<?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-10299352</id><updated>2011-07-28T18:40:09.955+08:00</updated><category term='The Heart Aches'/><category term='dead meat'/><category term='My New Life'/><title type='text'>DeSz</title><subtitle type='html'>full-time joker..
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Sociable.. talk wif anyone..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>408</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-3846922699999118364</id><published>2009-09-19T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T02:27:23.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW&gt; its been DAMN long since i last written my blog. Practically in this period of time, i have a lot of stuffs to talk about. BUt some of which are supposedly tracked down. LOL. thats why i am not bothered to write on this blog. Seriously i should write a personal journal. Its better this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a on and off thing in my training. Sometimes it will be extremely busy, sometimes you just bore yourself to death. This happens quite often and i certainly feel quite pissed off.Especially recently, when my ears had this problem. all the sounds seemed muffled. and when ppl are screaming, you just feel damn irritated. not bcause of the racket they are making but by the fact that ur ears aren't functioning as they are supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. and i quite pisssed off with myself. i not sure how to express it. but i think if i continue playing games at home, i will lose touch with something more impt than that. if i can dare to continue my journey into the unknown why can't i step up to tell her i like her. I think too much sometimes. &lt;em&gt;just be simple minded. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the army is fun because of the ppl inside it. after many ppl went out of course, i feel that the people in the platoon is much more united and interested to finish as a whole. and i feel good!!! its because of the motivation i provide for my section. HAHA. so far the group of us have not OOC yet which i feel proud of. I know one must pull through the course and complete army. then we can be a responsible person, not only as a working adult but as a FATHER and A HUSBAND.&lt;br /&gt;somehow u feel irritated by people who doesn't face reality like a man. its impossible u think. how can ppl  who shun away from obstacles have a GIRLFRIEND. thats the worse thing. it makes me feel PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe there is someone out there just waiting. waiting for fate. but is there? will there ever be fate? or is it a just an excuse for those who prefer to wait lying down and be lazy about their own life??  its just that such thoughts can drive one to the edge of the world. BUT, we have to take things in stride believing that someday, it will come. strange but true. ur heart will have such feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: next time update again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-3846922699999118364?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3846922699999118364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=3846922699999118364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3846922699999118364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3846922699999118364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow-its-been-damn-long-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-3612644206670460564</id><published>2009-07-22T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T19:21:32.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is my 4th day of MC. tml will be the last. i can't believe how weak i am. immune system down from field camp. down with flu, fever and cough. went doctor twice and booked an appointment. feels lethargic. but should be able to recover when i book in tml evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked through facebook and saw some of my friends. WOW. i think they look very grown up compared to last time i saw them. i think much good looking. i guess age is a contributing factor. alamak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-3612644206670460564?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3612644206670460564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=3612644206670460564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3612644206670460564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3612644206670460564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-my-4th-day-of-mc.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-3261876766867516161</id><published>2009-06-14T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T01:43:07.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i havent written a post since ages. approximately 9 weeks. the last post was written before i went into army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise the readers a long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i enter the army, i felt excited and apprehensive over the next several weeks. i came early on that day, met joel on the ferry. haha. that was pretty lucky. not only did i meet him i met 2 of my aj classmates. then there was the swearing in infront of our parents. that really marked the opening of my life in BMT. Got to eat lunch with mum and dad before they left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the story unfolds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to get sorted out to different companies and then my own respective platoon. i was hoping i get some of my jc classmates into my platoon. BUt i got more. lol. amazingly, joel was in the same platoon as me. that was something i enjoyed throughtout the whole of my BMT. he is a very close friend as we were in the same scout trooop for 4 years. thats like super long compared to the 8 weeks in BMT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the confinement week was pretty much about adjusting to the army life. okay i realised that i can sleep early and wake up early. But thats very different compared tot he lifestyle b4 the army. and my section got 3 aj ppl including me. haha. amazingly one of the guy's gf is in my class. lol. so thats really quite 'qiao'. initally i was quite quiet in teh section but as the days passsed, i begin to talk more.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the end of the 2 weeks, my parents and grandma were waiting for me at tekong. Man, the ladies were emotional. haha. they can't believe that they are seeeing me. or at least thats what i felt. haha. they were almost on the verge of crying. i felt a tinge of emotion. i not sure how to describe. maybe relieved that i have such good family support. that was when i felt quite happy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then booking in was quite sians. i mean as when you book out to enjoy life outside you tend to won't feel like going in especially if u don't get to see the person you want to see. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were a lot of activities during NS. some memorable ones were recruits, oc evening,grenade and rifle.  haha. some cannot be commented though. it is indeed fun to have the experience of doing something that you don't usually do. rather excited and nervous lo. then some more i got sweaty palms. i dunno whether it will slip from my hand(the thought from my head last time)&lt;br /&gt;rifle = no comments. i suck at it though.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.... and there were the route marches. haha. quite fun. carrying the heavy field pack. and the agr, strength training,30-60,bcct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally it all came to an end. i miss my mates but more impt i mimss my family members. i guess some of my friends as well. ah. but a lot of u guysa are stilll busy. i guess. take care. and do well for your upcoming obstacles. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-3261876766867516161?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3261876766867516161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=3261876766867516161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3261876766867516161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3261876766867516161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-havent-written-post-since-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-8496549652905660502</id><published>2009-04-12T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:06:41.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this will be my last post before i go into the army tml. feels excited though. want to see more of camp stuff and grow stronger as a person. challenge myseslf mentally too.. lol. yeah. but my leg injury problem is getting better. but still it pains. ah i guess i have to put myself through mental tests to block any physical pain.seriousky, it hurts. everytime i run i feel the bone jutting out. ah. ah. maybe exercising more will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be confined for 2 weekends. haha. guess my life will move on to another chapter le. one much more exciting. luckily i report in the afternoon. can wake up late. but i am helping my dad in the morning ba. better.cannot sleep too late either. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those friends who still read my blog, well, take care and have fun. 3 weeks without me will seem like an eternity but for some, i will be forgotten. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-8496549652905660502?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8496549652905660502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=8496549652905660502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8496549652905660502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8496549652905660502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-will-be-my-last-post-before-i-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-8947890259755427736</id><published>2009-04-02T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:30:03.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAMN. i been rubbing couterpain on my shin for the past 3 days. i ran the past 3 days except today because i feel stress on my legs. i stopped sports for a while but i can't figure out whats the problem. the pain occurs somewhere near my bone. can feel a small lump. i guess i will have to rest for a few days before continuing my training. if anyone can tell me how to resolve the pain, i will be greatly appreciated for your kind advice and help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml i booked the court for my friends to play badminton. unfortunately, i can't join them since i have to help my dad on checking the new stocks that arrived from china. so i expect a busy day tml. the court is from 9 -11am. so anyone wants to come can come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. my army life is begins on 13th april. not much time left to meet people le.hai. happily waiting for army to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-8947890259755427736?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8947890259755427736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=8947890259755427736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8947890259755427736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8947890259755427736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/04/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-8881481244658879648</id><published>2009-03-31T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:59:04.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this few days i have been helping my dad to distribute shoes to needy students. its quite entertaining since i get to see different kinds of people. but one thing for sure most of them has small feet which i think is quite alluring.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws, i shall do more p.t. i heard from my brother that entering ocs has many factors. Fitness is important but leadership qualities and knowledge are still impt. yup so i will try hard so that our family has 2 officers. but that is certainly no gurantee because competition is tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are the things that will remain pure over the years? i wonder i wonder. certainly not  structures that are exposed to rain and sun. Also not the furnitures that  are being placed at home. what about the computer i am staring into now? Even the earth wont remain the same throughout the years. i wonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-8881481244658879648?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8881481244658879648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=8881481244658879648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8881481244658879648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8881481244658879648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-few-days-i-have-been-helping-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-4138185276026758638</id><published>2009-03-27T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:21:43.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there will be a time in your life when you realised that you can accept responsibilities. this is the time of my life when i need to do more; accept more roles in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its strange how i feel this way. sometimes you tend to follow your heart than your head. but i know my heart tells me what to do. its been so long. maybe a few months but i can't believe that i succumb to thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today i went to play badminton with kengyang.jialiang,ffifi,kokwei and jing han. (: on a winning streak. havent lost for many many rounds. yeah. kudos to fifi for being such a badminton player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to kokwei's house after tt. played some mj and won. but that feeling really cant be compared to what i am feeling now. @#^%*&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope u coping well now. its gonna be a stressful period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-4138185276026758638?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4138185276026758638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=4138185276026758638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/4138185276026758638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/4138185276026758638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/03/there-will-be-time-in-your-life-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-3249863809404849156</id><published>2009-03-23T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:37:13.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>came back from guangzhou/hongkong last friday. it was a very interesting experience. Now i realised that singapore is such a clean city. the people there loves to smoke and the quality of the air was terrible. i think my lungs now got big problem. anws hong kong is a shopping haven. there are many clothes including sports apparels that are slightly cheaper. And some of them cannot be found here. the variety of clothes is immense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that friday i went to play soccer at NP which was a mistake. i don't feel well since that day. Flu and cough. but at least it is better now. much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday went to sec school gathering. and ate some porridge buffet. went to zoo also. Zoo is now much better than the last time i went. it smells better except in the kids zone where it still smells a bit. well, it was pretty normal ba. the animals are well fed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday and today were rest days. although i did light running today. felt pretty bad since i didn''t run a lot. maybe 1.5KM. thats very little since i am going into army in 3 week's time. when i feel better, i 'll run more.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-3249863809404849156?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3249863809404849156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=3249863809404849156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3249863809404849156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3249863809404849156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/03/came-back-from-guangzhouhongkong-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-1850896008555605899</id><published>2009-03-04T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T23:19:53.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okae i went street directory and find that my route is like only 3.8km straight line distance. so plus all the slopes well, should be around 4 click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went gymming and nua at jeremy's house. lol. i think my arm strength has improved but dunno to what capability. so kudos to myself for making an effort to train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure why but been wondering whats the feeling of missing someone terribly.perhaps its been such a long time i have missed someone that i have forgotten that feeling. yups maybe when i enter army i will sorely miss my family. and most prob those that are close to me. is it that hard to control ur feelings? i wonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-1850896008555605899?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1850896008555605899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=1850896008555605899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1850896008555605899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1850896008555605899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/03/okae-i-went-street-directory-and-find.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-6105826135215343901</id><published>2009-03-03T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:10:39.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW. ytd i wanted to blog. forgot the reason why i never blogged. strange. maybe i have really short term memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i played badminton with  fifi and jeremy(miu)[don't know why he was called tt]. then wanted to starbucks at bp plaza and nua. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to the lawyer's office and collect title deeds and sign check. followed my parents. i think quite cool to go there and get properties.(: anws. i realised ALexis is quite small.(alexis is the new condo my parents bought)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to play house of the dead. well, my mum ticked me off for playing such a violent game. alot of zombies rrushing at you. and you are playing some hero who loves to use vulgarities. She said i shouldn't be playing these games. BUt its rated M17+ which means i can play. i am like 19. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went running. amazingly, only stopped when cars turning in and at my house. its quite danerous running there. well but i need to run and keep fit for army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results coming soon. sians.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-6105826135215343901?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6105826135215343901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=6105826135215343901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/6105826135215343901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/6105826135215343901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/03/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-5732125140791824438</id><published>2009-03-01T17:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T17:46:36.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday ate a 9 course dinner. it was meant to be food testing for my brother's wedding. the dishes were quite good. but they changed one dish, the fried lemon chicken one because they felt it was too ordinary. i ate a lot ytd. now feeling very guilty. it might be the only time i can eat since i not sure whether i can apply leave to see my bro's wedding. shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i played tennis with rachel,nelson,jun xiang and pamela. weihao came later though. and now i am sunburnt. cannot lift my arms. i guess a few days later will recover le ba. need to cut my weight b4 going army, otherwise will have a hard time. all the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-5732125140791824438?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/5732125140791824438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=5732125140791824438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/5732125140791824438'/><link rel='self' 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after that was some wii games. i have to admit joel and xue yi have natural flair for wii dancing. cos joel lost to xue yi by just 5 points. and their scores are amazingly high. like 14900++ which is quite high for first timers and they played expert modes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope my good friend passed her tkd test also. seems that she is too busy ba. doing so much things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today some of my jc friends coming to play tennis. get to sun tan at 1 to 3pm. its gonna be so damn hot. