnek/TC4j7RydWHI/AAAAAAAAAzY/JmenA8YoGIs/s200/Photo0076.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489364497105508466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like 天晴过雨 lah! Opposite of 雨过天晴 haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked in at some hotel at Kuala Selangor after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 June Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked out of the hotel real early and proceded to Perhentian (bet hardly any of you out there know where this is!) It's like 2 islands really close to each other that is part of Malaysia and it's known for really clear and pretty waters that's great for snorkelling and diving! We had to take a 30 minute motor boat to the island, and gosh sitting on the motor boat is simply exhilarating. The water was really blue and pretty, plus the boat was going at high speed, crazy wind blowing at your face, and experience bumpings during the boat ride due to waves, gosh simply memorable :D But it'll definitely be a no no for those with sea-sickness haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked in to Arwana which is located off the shores of Perhentian. 40 min hike to a nearby resort was CRAZY. Hiking in slippers is scary. I was so damn scared of destroying/tearing my slippers. Plus I was only wearing FBTs (cause wearing swimming costume under in case we're going to the sea), and those really tall grass and whatnot were tickling/scratching me. Gosh horrible experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after the hike was great! Snorkelling! It was my