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-8923805708456815251?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8923805708456815251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=8923805708456815251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8923805708456815251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8923805708456815251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/02/went-to-celebbrate-kengyangs-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-6278915780885263808</id><published>2009-02-25T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:58:50.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>havent blogged for a long time. yeah. i did exercise the past few days except monday which i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went badminton, wii and sushi buffet with jeremy and fitrina. yeah. so its sushi for breakfast/lunch/dinner. quite worth it though. but is really stuff yourself with food for 2 hours.(3-5pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh tml got basic theory test. shall study later. need to rmb the TP signs-most confusing. and some other things. yeah. good luck to me and jeremy.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then shall meet my fren to collect some $$. i not sure what time also. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoope tml is a lucky day/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-6278915780885263808?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6278915780885263808/comments/default' title='Post 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type='html'>today i managed to wake up at such an early time too like 830 am. then met nigel at 1130 and talked all the way from bb mrt to bishan mrt. went to visit our cca teacher. his house i think quite cool and simple ba. got lots of scenery pictures taken by him. congratulations to him for conceiving his first baby with his wife.(: and what a birthday wish for him too(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that took a bus trip wif fellow odacian,vivian to bp. well, she stopped at her workplace at beauty world there. then i continued  on to bp plaza and had KFC(shoot! its fattening) then played soccer. very short like 40 mins only. so quite sians. managed a goal which past 2 pairs of legs. hahas. quite lucky. but the shot was well on target. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: ahhhhhh. are u okay? you seem pretty pretty busy lately. ah what am i talking. am i just blabbering.? i doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-4831900313051844741?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4831900313051844741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=4831900313051844741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/4831900313051844741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/4831900313051844741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-i-managed-to-wake-up-at-such.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-6866524902931679638</id><published>2009-02-21T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T00:41:48.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW. friday, i went out to jeremy's house and went gymming(light) and bball(light) in the morning. then took a nap at his house like half an hour. then game game and back to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a new wii game called the smash bros. yeah fighting with some mario character. quite cool.&lt;br /&gt;brother just got it for me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to play soccer with his friends at the jurong soccer place. quite cool. got 8 courts. haha. and i found my rhythm and game there. sorry to the guy whom i accidentally hit his family jewel with the soccer ball. overall the whole game was good. came out soaking wet. and i gulped down 4 cans of 100 plus. wth wth. the minus point is when i decided to slide my brother i landed on my thumb. yeah. sucks. i need to keep massagin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i am supposed to meet at 1130 with the west to go to mr chin's house. yeah. its so "early" now. i better go sleep soon. anws, jc life is quite fast paced ba. hope everyone going jc can cope with it especially if ur cca is heavy and takes up ur weekends. (: all the best. jia you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-6866524902931679638?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6866524902931679638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=6866524902931679638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/6866524902931679638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/6866524902931679638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/02/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-7413814779979147434</id><published>2009-02-19T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:41:11.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES, i completed the longest route at my house.its around 5 KM. i think i should always run this route. but its not brightly lit la. then like got quite a number of deaths beside the route. so can only run like early evening. last time i ran the route at 10 plus, the feeling was you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is an accomplishment. although running doesn't feel good, but i need to prepared for army. i am not letting everyone own me. so i have to get my basic fitness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tml is gymming at jeremy's house. dunno what to gym oso. maybe i go there swim. lol. enjoy the sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i am going to chiong my workout liao. wish me all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Idol was cool. i think danny gokey is like some gentlemen, and the oil rigger guy quite nice. next week got the cool guy eh. lol. how come i keep talking about guys. lol. the girls are brilliant too.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-7413814779979147434?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7413814779979147434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=7413814779979147434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/7413814779979147434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/7413814779979147434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/02/yes-i-completed-longest-route-at-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-650565884625394320</id><published>2009-02-17T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:05:21.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ytd was monday. went running b4 meeting up wif an old friend. yup. had a good chat ba. then went home and got all drenched. -_- lucky not sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahs. then today went to play badminton with jeremy. well fifi is missing ba cause she is aching. so can't blame her ba. then i am exhausted and went to fifi medical check up with jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;after that it was a mj session at leonard's house. lols. nvr play $$ just have fun. yeah quite exciting though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno how can i run tml. lol. need to cut my fats(apparently) my dad thinks i have a lot a lot of fats at my tummy which is so diffcicult to get rid of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-650565884625394320?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/650565884625394320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=650565884625394320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/650565884625394320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/650565884625394320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/02/ytd-was-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-6131226619972328778</id><published>2009-02-14T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:05:01.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY VALENTINE"S DAY!! to everyone out there with a heart and those who loves either their partner or someone important to them.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the early morning, went out with my family to see the new condo. it is a penthouse but is real small. i think my parents want to chase me out of the house la. lols. thinks i am an irritating pest. maybe i now have to sleep outside on the roof garden or on a bench nearby. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that went to meet fitrina and jeremy for our v's day celebration of being single! lols=) got some pretty cool pictures available in facebook.=) ate fish and co and i felt like my tummy is growing. sucks. i havent go army. and i don't want to enter wif a huge tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that went back home and played some games. amazing, i went to run. run quite far this time round and  paced well. i tried sprinting near my home but stretched my muscles. so i am not as fit as i used to be(obviously) yup so i need to work hard and prepare for army. arms still weak. realise running is all in the mind.u can make urself run more without feeling tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-6131226619972328778?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6131226619972328778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=6131226619972328778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/6131226619972328778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/6131226619972328778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day-to-everyone-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-3069852747164983688</id><published>2009-02-13T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:24:18.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. my parents have bought a new house in queenstown. like 3 mins walk to the mrt. its relatively a small house. very little facilities but yeah near mrt and shops. good for the elderly.&lt;br /&gt;and they want to offload me soon. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to my cousin's house. VERY cool. got movie room, wii, pool table and fooseball. yeah. rather big house. he has dog and a 1 yr old baby. and her birthday was celbrated with a very nice and big cake with a teddy on top of the cake. cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-3069852747164983688?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3069852747164983688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=3069852747164983688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3069852747164983688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3069852747164983688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-1213243193651161911</id><published>2009-02-12T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:48:14.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is thursday. lets talk about wednesday first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out with tmy JC class. but it turned out to be a mini outing with one guy and 3 gals. oh. crap.yups. i am that lone guy. ate something relatively expensive because it was very little. talk about dieting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went dinner with jeremy and fitrina at some korean restaurant. raining meow meow and woof woof. well, the korean food wasn't too bad. perhaps i don't like it as much as japanese food. but well it was worth the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 720 AM to find jeremy and fitrina for morning hike at Bt Timah hill. was strange lo. SINce everytime hiking was with ODAC, the change was refreshing. so we met at the FIre station at 8 am and walk to the hill. i was carrying heavier weights to train myself for army.(6++ kg only, LOL. but my bag for kinabalu trip was like 5.8 Kg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took the longer route. and they were cursing at me(exaggerated). the steps were high and unveven. but it was fun. sharing the outdoor experience with your friends.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. manage to climb in like at hour with adequate rests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i met up with my scouts frens(closer ones) and played bball. well. i can't really shoot, jsut have to use my height and physical stregth to win rebounds and score(: i was tired. so i went back to ZZZ instead of lanning with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at nite, i went jogging.(: thats all. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-1213243193651161911?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1213243193651161911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=1213243193651161911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1213243193651161911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1213243193651161911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-is-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-1105974513088656585</id><published>2009-02-09T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:04:28.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!! i ahvent update for a pretty long time. getting lazy.sucks. i shouldn't be like this..&lt;br /&gt;today is a special day, well if u don't know what day is today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;----------------------take a look at my profile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now u get it? that was slow. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for those who remembered my bday. very nice of u guys, especially those who waited at 12 midnight(: that was pretty awesome(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACKTRACKED:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Wan Qing house with ODAC.W and Coast for Yu Sheng. Well, we played mj there and lost. happily.(: haha i think i am mad.&lt;br /&gt;after that i went soccering with my sec school friends. WOW. Commando seems very cool cos they are now fit. but my friends were already fit b4 that.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today i went out with jer,fi and jy. lols. they treated me soul garden. THANKS! yeah. Soul garden food is not too bad. at least there is stil ice cream!!(: didn't ate much cos i didn't wanted to increase unnecessary weight. muscles is enuf.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 years young. left maybe 65 more years b4 i depart. WOW thats really long. i guess in the years to come i want to treasure every moment with my family, so i won't regret any mishap/ unfortunate things(touch wood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something is still  missing in my life. i wonder.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-1105974513088656585?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1105974513088656585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=1105974513088656585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1105974513088656585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1105974513088656585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-i-ahvent-update-for-pretty-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-6371890345851385522</id><published>2009-02-01T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:55:12.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after watching the australian open, i know realise how much a person has to put in before conquering the world. Congrats to Nadal winning the aussie open.Federer was really overwhelmed with emotions. Maybe he has a psychological barrier against nadal. Nadal is seriously a monster athelete. His fitness level is beyond most people and he pushes everyone including himself to the limit. Federer, the master craftsman is unable to weave his shots past the machine.. kudos to both of them. they are good. fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to exercise but not feeling greAt. need to rest at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-6371890345851385522?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6371890345851385522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=6371890345851385522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/6371890345851385522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/6371890345851385522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/02/after-watching-australian-open-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-3877948501222214470</id><published>2009-01-27T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:54:51.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first i would like to apologise to ppl who visited my blog these few days and can't enter my blog as it was privatised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came back from vietnam on 26th jan. it was an interesting experience i should say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i visited Ho Ching Minh city.&lt;br /&gt;First the amount of traffic was shocking. They have very little regard for the traffic rules and it was fun to walk around with so many bikes horning at you. Well, it can be damn pissed off at certain times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prices there aren't cheap. many of the owners/sellers marked up their prices 50% -100% higher. And if u go ben thanh market,they will give u different coloured shopping bags to certiify u whether u are a hardcore bargainer or simplly a rich sucker. LOL! i was amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met a lot of different ppl there, some living in europe and hong kong which was interesting to talk and interact with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One very interesting encouter was during the night on New Year's eve when A vietnamese boy no more than 15 years old asked us to cross the road with him because he was scared of the traffic. Seriously, you can't blame him for being scared. he was alone in the dark night with enormous traffic. the best thing was helping out. i realised such things can be very satisfying.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today we had a farewelll party for nigel(he is going to army tomorrow). Well, he was being his usual self when we met at 1230pm. more than 1 hour plus. lols. ar. nvm then he will learn when he goes into the army. hopefully. he is a nice guy and i wish him all the best in army.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-3877948501222214470?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3877948501222214470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=3877948501222214470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3877948501222214470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3877948501222214470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-i-would-like-to-apologise-to-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-6625134667304440425</id><published>2009-01-21T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:42:03.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i remembered my secondary school hired a motivational speaker to motivate us for our major exams. it was that some of us treat life as a game. We often think that we can simply press the "restart" button and hope for the better. But it is not, there are always consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-6625134667304440425?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6625134667304440425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=6625134667304440425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/6625134667304440425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/6625134667304440425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-remembered-my-secondary-school-hired.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-2384500267313234346</id><published>2009-01-15T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:40:24.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. its been pretty long since i blogged. yeah time passed so quickly and i am scheduling driving lessons. i decided not to take any of the practical lessons until the end of army as i doubt i will have the time to do so.          might be because i been training myself physically. got a tough regime i need to follow to ensure i dont pull down my mates in army!! =) gotta be fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been swimming and running. sits up and pushups and chins up are going to start soon. only doing light acitivites for these currently. and my WII is finally ready for collection. shoot. i want to play tennis and dance. it is the most effective game console to make u sweat andkeep fit. no wonder it was the best selling console last year(for japan, i think). tummy is soon to be diasppearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and results are going to be released most probably on the 1st or 2nd week of february. ah. february. my sec 4 class got a lot of babies in february=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been sleeping early and waking up early too=) train for NS!! woot. april april here i come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupps heard about your perception. rmb sometimes we can't sit waiting for opportunities. we must go out and grab them. i don't like leaving things to fate. must jia you. don't let your surroundings affect you.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttaaaaataaaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-2384500267313234346?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/2384500267313234346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=2384500267313234346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2384500267313234346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2384500267313234346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/01/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-1833716215859267868</id><published>2009-01-11T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:54:27.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nintendo Wii is uber cool. wow. i didn't realise i sweat so much when i play wii. Its very hands on. and some of the graphics are improving which means some games are on par with PS3. BUt that is reAlly, some. Most of the games are exercise games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strange thing is it made my arms more tired than training for my pull up. LOL! now my biceps are bigger. Feels a bit like nadal. but his is just enormous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to find time to squeeze everything tog. going to quite some countries before i offically go army. lol! take a break from all the stuffs. a stilll not used to such a big screen. lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-1833716215859267868?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1833716215859267868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=1833716215859267868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1833716215859267868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1833716215859267868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/01/nintendo-wii-is-uber-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-8943163195068237522</id><published>2009-01-07T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:09:12.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is a long time since i last posted my entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have been going smoothly for me. i just got a 19 inch screen monitor by dell. everything is new. and it cost $850 for the whole set. the genuine windows cd cost me $160. Add up and is around 1000++.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got my wii. waiting for my brother's games. and to buy a new controller. then woot. time to have fun.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-8943163195068237522?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8943163195068237522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=8943163195068237522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8943163195068237522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8943163195068237522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-long-time-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-314029882468300839</id><published>2008-12-26T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T21:49:50.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i would like to thank everyone who is worried or has tried to help to pull us back closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUr friendship might be threading on very thin ice now. but i believe that it will still remain strong since it takes two hands to clap. To clarify matters, i was pissed off at my last blog entry.(notice the 'at', its not 'in') it has created a furore and many people might be worried that i have lost my balls and becoming emotionally unstable which I might be a potential hazard to the society if i am not stopped immediately. BUT i am not. relax.  A blog is supposed to be an online diary. I penned down my thoughts which might caarrry negative emotions but i certainly won't react in such ways. This blog is for me to read when i am older. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me. i am old enough to know what i am doing. i seriously wont do very childish things.(:&lt;br /&gt;i know when to forgive and forget. its just that me and nigel havent spent some time together only. its not that i don't want to spend the time, i am really busy at times such that i won't reply smses when i am working.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-314029882468300839?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/314029882468300839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=314029882468300839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/314029882468300839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/314029882468300839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-would-like-to-thank-everyone-who-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-7655654981184690634</id><published>2008-12-24T01:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T21:36:05.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;good friends&lt;br /&gt;Often in life, we make friends. they come and go. but it is difficult to find a good friend. yes i do agree. but there is a limit to everything. people do stupid things and mistakes, can be easily forgiven but if u go too far. its bye bye. I don't have the energy to tell anymore especially if the same mistakes are being committed again and again. It is very frustrating. VERY. its because you want the person to change to be a better person and yet they wont learn their lesson. i am not their mother or father. i cannot hit them or whatsoever. Well, it actually tells me a lot about the character.&lt;br /&gt;I am in no position to talk about them anymore. they can go crazy and become ill-natured for all i care. its NOMB. It is my greatest regret; simply because i failed as a close friend- i have not taught you well . All my close friends, i taught them something impt in life. BUt for you, you were one of the few who tested my patience the most( and it is rare for ppl to make me pissed off more than twice). there are indeed some impt lessons i hope you can take it with you in your future endeavours. but it wont work if u don't listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to talk about it anymore. this is and will be the last. its not good for the mind and soul to bring up such hazardous memories. Good BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to control your emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i laern to appreciate my family better. they were hard on me. Very. its just that i treat it as important lessons in life when we argue. SOmetimes when i look at other families, i can't help to wonder whether what i experienced were the same as the others. Still, i am more fortunate than my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES MAN. must watch movie. damn hilarious. JIm carrey is fun. but i find something lacking. i don't know what. =) but it is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bedtime stories next. badminton later.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&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/10299352-7655654981184690634?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7655654981184690634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=7655654981184690634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/7655654981184690634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/7655654981184690634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-friends-often-in-life-we-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-1013112343194554921</id><published>2008-12-23T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T00:38:31.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went overnight cycling on sunday. it was pretty exhausting  since i gripped my hand bars too hard which now ached like mad. furthermore, i had a close shave with death. okay. Not exactly close but still. Slammed myself against the BUs stop advertisement post and got hurt. Fortunately,(thank god) i swerved to the pavement and not on the road. for all you know, you'll be praying respects to me. haha. guess i am a lucky person. Escaped with cuts. but this is the life i want. excitement treading on fine lines. i don't want a mundane life its all too boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposedly badminton. but i guessed when we r free ba. nto alwaes that free.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-1013112343194554921?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1013112343194554921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=1013112343194554921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1013112343194554921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1013112343194554921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/went-overnight-cycling-on-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-2750636437456983313</id><published>2008-12-17T15:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T15:48:42.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had chalet the previous day. ok wasn't entirely boring. but it brings back memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chalet wasn't that bad although the facilities really was quite bad. played bridge, had bbq and played lan. oh my i sucked. my friends too pro le.only managed a few kills. afterall, they are wcgs de. how can i compete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the most interesting part is i have a soccer match with some Singapore Poly ppl, they called it a challenge for our friend who is in love with another girl. well, at least our friend do have a opportunity. I guessed my opportunity is lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the memory that i would wish to re live would be the times during sec 3 and sec 4. certainly the more memorable ones and not those which were hazardous. yeah. its during the time when we were more carefree. more happy. i like it best when during rainy days in sec3 when i arrive early for school. the weather. the ambience is definitely somthing i would want again in my life. whether it could happen depends solely on the decision you make. yeah. that is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 3 and 4 was also when i enjoyed soccer with my friends in our school compound. and the night lessons. interesting. physics lessons were the best. yeah because my teacher was a good one. well, maths was interesting as everyone has to be on our toes. certainly this type of memories can only be shared within the class. the class. wonder how everyone is doing right now? i  presume all will be doing well, meeting challenges and coping with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the seeds have been sown, whether it germinates depends on the conditions. Or perhaps it has been thrown or given away to other who needs it more. BUt such seeds are not easy to gather. Let fate decide.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-2750636437456983313?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/2750636437456983313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=2750636437456983313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2750636437456983313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2750636437456983313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/had-chalet-previous-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-4667401314422170239</id><published>2008-12-14T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:49:10.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. everywhere is giving discounts. wow. bought a new singlet. 40% discount. so not too bad. yeah i must agree that adidas singlet lacked creativity. that is the reason why i bought other brands. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i borrowed some books from the library which is amazing, considered the fact that i am pretty lazy to go to anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer on saturday was not too bad. but i realised to be a complete player one needs to defend as well as attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badminton is a fun game because it requires you not only to be fit but also acutely aware of ur surroundings and to play to your strengths. My strength: well i don't have an exact strength but i do make my opponents work hard to earn their points. you'll understand if you play with me. SOMetimes you would wish that you can play against yourself to know how you fare.  certainly, this is impossible. but i wish next time there would be a technology to allow urself to pit against urself. lol. sounds so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalet soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-4667401314422170239?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4667401314422170239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=4667401314422170239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/4667401314422170239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/4667401314422170239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-2393828017937953823</id><published>2008-12-12T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:17:26.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thurs i played badminton with my 2 very good sec school friends, jeremy and fitrina. yeah. some friendship bonding games. After that westmall for lunch. and went to jem's house to watch movies. BUt i dozed off in his room. HIs house is a good place for sleeping.. They were watching evolution. well, at least i caught the butt part. lol. then his dad treated us to 4 large pizzas. too full. i only managed 6.5 slices. too much!! getting fatter lol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and very amazed that the day after badminton, my arm wasn't tired. which means is today, pardon me for misleading ppl. i guessed i didn't stretched that much or my arm strength have improved slightly. and i went to gym today for half an hour. i did light stretching because i realised my chin up is very poor now. need to exercise more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer tml. and my parents asked me to swim with jeremy. yeah. he can train me. he so zai in swimming. bb! and take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-2393828017937953823?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/2393828017937953823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=2393828017937953823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2393828017937953823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2393828017937953823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/thurs-i-played-badminton-with-my-2-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-1213745008697432152</id><published>2008-12-09T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:04:13.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>they say best friends don't need an explanation, while those who need an explanation aren't your best friends. somehow this might be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am pretty sad because people in the world can be myopic about stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;this is the time when your mind begins to ask a lot of questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is strange that in this world fufilling roles can mean a lot of diffferent things. Maybe as a son, i can either provide my parents with financial support or even better talk to them and provide a sense of comfortness in the home. A friend role is also important in ppl's life. but i guess, sometimes, friends can be quite dumb. should not talk about such stuffs.especially those that i would want to forget. wow what an unforgettable week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope jocelyn is having loads of fun in msia now. lol. afterall she is back in her hometown. jopw u catch up with shaam!(you'll know what i mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patience is an important virtue. it is impt to keep your mind thinking in the correct way when u face pressure. who says i don't face pressure. i am constantly in pressure but i know how to deal with it. i guess it is most impt to know what u want to say and what you are saying in times of intense pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise how much i have grown over the past few years. looking back at my posts at the start of my blog, i realised that if such a thing were to happened to me i would have easily spewed vulgarities. haha. this is a passive skill i guess. look at the older weijie. (=. i am made this way, i can't change. but i will certainly grow stronger.=) with lots of love i hope from my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-1213745008697432152?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1213745008697432152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=1213745008697432152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1213745008697432152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1213745008697432152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/they-say-best-friends-dont-need.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-2459732814009239432</id><published>2008-12-06T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T23:01:49.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a very tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first i woke up to participate in an adventure race organised by Zheng Hua sports coucil. it was their first race. initially i thought its okay ba. then my team mates started chiong-ing and i realised i cannot cope with it.i guess i am rather unfit or lately i have been exercising too much.&lt;br /&gt;the first activity was kayaking, the 2nd one was trail running and the last one was cycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for kayaking, i can't kayak that much. don't know why. i think i am so unfit liao. but as the race progresses, i feel i am in a better shape to run..maybe i am ineffective in the morning. but we caught up with alot of teams. haha. then to the biking part- bukit timah nature reserve to zheng hua secondary. MY territory. LOL! we rode super fast. well, tahts because i know a short cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my team mates were brilliant. ming han's fitness has reached an unprecedented level and he let us breeze past our first game station . Zheng Xiang was good in five stones- the 2nd station. Wee siong was good in encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws, our team won 1st and got $150 ADIDAS vouchers!! $37.5 for each of us. lets get together sometime and and i shall add another adidas to my collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i slept for 1 hour and went for soccer which was a major mistake because i can't run too much and  the adventure race drained my energy. so i sucked at soccer. Big time. my worst performance ever. well, i realised i am not that gung ho anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIfe impt lesson. Some decisions may not go your way. that is life. learn to take it. I just realiseed that in soccer. IN case, i am being labelled as a bully, i guess winning is not very impt especially with your friends. its okay to lose sometimes.=) i wont be like an idiot and get back at others using underhand methods. its not like me.=)   i am rational enough to do right things.(i hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah should i call mac delivery.?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-2459732814009239432?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/2459732814009239432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=2459732814009239432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2459732814009239432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2459732814009239432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-was-very-tiring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-2291768962090230999</id><published>2008-12-04T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:44:20.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>prom was over. i think the service at our hotel has room for improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws, i sat at the ODAC table(no. 48). and i sat beside a lucky guy called rong jie who won $100 singtel voucher and a mobile phone. COngrats to him. and the one 2 seats away from me was Jocelyn. COngrats to her for being the PROM queeen. she was dressed in baby pink, tailor made.&lt;br /&gt;ODac has this tradition of having prom kings and queens. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws. it was a very quiet night, i felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to find a job soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-2291768962090230999?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/2291768962090230999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=2291768962090230999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2291768962090230999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2291768962090230999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/prom-was-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-5766413641262462925</id><published>2008-12-03T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:12:18.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh. today is prom! settled some stuffs. lol. okae la. don't worry too much, you guys. everything is under controlled le. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be a long day. i think badminton will be first. then woot! hollywood glam at marriot. i think i will be going later ba. after all dinner start at 7.30 pm. no use going so early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i might post prom photos.&lt;br /&gt;lol. but that is if i look good.!! lols..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-5766413641262462925?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/5766413641262462925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=5766413641262462925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/5766413641262462925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/5766413641262462925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/12/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-298645530944471122</id><published>2008-11-29T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T21:43:53.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah. today was a spree along plaza sing that stretch. lol. now i feel guilty. $$$$$. ok. i have decided to go for the classy look. lol! hope i do fine..(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-298645530944471122?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/298645530944471122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=298645530944471122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/298645530944471122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/298645530944471122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/11/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-5056059966777097956</id><published>2008-11-27T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T01:12:58.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, I have blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the only free time i have ever since the A levels are over!! yeah!! the burden is finally off.&lt;br /&gt;some papers were easy, some were relatively difficult. I can only hope for the best.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i have been doing after my A's, well immediately i went to my East side friends house to bake cookies and then to Nigel house for mj. it turned out i played the whole morning.i went cuckoo in the late part of the game. not enough sleep. and there was the physics paper 1 on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to work in a hospital and help out my dad. Both were volunteered works. i guess these works really expose u to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUt helping out at my dad's business is erally demanding.cuts and bruises everywhere. the most obvious one is the long cut slighlty below my right wrist. You won't want to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i did clean up my room. and its really much cleaner and more organised. i feel organised!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need to exercise,  getting more plump.! not good! because i can't fit into my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about clothes, i got a blazer for $173 for prom at Topman. I saw an unbelievable blazer at $293. BUt a pity, there is no size for me:( i still need to find a shirt, a pants, a tie and shoes. SOme i guess can borrow from my brother, afterall his clothes are nice. hope he doesn't mind.(lets' pray)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like 1 am in the morning.. and i am still awake. luckily i don't need to help out at my dad's store today! going out with the PJ ppl to give my expensive advice to them. lols. Who says $$$ can't buy u good clothes. it can. but its better to buy nice clothes at a cheaper price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. i can't rmb when u will be back. but do take care. and rest well. don't think of the past. stay focused and be alert of your surroundings. its a dangerous world out there. bon voyage!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-5056059966777097956?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/5056059966777097956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=5056059966777097956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/5056059966777097956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/5056059966777097956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally-i-have-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-4841144301062432811</id><published>2008-09-16T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:40:18.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Prelims one word: sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. i think my chem is totally screwed so i am expecting like a D. or maybe an E. but i doubt i will fail. or at least i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the rest i am pretty optimistic. i hope i can score well enough to pull my chem back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. today was odac west outing. it was fun. beach volleyball. lols. i can't serve. but i think my reaction time makes up for my serve. especially when i dive. i can only dive. LoL! but i think my dive not bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-4841144301062432811?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4841144301062432811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=4841144301062432811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/4841144301062432811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/4841144301062432811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/09/prelims-one-word-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-2008667847596362679</id><published>2008-09-04T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T00:38:16.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i completed physics. an achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still i think i nvr practise maths. guess i'll do it tml.CHEM all the way liao. hope i have time to study.(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeelings are hard to decipher especially when it nvr dies. all it takes is a gentle blow for it to reignite. i mean good frenz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was rather suprised.(=. time is short. lets focus on our exams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-2008667847596362679?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/2008667847596362679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=2008667847596362679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2008667847596362679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2008667847596362679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-i-completed-physics.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-2550652807011628793</id><published>2008-09-02T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:08:39.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hai. no time left... should come online too often. lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-2550652807011628793?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/2550652807011628793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=2550652807011628793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2550652807011628793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2550652807011628793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/09/hai.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-7364229758586325594</id><published>2008-08-31T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T20:24:05.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I was young&lt;br /&gt;I never needed anyone&lt;br /&gt;And making love was just for fun&lt;br /&gt;Those days are gone&lt;br /&gt;Living alone&lt;br /&gt;I think of all the friends&lt;br /&gt;I've known&lt;br /&gt;When I dial the telephone&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to be sure...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel so insecure&lt;br /&gt;And loves so distant and obscure&lt;br /&gt;Remains the cure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna live&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young&lt;br /&gt;I never needed anyone&lt;br /&gt;Making love was just for fun&lt;br /&gt;Those days are gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna live&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna live&lt;br /&gt;By myself, by myself&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;By myself&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;OhAll by myself&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna live&lt;br /&gt;And never, never, never&lt;br /&gt;Needed anyone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-7364229758586325594?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7364229758586325594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=7364229758586325594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/7364229758586325594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/7364229758586325594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-i-was-young-i-never-needed-anyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-6582856194982056415</id><published>2008-08-29T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:54:27.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its been pretty long since i blogged. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i wanted to post my baby photos on the blog but it is too troublesome, so i decided to wait til i have more time to do so. and it will be a treat.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Report on my Prelims:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GP compo was okay. but i think i screwed up on my compre. die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Econs: oh my. don't want to talk about it. but i doubt i will fail too much. lol!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is teacher's day. Let me wish alll the teachers a happy teacher's day!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the teacher's day celebration was pretty cool=) with the cast from 12 lotus coming to my school to sing.=) celebrated with the teachers(odac).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i went to jeremy's house today. i can't stress that his house is extremely comfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i played bball and badminton on the tennis court. pretty uncomfortable with the wind conditions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I promised myself i will fufil my dream. my legacy. i don't want to lead a life that is unproductive and is a waste of my time. We exist for a purpose.My purpose is that  i want to challenge myself continuously; to be better. I don't want to be an underacheiver in life. Serve Grow Excel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ts coming. i feel it. that feeling. the unexplainable one. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;i know you are nearing. i feel it. but.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;its coming soon... i think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;and i hope so=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-6582856194982056415?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6582856194982056415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=6582856194982056415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/6582856194982056415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/6582856194982056415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-been-pretty-long-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-175749652834495081</id><published>2008-08-15T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T23:46:18.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes it is difficult to balance so much things, even if u are phelps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess. this will be cleared up on wednesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-175749652834495081?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/175749652834495081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=175749652834495081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/175749652834495081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/175749652834495081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/08/sometimes-it-is-difficult-to-balance-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-5753095061218147375</id><published>2008-08-11T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:20:27.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;actually i have alot of things to pen down. but due to time constraints, i shall cut short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The olympics have started and i have been catching most of the swimming action to see michael phelps. I bet he is on everyone's lips although we should also give credit to rising stars such as Korean 19 year old guy gold olympic medallist. BUt Phelps is ineed phenomenal. just look at him go.! woah. superb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and sunday i went to play soccer with my secondary school mates. and woah. perhaps i have been into my own world such that i have inspired victories over others. but the thing is i ran too too much. now my body is aching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i am sad. because i might miss teacher's day celebrations because of an appointment with a doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-5753095061218147375?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/5753095061218147375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=5753095061218147375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/5753095061218147375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/5753095061218147375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/08/actually-i-have-alot-of-things-to-pen.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-1820982332249470062</id><published>2008-08-10T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T00:50:25.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am bored i don't know what to do. sometimes i am lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u grow older. you will feel lonier. don't know why:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. must start studying today was unproductive.VERY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-1820982332249470062?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1820982332249470062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=1820982332249470062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1820982332249470062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1820982332249470062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/08/argh-i-am-bored-i-dont-know-what-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-6097460504885270308</id><published>2008-08-06T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:21:40.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DEstiny or CHoice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if life is simply govern by one, we will either lead a very exciting life or live in conformity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOw i have 2 ROOMS! omg. thats preetty bad depending on how you look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY notes have officially gone out of control spreading to my 2nd room! in order to contain it, i &lt;div id="labels-container"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;should have quarantine it in the smaller room. BUt my heart is itchy(xing yang yang). so i can sleep in both rooms. talk about life! lol! and i think i am running out of time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My future wife will hinge on how capable she can help to keep me organise. omg! lols. imagine 2 messy persons. i wouldn't want to think about that. it will take more than a rocket scientist to complete this equation(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LIFE...! an optimist sees the Sun behind the clouds. A pessimist sees the clouds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-6097460504885270308?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6097460504885270308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=6097460504885270308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/6097460504885270308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/6097460504885270308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/08/destiny-or-choice-if-life-is-simply.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-8638418478384082772</id><published>2008-08-04T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:03:03.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes i guess the influence of friends is too powerful; it may be positive but it may not always be positive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THe thing that i don't like is actually how friends like to talk about "unnecessary stuffs". I feel that it is okay unless a matter is brought to far. And some matters concerning me is threading on a thin line. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Being an amiable person, i don't wish to see acquantainces being disconnected from me just because of some "unnecessary stuffs". i mean its pretty sad to lose classmates just because of something which is untrue. IN my opinion, i put aside such thoughts to focus on what is more important. HOwever, it still looks bad on a person as such "unnecessary stuffs" reflects somewhat of the person's character. IF one is astute enough, he or she would be able to discern such  "unnecessary stuffs". More importantly, one must learn to draw a line between reality and and the other side of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FOnts are bigger as requested by some loyal readers. its not good to squint your eyes on a pontentially harmful object(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so. tata.! all the best for revision.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-8638418478384082772?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8638418478384082772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=8638418478384082772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8638418478384082772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8638418478384082772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/08/sometimes-i-guess-influence-of-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-239648413968561308</id><published>2008-08-02T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T23:26:52.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Girls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps one of the reasons females and males were created is because they were meant to love.&lt;br /&gt;However, we often trapped in emotions and supsicion such that love is so complicated. Long has gone the times when we can propose our love freely to another without thinking too much. NOw, we will be thinking on the consequences of a relationship and the saddening part of a failed relationship. PErhaps thats why some of us aren't willing to have a relationship because you don't reap what you sow. Even at 18, love cannot be freely expressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, it is love that allows us to express ourselves- our emotions, our actions. WIthout love, the world would't revolve anymore. IT is love that that binds relationship together and make broken glasses mend. Love in a family allows us to show our love, care and concern to our family. This allows us to express ourselves better. This is true even when we are still a toddler. A toddler smiles when someone showers him love and concern. And when he needs something he just crys. How simple a toddler can think. A troubled soul would often wish for such simplicity. IF only the world is so simple, there would not be so many problems. LOve at its simplest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you just cant bear to see how love is being misinterpreted such that it is under the guise of physical contact.Many love-love to have physical contact. it is true that physical contact is important in a relationship. HOwever, an overdosage of this will eventually kill the relationship. This is perhaps of the misconcevied notion of love that is propagated by Mass media. NOw, many have virtually access to many different kinds of information via the internet. this results in dilution of culture- different perspectives of love. A sad yet true side of reality- that everything is more intricate than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something as intangible as love is perhaps the best when it is still young and simple. A besotted woman can never hold onto the man she loves. Love might have created a whirlind of emotions inside her but love is and will  still remain as one of the best solutions to cure people with chronic diseases.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helped my brother to move his table to his new house today.&lt;br /&gt;then took an mrt back&lt;br /&gt;weekend-nth productive.):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-239648413968561308?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/239648413968561308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=239648413968561308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/239648413968561308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/239648413968561308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/08/girls.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-4316340810679597567</id><published>2008-07-29T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:22:36.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my momentum is coming to me. How long it will last. i don't know. i hope it will acrry all the way to the end of my A's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is full of clashes of ideas and opinions. People who get involved can get hurt, but the world thrives on such clashes and some of the people are spurred to do well and better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladly, i think i fall in the latter. BUT i am pretty much sitting on the thin line that divides both(maybe my tummy is over the line).&lt;br /&gt;it pretty suck if people do well at the expense of others. all the rankings have made society a highly competitive place. Grades matter much more than non-academic achievement unless you are exceptionally talented in sports. Even so u might not get into a course/job you like if your grades are low. sadly this reflects reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aim: a legacy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-4316340810679597567?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4316340810679597567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=4316340810679597567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/4316340810679597567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/4316340810679597567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-8556720856333707065</id><published>2008-07-27T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:41:10.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. i think i am running out of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims are like 1 month away and here i am-in this state. i think there are still alot of things i havent revise yet ESPECIALLY econs. i need to seriously come back and study econs all the way. and friday have chem timed practice which is something i must study otherwise incur the wrath of my chem teacher(though she is not that kind who gets angry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I sit for my Prelims, i shall know/have done:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;how to write well&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;current affairs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;don't be too tense during examinations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATHS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;FInished all PRELIM papers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TYS: especially stats(gonna kill u)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;less careless(i saw my maths midyear, and i feel like slapping myself)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHYSICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;all concepts in my mind&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;defintions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;qualitative answers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;finished tys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prelim papers done&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finished all tys and revision package&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;understand how IONIC equlibria(buffer:i suck at that) works&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;prelim papers done&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ECONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; have most of the topics at my fingertip.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Able to write well academically(hope the future remedials will help)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at this makes me worry since i set such a huge workload. shall do it. and hope i can catch up with the elites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets work hard together.! get our A's(my class, ODAC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i do hope i can complete my revision: its only a month left:( help!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-8556720856333707065?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8556720856333707065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=8556720856333707065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8556720856333707065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8556720856333707065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/07/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-3123320765734283136</id><published>2008-07-20T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:06:16.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been so long since i blogged. my blog has been dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many things happened in the last few weeks. some of them happy and some of them sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess jc life is not as stressful as it seems. it just depends on how much you want in life. for those who wants to achieve many things or has great aspirations, JC life is stressful. But for those who are tired of the "mugging" life of jc, they aren't really stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, i think my life is somewhat stressful becuase of the endless competition in JC. Many of the students desire good grades and they work hard for it. But i don't seem to work hard enough. And my grades are fluctuating between the worst case scenario and average grades. Eww. What happens if i don't score well? Well, i will be eliminated by the society. this is the truth. Grades get you a better job, and usually more salary. Of course there are the exceptionals, where you don't need grades to earn loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to live a life; a comfortable life with my family. therefore i need to work hard enough to support them. (omg, i can't believe i am thinking about such things). This calls for good grades. having good grades presents us more opportunities in life( in aspects like friendship, relations, business, social) BUt do grades truly matter? perhaps in a society like singapore, it does. but do grades make us a better person in life. maybe. It is imperative to suggest that grades is the essence of an educated man. or maybe the only thing the employer can judge you be is your grades. ah, life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philantrophist seems like a dream too far. shall wonder what i do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, Ms Maggie Q. i will work hard for econs. embrace the subject. although i am embracing now. econs u are mine to pawn!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-3123320765734283136?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3123320765734283136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=3123320765734283136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3123320765734283136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3123320765734283136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-been-so-long-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-3675720732639575658</id><published>2008-07-07T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:01:14.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MId years i am pretty disappointed. so lets not talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am bored. i don't know why. ah. sians. i want to talk to someone. but i don't know who to talk to. lols. maybe i am such an introvert that no one wants to talk to me=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: lols nvm i shall be positive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-3675720732639575658?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3675720732639575658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=3675720732639575658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3675720732639575658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3675720732639575658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/07/mid-years-i-am-pretty-disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-267169512077042090</id><published>2008-07-02T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T20:44:19.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>different types of people in life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i am pretty disappointed today. i think people today loves to stereotype and assume things. i didn't want to say any more because it usually leads to a quarrel of some sort. i doubt it is worth that trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons to learn in life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Think before what you say. sometimes we guys really need to think of the consequences&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Perhaps stereotyping isn't the best method to resolve things&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we shall all think maturely&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;and to those who think that i am those that will blast out anything out of my mouth, i really think that u should try to know me better(: i am extremely sorry to disappoint those who have stereotyped me as such.(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am not a 3 year old kid running around and shouting things, and neither am i those who disclose confidential matters to those who are not supposed to know. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IN CONCLUSION, perhaps some of our ASTUTE jugdement is not really astute at all. perhaps our judgement is shrouded and thus is biased against several matters. And as such, that is why some of us aren't as close as we are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes i am pretty disappointed at what friends can do because i trust. and sometimes they disappoint. ON a lighter side of the note, i am fortunate we lead different lives.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i guess the EAST-WEST theory might be true.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i shall be back to myself again.(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-267169512077042090?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/267169512077042090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=267169512077042090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/267169512077042090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/267169512077042090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/07/different-types-of-people-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-168013594636302764</id><published>2008-06-29T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T23:32:08.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the best thing in life; is that u can control your own fate.&lt;br /&gt;What some people deemed as impossible can actually be done.&lt;br /&gt;thats really the most exciting part(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is even more exciting is when u make mistakes. Yes you will feel on the verge of breaking apart, but at least you know that you' wont do it again and learn your mistakes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, there are always different types of people; from those who really gets on your nerves and to those who are exceptionally sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some might think u are pampered and quite a lucky person. But they won't know the fact that what u have been through is much more than them so that you look life in a very different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adversity quotient. Some of you guys might not heard it before(even if your standard of english is very good, it exists). but it measures your ability to bounce back from failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky for me i was born into a family which often quarrels alot but settle things very maturely.&lt;br /&gt;this has brought me up to what i am today. someone who has strong values. but sometimes it is very disappointing to see people with different sort of values. But this is life. all kinds of people exist. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEre is something i found on the NET:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we have higher buildings and wider highways, but shorter temperments and narrower points of view.We spend more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses, but smaller families. We have more compromises, but less time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have more knowledge, but less judgement. We have more medicines, but less health.We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk much, we love only a little, and we hate too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the moon and came back, but we find it troublesome to cross our own street and meet our neighbors. We have conquered the outer space, but not our inner space.We have higher income, but less morals…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are times with more liberty, but less joy… With much more food, but less nutrition…These are days in which two salaries come home, but divorces increase. These are times of finer houses, but more broken homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s why I propose that as of today -- You do not keep anything for a special occasion, because every day that you live is a special occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search for knowledge, read more, sit on your front porch and admire the view without paying attention to the needs. Pass more time with your family, eat your favorite food, visit the place you love. Life is a chain of moments of enjoyment; it isn’t only survival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use your crystal goblets. Do not save your best perfume… use it every time you feel you want it. Take out from your vocabulary phrases like, “one of these days” and “someday”. Let’s write that letter we thought of writing “one of these days…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s tell our families and friends how much we love them. Never pass up a chance at adding laughter and joy to your life. Every day, hour, and minute are special… Because you never know if it will be your last…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re too busy to take some minutes to share this message with someone you love, and you tell yourself that you will share it “one of these days”… “one of these days” can be very far away, and you may not be there to see it…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-168013594636302764?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/168013594636302764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=168013594636302764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/168013594636302764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/168013594636302764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/06/best-thing-in-life-is-that-u-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-1701392501084086099</id><published>2008-06-29T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T01:12:30.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i was sick. and i missed the tennis game. awsn't feeling well in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i felt better in the evenning when i went for the BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and FIFI. i blew away all the rain clouds. i think i should become a weatherman. seriously, good at predicting weather. maybe its intuition. or simply luck(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am hungry. not enough food. argh but lets think for others ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want to thank the big man up there(literally) and the big man up there knows why.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna cook food to satisfy my hunger liao.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-1701392501084086099?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1701392501084086099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=1701392501084086099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1701392501084086099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1701392501084086099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-i-was-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-3321386935696682031</id><published>2008-06-28T01:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T01:31:35.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today has been a pretty long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started out with maths(stats) and i think i done pretty badly.&lt;br /&gt;after that i played soccer for 3 hours and i am now burnt.=( my throat hurts.&lt;br /&gt;My maths teacher cast me a furtive glance; seemingly like i have disappointed him. (dead) No more A's for me. hais.&lt;br /&gt;and after that i went home hoping to sleep. which i not sure i have fallen asleep.&lt;br /&gt;then i went to find the west guys to watch kungfu panda. pretty entertaining but sometimes u just feel that it is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Now is 125AM and 7 hours later i will be playing tennis. my god. how my life revolves around sports. and after that is swimming then to my class BBQ. what a fun packed day. and i am not feeling weell. Lols. guess sunday will be my REST DAY.  those who wan2 jio me out on sunday(like play mahjong or whatever), ps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i do think i have a pair of lucky hands. how lucky it will be can only be determine by what is in the future. forget about the past, look into the future and treasure today's gift for what is today is our present. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i can't eat BBQ FOOD again.( i didn't eat much for odac's and tml oso)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today RJ and me had a talk with our CCA teacher. He asked me to teach him ow not to be sad. Cause he says he nvr see me sad b4. andeverytimehelooksatme,hesayshefeelhappy. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-3321386935696682031?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3321386935696682031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=3321386935696682031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3321386935696682031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3321386935696682031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-has-been-pretty-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-3939525122541299541</id><published>2008-06-25T20:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T20:11:27.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lols. today is WEDNESDAY. and 2 more days to end of the exams . so far so good(or that is what i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAths: forgot to do some questions or i think i didn't have enough time&lt;br /&gt;ECONS: haha. lets say it pretty sucked.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: i felt it was okae. but i not sure though. might have careless mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml: physics(weird i havent finished revision but i am not panicking)&lt;br /&gt;friday maths stats paper: i havent read yet. uh-oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno whether i will achieve my targets though. hope so!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-3939525122541299541?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3939525122541299541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=3939525122541299541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3939525122541299541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3939525122541299541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/06/lols.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-8820077880032509182</id><published>2008-06-23T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T16:32:23.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. today maths.  cannot say good or not good. i think it was pretty disappointing ba. i never managed to finish. and I BANKED on paper 1 and not on PAPER2. ARGH! the most pissed off thing is maclaurin's. DAMN i skipped the whole question should have use the part i ans to answer the rest of the questions. 8 marks. WTH. i couldn't finish vectors. and i think my summation is wrong too( the converging)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the rest.. it was okae. pray i dont have careless mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TML is ECONS. i am G_G. lols. studying physics now. LOLS. i am really intent on my Econs to be h1. LOL. yeah. physics more impt. AN A IS IMPT! i can't lose maths. if i don't get an A for maths, i can't get any A's. its suppose to be my strongest subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Target for MId years: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;maths:  A&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Physics: A&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CHem: high B, best to get an A&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;econs: D or E&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GP: C&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;lets pray! =) good luck for exams and tata!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-8820077880032509182?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8820077880032509182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=8820077880032509182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8820077880032509182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8820077880032509182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/06/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-421213792371540773</id><published>2008-06-21T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T00:48:37.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>left 2 days of revision time let me see what i have not completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths: stats( this one memorise can le)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ECONS: everything- i am going to spot for topics though. and it is case study. although it is impt but still the most one question's mark is 7 marks. WHAT SAY YOU!.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHYSICS: left with WAVES , oscilllations and super position&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: &lt; half of organic chem(thats all omg) before i sleep i will read some more lo. at least rmb all the equations.and PERIODIC TABLE. damn. lols. but lucky is mcq.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-421213792371540773?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/421213792371540773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=421213792371540773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/421213792371540773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/421213792371540773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/06/left-2-days-of-revision-time-let-me-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-4414402861766144715</id><published>2008-06-17T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T00:11:45.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh. damn. i am damn bored. doodling with my revision at snail's pace. i am supposed to finished physical chem by todae. yet i am really not prioritising. maybe i should just shut my brain off the distractions. tml is definitely physics. yeah. can't postpone.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: wish me luck in adventure race with the J1s.(me, zheng xiang,yanying and weesiong). i think zheng xiang and wee siong i think look alike. lol. hope i don't disappoint them. this is my last race as j2 i think. hopes of a medal!=) but participation is good enough. the j1s still remember me is good enough! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-4414402861766144715?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4414402861766144715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=4414402861766144715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/4414402861766144715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/4414402861766144715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/06/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-8220890706360917817</id><published>2008-06-15T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T20:06:33.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today soccer. was pretty exciting. first time me and mervin played in different teams. lols.&lt;br /&gt;the start wasn't exactly that great. we were losing 5-1 at a point before i decided to really step up my effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played first to 7 goals. and in the end we won 7-5. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to mug hard le.. (: cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-8220890706360917817?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8220890706360917817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=8220890706360917817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8220890706360917817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8220890706360917817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-soccer.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-8218306784765646092</id><published>2008-06-14T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T21:49:38.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm. SOmetimes its pretty sad to see your only sibling go on to live in a house of his/her own. Becuase ur life will certainly get duller. OH NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the fact that me and my brotehr often argued with each other and it usually leads to both our parents being involved. Also playing wrestling with each other from young. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;he taught me a lot of things and i learnt it well(i hope). i am sure he will go on to have a fantastic life now that he won't come back here anymore(not that he died or what touchwood!!). Yup. a bit sad le to see him go. lols. i guessed my life is again moving very rapidly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. time to focus on the next challenge- the A's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-8218306784765646092?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8218306784765646092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=8218306784765646092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8218306784765646092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8218306784765646092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/06/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-3449721573579452158</id><published>2008-06-13T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T02:06:39.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess i shouldn't be that angry ba over soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws. i think i my list of what my girl will be should add one more criteria.(no loud loud gals, seriously i don't know how to explain, but usually if u are loud and vulgarities often spewed out from ur mouth, you are ain't my type)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peaceful,TLC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-3449721573579452158?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3449721573579452158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=3449721573579452158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3449721573579452158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3449721573579452158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-guess-i-shouldnt-be-that-angry-ba.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-8724939629922853826</id><published>2008-06-12T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T23:49:51.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went bbq today and it was okae la. not too bad. didn't eat too much too because of stomache and sorethroat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the soccer game sucks. the opponents practically didn't have respect for us la. and all they talk is about fighting.(its so %^#&amp;amp;^%#&amp;amp;) and the thing i pissed off the most is the goal(a legitimate one) was cancelled. LOL! i think they have the brains of the chicken i saw in discovery channel. i still ask them whether is it okae to start. LOL! i guessed they never see henry score a quick freekick before? ( plus furthermore i did ask them) what a bunch of $#$%#&amp;amp;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did missed a very good chance that came from shaam.(kudos to him) AND my goal was a stunner from half way line.damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they can ram our side and we can't( because we have to apologise to them) WHAT THE HELL!(they also hit the girls from our side ma)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I OFFICALLY DECLARE MYSELF NOT TO PLAY SOCCER WITH PEOPLE THAT HAVE ATTITUDE PROBLEM!(just because they can't stand to lose)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think our team not bad le. first time playing and yet still can gel! good job guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) and =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-8724939629922853826?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8724939629922853826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=8724939629922853826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8724939629922853826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8724939629922853826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/06/went-bbq-today-and-it-was-okae-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-6467937880187631239</id><published>2008-06-10T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T21:30:46.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am back! i guesssed i missed quite alot(soccer, chalet, mugging)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but overall it was somewhat enjoyable. Genting highlands is boring! i coudn't enter the casino! sucks but i won prizes in the arcade. yeah 2 mugs. (pretty nicee but i dunno who to give)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited my brother at One World. nice hotel(5 stars) but the pictureas are in my phone. lazy to upload. sians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-6467937880187631239?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6467937880187631239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=6467937880187631239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/6467937880187631239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/6467937880187631239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-back-i-guesssed-i-missed-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-2889165400562638204</id><published>2008-06-06T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T18:44:18.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>going off to msia tml. might be coming back on monday or tues. hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to those that want to contact me(or say really miss me(: ) contact via email? msn? or perhaps thruogh heart. i don't think my phone has auto roaming. but we'll seee once i get there. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-2889165400562638204?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/2889165400562638204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=2889165400562638204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2889165400562638204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2889165400562638204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/06/going-off-to-msia-tml.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-3438301883948787433</id><published>2008-06-05T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T01:17:16.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am bored to the max. i guess one of the reasons is my whole family is abroad and i have to be independent. cooking my own fried rice meal and other meals. NOW i realised how much i missed my mum's home cooked food. they'll be back tml. thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course the hols are meant for muggging and i think i improved my capacity to study by doing little by little over the days hopefully by end of the week i can study lots at one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying at home makes me wonder what am i missing in my life. it is when u really think about such stuffs when u are bored but u dunno what is it and it really is excruciatingly painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do i have a perfect life?--nah. just how you look at life determines the satisfaction in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i miss. i think is the lack of sports. lack of family. lack of friends. lack of???&lt;br /&gt;Its strange how people don't treasure what they have and once the things leave them, they feel lost, only to understand they should have treasured the past.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what i miss, but maybe if something came into my life and it left, i know what i miss. In a nutshell, i don't have a particularly strong feeling for something yet, something i don't understand why. have i lost my touch? angels, send me a signal(a strong one) for me to confirm my feelings. tks! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-3438301883948787433?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3438301883948787433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=3438301883948787433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3438301883948787433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3438301883948787433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-bored-to-max.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-6451547060377571626</id><published>2008-06-01T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T21:52:12.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i am very pleased to say the mervin-weijie partnership has advanced to the next level. its pretty entertaining. slick passes, beautiful one-twos and of course the goals.we  combined to score 80-90% of the goals and maybe 100% assists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the best thing is to receive the Awes and praises from fellow team mates like jing han etc.thought he was a cold guy, guess i changed my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i passed the balls well but i miss some of the easier chances. eww. sad. but overall today was a fantastic performance; winning all the matches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVENT MUG YET.damn. went to jeremy's house and played CS and watched Harry potter.oh my gAWD!! tml will be a fun mugging session i hope. lols. of course got nigel ma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-6451547060377571626?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6451547060377571626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=6451547060377571626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/6451547060377571626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/6451547060377571626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-i-am-very-pleased-to-say-mervin.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-5704607969312392820</id><published>2008-05-29T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T19:29:35.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PISSED or PLEASED?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depends on how i look at the situation.&lt;br /&gt;being optimistic, some of us have admitted mistakes that they have committed.&lt;br /&gt;But some of us will still commit the same mistake. this really sucks.ESpecially .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got no comments except&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white choclate dream is nice. ty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-5704607969312392820?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/5704607969312392820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=5704607969312392820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/5704607969312392820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/5704607969312392820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/05/pissed-or-pleased-depends-on-how-i-look.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-792657887622076996</id><published>2008-05-28T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T23:14:49.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is my 350th post ever since i started blogging.. lols. its like so long and yet so little posts. guess it is an achievement for a guy like me. doesn't blog much but still keep my blog intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i donno why i feel something missing from me. but i don't know what it is. it is like a missing jigsaw puzzle in my life, something which i can't comprehend. it is like a achievement of some sort. but i don't know what. i know if i don't do it, my life is never complete.i guess is the philantrophist spirit. ah sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today during dinner, we were talking about guys getting a gf before NS. One of us was saying that he would try to get a gf before NS but i don't know. such a thing is like something natural? u know it once u see it, its pretty difficult to tell who you'll like. and MY problem is that i won't go for girls that aren't long term r/s. if i were to find one, that will be my last. i ain't going to have a gf that is fickle-minded who changes who she likes often. "once bitten twice shy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To like someone is so difficult, but once u like someone, it is even more difficult to forget. infatuation is short but love is something long lasting. Beauty can capture my attention, but it is the character that captures my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST to clarify some matters. i haven't set my eyes on anyone yet.&lt;br /&gt;my heart ain't confuse. is just that THE ONE hasn't arrived yet. maybe i know her, maybe i dont but i know i still don't have the particularly strong feelings for anyone yet.(btw, i am not gay(: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: mug hard A's are here. and good luck for the odacians going to rinjani. all the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-792657887622076996?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/792657887622076996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=792657887622076996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/792657887622076996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/792657887622076996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-is-my-350th-post-ever-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-8645966943592096153</id><published>2008-05-25T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T21:48:00.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was suppose to be a fun affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer with mervin's brother friends. we totally owned. Ky,mervin,his bro,his bro's friend and me.i got nice assists. and a pretty goal(i always score thru nutmeg, dunno is luck or wad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT the whole affair was messy after pushing and much quarrelling. i don't know wghat to do though. i am pretty much a spectator. It was quick i guess, and in the end i wasn't satisfied with the amount of time i played.hais.&lt;br /&gt;btw do i look like homer simpson? mervin's bro thought i look like one. and he asked if whether people got say i look like him. LOL!!!!LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today go nigel house. i guess i have ALOT of luck. is there some affinity between my hand and luck.? if so, then the one who can fill the gaps in between my fingers will be the luckiest.&lt;br /&gt;because i helped huimin to recoup her losses and win back.for that round. sometimes i just can't help but to admire myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-8645966943592096153?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8645966943592096153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=8645966943592096153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8645966943592096153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8645966943592096153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-was-suppose-to-be-fun-affair.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-1684582801960143736</id><published>2008-05-24T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T00:04:33.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>havent blog in a week, thats really going to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of things happened though. i shall cut the story short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mugged for econs and the paper on friday was not of the finest affair; i didn't have time to write my conclusion which means i lost my evaluation  mark! (its supposed to be the easiest) the only thing i can hope is that i can score for my Q1 though but not entirely confident maybe because it is econs. i guess my econs is slowly improving, thanks to MS MAGGIE Q. (nice name, like an actress?). twsit my fingers and hope for the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP was on thursday. i guess i did not so well becuase i felt that i have misinterpreted the QN. i put too many marco level points and i guess i lost track of what i wrote and this accouonts to my poorly written script. Mr MOHAN is so gonna kill me especially when he wants me to improve. Damn me.=). but  what has passed is the past, so no use thinking about it but to work harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya this holidays is sure gonna be a mugging holiday.&lt;br /&gt;class outing at orchard?&lt;br /&gt;odac outing at je?&lt;br /&gt;good luck dinner next next mon?&lt;br /&gt;Ns medical check up?&lt;br /&gt;teaching sessions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the way to the finishing line.&lt;br /&gt;one hurdle at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-1684582801960143736?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1684582801960143736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=1684582801960143736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1684582801960143736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1684582801960143736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/05/havent-blog-in-week-thats-really-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-33368483757155135</id><published>2008-05-17T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T21:53:30.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ytd went out with russ,marc,jx, and wh for dinner. lols. was pretty fun eyhs. "guys" talk. what happened in the conversation shall be kept as a secret then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the strangest thing that happened to me today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was heading to my brother's new home when a man in his forties approached me. he was on a wheelchair and asked me for his help. Of course i obliged. He was very friendly and amicable. he talked alot to me and he taught me how to safely push him across the platform from the mrt and vice versa. i did pretty badly when i pushed him back to the platform-the front wheels got stuck in the gap. to his amazement, he also stopped at tiong bahru(my destination too). he talked about good karma being reciprocated usually i don't receive back. at least i did a good deed today. Its strange though that i encounter these people in life. it is not my first time. maybe, it is a sign. i felt extremely weird because instead of exiting MRT door A, i exited door B at raffles place. then i stood waiting for the MRT when the handicapped guy arrived. haha i really can't explain the strange phenomenon but i guess i meant to be at the right place at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother's place is nice. pretty creative house i love his tap. DAMN cool. instead of those normal tap, his tap is of similar resemblance of those in CK tangs hotel restrooms. maybe i can draw it out on paper.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during dinner, my bro talk about reading palms. and he told us if your ring finger is longer than ur index finger, you are suppose to be talented in sports. after looking at my fingers, i smiled to myself. i think my sports skills aren't pretty bad eyhs. i look at floorball, soccer, tennis, volleyball(the recent games i just played).. really i should have joined a sports cca in secondary school. But a pity my secondary school has no niche sports cca. i prefer team sports. individual?---chess maybe. i was once a national player. but that was pretty long ago, lost my skills. Uniform groups and ODAC are more disciplined and i guess the lessons i learn from there will ultimately benefit for time to come.  though i wish to learn music so i can soothe an angry man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of possiblities and choices. We choose our own path. We can only think of what would happen if we took another path, but we should learn to enjoy our decisions and bear the pain that comes with it. That is what life is about. I don't regret any decisions yet. But alll i know if i don't study well, i will certainly regret it. My hope of becoming a philantrophist will be dashed. (today's guest of honour talked about legacy, and wonder am i on the right path). often i want to have a legacy for life like Nobel prize? haha i don't know, i 'll just try my best and see where i land. the important thing is to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let me Win. But if i cannot win, let me brave in the attempt."~ special olympics oath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-33368483757155135?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/33368483757155135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=33368483757155135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/33368483757155135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/33368483757155135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/05/ytd-went-out-with-russmarcjx-and-wh-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-3713395479307900682</id><published>2008-05-11T17:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T17:52:14.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haaahaa.. i ran too much on friday and my legs hurt the following day.&lt;br /&gt;ran 4.5 rounds on the track and also played soccer with the teachers. pretty cool eyhs the AJ teachers. i came when the score was 3-1 to my team. then they scored to make the score 3-2. but the keeper, lionel, the councillor, passed the ball which i intercepted. then like the wind, i charge towards him. Russell was running behind me. Before they clash against each other, i slipped the ball in between them and into the post( minature goal post). What a wonderful goal=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, knowing that i have not recovered from the strain on my legs i went to play(FINALLY) with my sec school friends. MErvin who just recovered from a broken leg was there too. He and me formed the best partnership of the day. the 1-2s which totally misled all the opponents. and i assisted many and scored some goals. but u must always remember to mark me because one i reach the half way line, there will be a good chance i score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last goal of the day, before me mervin and kengyang went off, mervin and i played some slick passing before i slot the goal in. BUt that came with a price. I couldn't stop myself in time. and WHAM i hit the metal railings and crashed on my kness. sucks. the abrasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUt thing to note is their gameplay has improved alot. especially Zi Hao, kengyang and kokwei. lols. but the most improvement was ZH and KY. they gave me a run for their money.  but i was satisfied with my performance too. Influential=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many things happened from the last time i blog. but i can't remember what i was suppose to blog. shoot. i think i am improving alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i know we havent met yet but when we do, it will be me-the best of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i guess i need to go through trials and tribulations before i reach u? haha. sounds love sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)  to whoever is out there, wait for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-3713395479307900682?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3713395479307900682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=3713395479307900682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3713395479307900682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3713395479307900682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/05/haaahaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-3473400328038327303</id><published>2008-05-01T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T18:04:36.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yikes dunno why i been sleeping alot lately. maybe i am just tired. hais. but i do need the strength..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i am not fast enough yet. i havent develop my top speed. so must train..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tks for ur concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-3473400328038327303?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3473400328038327303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=3473400328038327303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3473400328038327303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3473400328038327303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/05/yikes-dunno-why-i-been-sleeping-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-6992678584208565759</id><published>2008-04-29T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T22:40:25.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my muscles are aching from skipping but i have to keep jumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Maybe the past is like an anchor holding us back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Maybe, you have to let go of who you wereto become who you will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i can finally Face the truth, i will disclose it to the most impt person in my life, then my good friends. but for now. LEt me bear the Immense wieght of the Truth first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will do can do sure to achieve. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-6992678584208565759?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/6992678584208565759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=6992678584208565759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/6992678584208565759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/6992678584208565759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-muscles-are-aching-from-skipping-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-2165595120270195278</id><published>2008-04-26T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T19:02:17.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wa! UZAp rocks to the max.  i used it while i was doing my work! lols. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-2165595120270195278?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/2165595120270195278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=2165595120270195278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2165595120270195278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2165595120270195278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/04/wa-uzap-rocks-to-max.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-7715234379625557440</id><published>2008-04-24T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T19:50:54.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If material wealth is so impt, then call me a retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would seem perfectly all right to believe what you think is right. BUt what people think are usually skin deep and lack depth. THis is a generalisation and often people generalise. That is a pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the pain and look forward to a brighter future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth hurts but it is the reality. Let us be spurred on by the truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-7715234379625557440?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7715234379625557440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=7715234379625557440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/7715234379625557440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/7715234379625557440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-material-wealth-is-so-impt-then-call.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-8702298333411115223</id><published>2008-04-22T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T19:00:08.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was an emotional affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't have been here- existed and blogging, still alive talking to anyone- if not for my parents. They are the greatest and i know how hard it is for them to bring me up and provide me with the things i need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People often say crying is for weak people but sometimes one needs to be strong enough to release the emotions held inside them. One such release of emotions would be crying. How then can people say they are weak? IT takes a whole lot of courage just to do that especially if you are a man. People laugh when they see a man crying but they don't know that deep down how much pain and emotional hurt he has endured. I am strong but i can't deny that i am weak either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most fortunate guy in the universe would be me, merely just by existing in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't do dumb things and disappoint them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-8702298333411115223?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8702298333411115223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=8702298333411115223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8702298333411115223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8702298333411115223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-was-emotional-affair.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-2795674117280805673</id><published>2008-04-21T19:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T19:22:48.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol.. dunno why i feel a sudden happiness and sadness. hahaa.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder what is that feeling? so strange.. maybe i should grow thinner.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-2795674117280805673?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/2795674117280805673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=2795674117280805673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2795674117280805673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2795674117280805673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/04/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-5513404806044292916</id><published>2008-04-16T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T21:20:44.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today AJ tennis was extremely disappointed. but the AJ girls team won RJ 1-0. of course we need to congratulate them on their fine performance. i still don't know the AJ guys team though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think AJ tennis can still qualify but they need to work even harder. jia yous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot comprehend my feelings. i don't understand why. guess i 'll have to smile more.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-5513404806044292916?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/5513404806044292916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=5513404806044292916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/5513404806044292916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/5513404806044292916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-aj-tennis-was-extremely.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-2042487879111895072</id><published>2008-04-13T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:47:39.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i lost my smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can someone help me find it? or find it together with me=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-2042487879111895072?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/2042487879111895072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=2042487879111895072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2042487879111895072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2042487879111895072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-lost-my-smile-can-someone-help-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-4003108897150885797</id><published>2008-04-08T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T21:14:50.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wonder when people tell u next time..will there really be one?-- i hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess everyone is changing le ba.. who cares about the old times spent together?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-4003108897150885797?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4003108897150885797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=4003108897150885797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/4003108897150885797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/4003108897150885797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-wonder-when-people-tell-u-next-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-3371809721432222265</id><published>2008-04-08T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T11:04:36.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Loh Weijie Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.&lt;br /&gt;You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.&lt;br /&gt;Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.&lt;br /&gt;Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very charming... dangerously so. You have the potential to break a lot of hearts.&lt;br /&gt;You know how what you want, how to get it, and that you will get it.&lt;br /&gt;You have the power to rule the world. Let's hope you're a benevolent dictator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are fair, honest, and logical. You are a natural leader, and people respect you.&lt;br /&gt;You never give up, and you will succeed... even if it takes you a hundred tries.&lt;br /&gt;You are rational enough to see every part of a problem. You are great at giving other people advice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. ytd was a very sad day. i didn't manage to clock in my fastest timing for 400m. and this time.. we didn't get top 3.. although we were very fast. we clock in less than 4:18.. but still it was not enuf.. because the top team is 4:08.. 10 seconds is just too much for me to take.=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-3371809721432222265?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3371809721432222265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;=( first. i have ben training for my 400m run intensively for the past week, thus causing my feet to ache. i think i also haven't been wearing the correct shoes such that it causes my feet to slide in the shoes. blisters. bruised toes. but its for tml 4x400 race. so i need to rest my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) my tennis skills are improving. although my serve isn't that well. my forehand has produced some wicked shots. my slice is also not that bad. but i still prefer to use my back hand. i guess i need to change my tactics. should position myself in a forehand position because my success rate for forehand is higher. but if my backhand can get pass the net, it is usually unsavable. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-3201803072892112881?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3201803072892112881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=3201803072892112881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3201803072892112881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3201803072892112881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/04/and-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-4048210137328118432</id><published>2008-04-03T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T19:25:55.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i am very satisfied wif myself. i went and do SDL Physical Training with CHOng SHUo, my classmate. and i practise my 400 M .. which i only ran 300++M for 57 seconds. good job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i contemplating whether i should control my speed or just unleash everything.. hmm.. controlling speed is good but it requires thinking work and have to assume alot of things. its pretty cool la.. but to unleash everything is rather dumb. cos i might not have enuf energy to sprint the last 100m. and i want to either catch up or protect my lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to ttrain tml.. maybe during odac session.. i want to get the fastest timing!!&lt;br /&gt;i want to clinch the gold. 4 x400 inter pdg relay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year my team lost all because of me. this year i am much more experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nigel will help to pace me tml.. i think it will be a fruitful one. i am counting on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT TIRED!! pyscho my self.tml i will try.. but now my temperature is running high again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-4048210137328118432?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4048210137328118432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=4048210137328118432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/4048210137328118432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/4048210137328118432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-i-am-very-satisfied-wif-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-1151567651930023485</id><published>2008-03-29T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T20:58:03.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this event, my team was like so far infront and YET not even a top 5 finish. WTH? my J1s are disappointed to the MAX la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course the point system is seriously flawed. and we do the checkpoints like quite completed and yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the most maddening thing is not that. it is cos of the dumb ppl. WTH la. wanted to slap the shit out of them. HOw can 17-18yrs old be so immatured? wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time we organise events, pleaase choose those that are of comparable standards. otherwise we will be just wasting our time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-1151567651930023485?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1151567651930023485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=1151567651930023485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1151567651930023485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1151567651930023485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/03/sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-5088629052855526289</id><published>2008-03-28T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T23:24:49.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am tired from all my phsyical training especially today when it is sweltering hot. The Sun hung above the clouds like a menace trying to bully us into submission. Fear not because we are determined. LOL- i am just trying to crap around. Let fifi correct any of my mistakes. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be the 8th week(or around there) that i have missed soccer with my soccer mates. This feeling totally sucks. Soccer sessions are supposed to be a team bonding activity and yet i cannnot attend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i went home early. i need to rest my body. i think by the end of j2 my abs will be formed, i hope that will be true though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-5088629052855526289?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/5088629052855526289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=5088629052855526289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/5088629052855526289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/5088629052855526289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-tired-from-all-my-phsyical.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-8557578401575325200</id><published>2008-03-27T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T20:01:05.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am under no obligation to do what my brother ask me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a serious note, we should really define responsibility. When responsibility is entrusted to someone, they are suppose to be responsible of the things that are in charge of. FOr example, if someone who can't even use 2 minutes of his time to book a tennis court, i don't really see why he is a leader or worse, a graduate from OCS. When one person wants to do something, it is his responsibility that he gets it done and not ask others to help especially when he can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is ridiculous. Sometimes people just want to make your life difficult.=) BUt i am sorry, sometimes there are people who want to do more useful things in life than to entertain these type of people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-8557578401575325200?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8557578401575325200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=8557578401575325200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8557578401575325200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8557578401575325200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-under-no-obligation-to-do-what-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-3501705293400103564</id><published>2008-03-26T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T23:03:56.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todae was ODAC session. it was pretty fun to know the J1s.. yeahs.. some have creativity while others did not.  PT was disappointing. it RAINED!! wth.. although i am tired from ytd's PE.. but still.. the j1s are pretty good le.. most of them that is.. the minority does needs to work harder. yeah.. try ur best ma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am going PT mad. i have been doing situps (discrete amount) for the past few weeks because i wanted to train my ABS. it turns out that i am training my tummy to be big but solid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there is the constant pressure to do well so that next time my future and my KID's future is bright. Pressure is priveleged. okae i think pretty far. but still i want my parents to enjoy retirement and return what they have made me into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there is the AJYJ thing on saturday. my dental appointment is postponed to some saturday in april. SO i am going with Allister, Russell and 2 other Yj odacians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am motivated to do well for A's..i wan2 be the one choosing the courses i want and not the let courses choose whether they should let me in. cos that feeling totally sucks. so one should work hard for their goals in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;til then i will know whether who i'll meet in life. LIFE is just so exciting. i wan the excitement in life i wan2 know how far i can go, pushing myself to my own limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course i have my ups and downs. and i should work harder when i am experiencing my downs.&lt;br /&gt;life is not perfect. i ain't no saint. i just want to be a better me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-3501705293400103564?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/3501705293400103564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=3501705293400103564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3501705293400103564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/3501705293400103564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/03/todae-was-odac-session.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-531312735435366914</id><published>2008-03-25T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T21:45:24.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. i think i am pretty disappointed in chem. i still havent reach full gear for chem yet. and its already march. so i need to work hard because i aim an A for CHEM. chem is fun. but still i need to find back that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for physics test todae, i am pretty satisfied. yeahs. i hope to get an A. must be confident. optimism-something i lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napfa next week. lols. i will pass. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad i have dental appointment on this coming saturday. and I will most probably miss the AJYJ event. sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And AJ results are extremely good for A levels. haha. aiming to have at least 4 distinctions. then i will be pretty safe. at least 70 points. with another 2 more subjects to add to the 70 pts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-531312735435366914?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/531312735435366914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=531312735435366914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/531312735435366914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/531312735435366914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/03/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-7753077909397670264</id><published>2008-03-23T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T18:29:39.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the 25th committee do have alot to learn.. lols.. before they take over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i will do my job and make sure it is a job well done before retiring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-7753077909397670264?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7753077909397670264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=7753077909397670264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/7753077909397670264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/7753077909397670264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/03/25th-committee-do-have-alot-to-learn.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-2465960218388121794</id><published>2008-03-22T20:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T20:25:15.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wad do you call feelings that are re-ignited?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was long gone. but this feelings are so strong that i believe my friendship with u guys can be as strong as ever.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tennis on friday was pretty exciting. i havent played for a v long time. but i still mangage aces.&lt;br /&gt;for tennis idiot-guide, aces means you score point when u serve successfully.&lt;br /&gt; but i still love my back hand. though its not perfect, it certainly has potential. my shots are threatening yet it is not enough..  twisted my muscles though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool after tennis was great. i havent played for a v long time too. NIgel was owning for the first half of the period. jun xiang was skillful too. i should go improve myself liaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to study..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-2465960218388121794?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/2465960218388121794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=2465960218388121794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2465960218388121794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/2465960218388121794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/03/wad-do-you-call-feelings-that-are-re.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-8772293874706979826</id><published>2008-03-18T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T16:44:20.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been pretty busy lately. too much stuffs to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of academics(main priority),  breaking records..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to really study hard.. r/s? nahs.  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-8772293874706979826?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8772293874706979826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=8772293874706979826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8772293874706979826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8772293874706979826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/03/been-pretty-busy-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-853345015378630860</id><published>2008-03-15T12:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T12:23:12.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its time its time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-853345015378630860?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/853345015378630860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=853345015378630860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/853345015378630860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/853345015378630860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-time-its-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-1638751984524859460</id><published>2008-03-14T15:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T16:23:23.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. sometimes when your friends speculate about what you are doing or who u have been with.. its pretty strange eyhs. but i guess this is the world ba. haha.. some might be wondering my relationship with who and who.. or something else. yeahs. must spell out clearly ehs. i am just good frens with everyone le. haha. nothing to think about. sorry no more spicy/juicy news.&lt;br /&gt;ME and her? nahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my taste:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;girl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;preferably younger than me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 eyes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 nose&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 mouth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 ears&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 hands&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 legs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 body&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 gigantic heart&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love sports(hopefully)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kind&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gentle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;care for animals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;care for nature&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;loves music&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;keen in learning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dun emo too much(much means all the time)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;can talk to&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;equal but different abilities&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;think of each other&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;even when we don't see others for like years&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;always try to her best of abilities&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bounce back&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lean to my shoulder for support&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;enjoy sports together&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;enjoy things together&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not only gaze at each other BUT(point 29)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;can look together at one direction&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;understanding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;can look at herself through my eyes so she knows how impt she is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;try not to use technological devices(a bit dislike sms/msn to chat)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beauty can capture one's attention, but is her character that capture my heart&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;must have social values&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;needs to spend time with her family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;needs to spend time with her friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;must have her own private time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;then after everything, she can allocate some time from her busy schedule to me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;must not cheat people's feelings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mutual trust is compulsory&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;can take my lamenesss and cold jokes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;able to feng pei me(:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;smile&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dun hide things from me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cry when u need to&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;share your burden so i can lighten it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;its okae to emo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;character &gt; looks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i won't make u jealous&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dun make me jealous too(:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;if we encountered any problems, talk it out first. dun be rash&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dun be rash&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;calm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;alwaes listen to ur heart&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;even if u want a break up, must tell me(definitely nt thru the msn or sms)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;walk in the rain with u&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;take photos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;must take care&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dun go home too late at night&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;freedom of speech!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally, we must accept each other even we know we are imperfect. there is no such things as the perfect love.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;IF you read through everything, i must first congratulaate you.! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;because the list is undefined.  love is not about listing wad you want and don't want. otherwise it'll just be another resume for a 'job'. yeahs. so it more of wad ur heart actually feels for the person. it is rather weird to know ur heart is on the left, when it is alwaes right. haha.=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;if the world didn't suck, we would have fallen off  by now (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tennis. waiting for rong jie. he is late. today's weather is brilliant. yeahs. sure get to play 2 hours ba.. LOLs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-1638751984524859460?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/1638751984524859460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=1638751984524859460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1638751984524859460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/1638751984524859460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/03/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-8013440680123874347</id><published>2008-03-12T09:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T09:41:44.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Far better is it to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure...than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy much nor suffer much, because they live in a gray twilight that knows not victory nor defeat  ~ Theodore Roosevelt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-8013440680123874347?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8013440680123874347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=8013440680123874347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8013440680123874347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/8013440680123874347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/03/far-better-is-it-to-dare-mighty-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10299352.post-7046921576574415173</id><published>2008-03-12T07:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T08:03:47.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>march holdaes are meant for enjoyment, sad to say, for me, it is to catch up on my whole lot of tutorials that were uncompleted since 3 weeks ago. yup. so need to chiong le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am suppose to do training during march hols.. but the weather has been bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am shocked that AJ results were pretty good. then normally the expectations for us will be higher. Pressure. but pressure is privelleged. Not everyone has pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOnday was an emotional farewell for kat and yl. all the girls cried. even mr chin has red eyes. some of the guys cried as well. it was all too emotional. good luck to both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYAA camp was successful. so good job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10299352-7046921576574415173?l=reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/7046921576574415173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10299352&amp;postID=7046921576574415173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/7046921576574415173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10299352/posts/default/7046921576574415173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscent-of-memoirs.blogspot.com/2008/03/march-holdaes-are-meant-for-enjoyment.html' title=''/><author><name>Stevie G</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
