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  <title>                           living a mugger's life</title>
  <subtitle>                           or so i try</subtitle>
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    <title>belcante @ 2009-04-15T23:53:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-15T15:54:36Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;LIFE&amp;nbsp;SUCKS. BIG&amp;nbsp;TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2009-04-14T23:18:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-14T15:28:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-14T15:28:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">wow. so i kinda proved myself wrong because here i am again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall seriously snap out of emoing over being misunderstood. it does no one good. and you of all people know that. so anyhow, we should just move on. and to quote hsin-yu, &amp;quot;it's because we're so different, that's why to make one smile, the other has to sacrifice. Our happiness is build on the sacrifice of the other. It's because we're so different, there's noone at fault.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i totally agree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the only thing that will prolly make me the remotest bit happier is my weight loss. lol. and i'm about the break a barrier (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah anyways i should stop emoing. i'm getting a headache. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realise that i sound so different from before. especially language-wise. extremely. when i read my previous posts, it kinda didn't sound like me. i think. oh wells. maybe i am schizophrenic. i think that's how you spell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should continue with the poster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup i should.</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2009-04-14T21:29:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-14T13:50:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-14T13:50:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">DISCLAIMER: right. this is an absolutely rare event that will perhaps never be repeated EVER&amp;nbsp;again. and by that i mean that the chance of me posting here is extremely MINIMAL. yup you got that right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so i have been gone for like, what, slightly over half a year and i was reading this dead thing and i realised that there are two new posts. wow! hahah. and i thank alynn (i think it's you) for um, let say, attempting to revive this dead space. oh wells. and i was reading my previous posts from long ago. and i realised that life back then was so much more slack than now. even though it didn't appear that way then. yeah you got that right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now that i've accustomed myself to working and working and working, when i get a break, it feels weird. like, out of the norm. like it doesn't belong in my schedule. and derrick asked me this last sunday:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;how's your work load for the weekend&amp;quot;. and i said it was nominal, bearable, on the slack side. and this is what he said: &amp;quot;it's been long since you've had that answer to that question&amp;quot;. yeah it's true. which is why i said that when i have too little work (apparently it's not necessarily a good thing cos it makes me feel weird and all) i feel weird. and when i have too much work i complain. tsk. i'm such a complain queen aren't i. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. people always want what they cannot get. cos there's no such thing as a perfect workload. that'd just be weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dneo was saying that we all treat different people differently. it depends on the degree of familiarity. the better you know a person, the better you treat him or her. and yeah i guess that's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. emotions can change in a blink of an eye too. one moment you're happy the next moment you're pissed. like crazy. and the reason? for not being understood. ah wells. shit happens.</content>
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    <title>Stress, it piles up</title>
    <published>2009-02-18T14:35:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-18T14:35:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We're all so stressed as the major examinations draw closer and closer. &lt;br /&gt;Dear friends, do remember to take plenty of water and sleep sufficiently!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Take good care of yourselves and remember to rest when you need to. We're after all, human, not robots. For a better revision time ahead, cheers!&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>SQUATTERS :D</title>
    <published>2009-01-18T06:45:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-18T06:45:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">On Friday, we congregated at Michelle's house, for a time of gathering. Everyone except Xioa Hui and Elizabeth turned up, and we had a whole lot of fun, from talking crap to playing guitar heros to just sitting around doing absolutely nothing. It's really been a long time, since we last met up. Everything's just different. 2 years after separation from PL, and well, at least we're sitll in touch! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes really quickly, and thank God for amazing friends. Many people have come and gone, but I believe our friendship will be able to last, even if we don't meet up for like 24783572 years. It's going to be a tough year ahead, but I'm sure, we all can sail through it. &lt;br /&gt;I wonder, 10 years down the road, what will become of all of us?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to grab hold of some photos so I can post them on this &amp;quot;dying&amp;quot; blog! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/belcante/pic/00003dqd/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="320" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/belcante/pic/00003dqd/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really old photo of all 10 of us! &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2008-09-30T17:08:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-30T09:17:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-30T09:17:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;Location: HAWAII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;HSINYU[hy]: (barbequeing her fingers) zomg. look at the surfer. look at his abs! i think i can barbeque my fingers on his abs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JY:&amp;nbsp;ZOMG. i think mine already burnt. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HY: your eyes you mean. (GOOD. then i can look at the other hot guys all by myself :):)) eh what about your shawn. then you can't see him anymore. saddd.&lt;br /&gt;JY: uhuh, yeah right. not my eyes. my FINGERS&amp;nbsp;you doofus. which means that i already touched them. HAH. beat that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HY:&amp;nbsp;WHATTHEPONG. SHAWN!!!!!! LOOK WHAT SHE HAS DONE. (*points*) okay i'm gonna burn your scalp&lt;br /&gt;JY:&amp;nbsp;WTH. you retarded wonan. ZHANYIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIi. your husband has already turned into another hedda gabler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HY: what the. i'm straightening your hair for you. at the expanse of my fingers. see lah i bet you purposely one. so i can't touch hot guys' abs. OMG look at that one. wait that looks like zhan yi O_O zomg. sizzling hot O_O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JY: ZOMG. you're damn sick. HAHAHHAHAHA. you go do whatever you want with him. i don't care. I&amp;nbsp;WANNA&amp;nbsp;PLAY&amp;nbsp;THE&amp;nbsp;PIANO. THIS&amp;nbsp;CONVERSATION&amp;nbsp;IS&amp;nbsp;FAILEDDDDDDDDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE&amp;nbsp;BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2008-08-11T00:45:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-30T02:00:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-30T02:00:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;okay. i haven't been posting in awhile. not as frequent as before. so sue me. not that i'd care anyways.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; it'll be a good break away from school - the bane of existence, to quote xy. except that she was referring to PW. and i had to suffer the whole time on the way to her house, listening to the endless babble and disgust directed at a certain subject that all JC students put in the most time for. and then she continues taking a stab at the system, complaining and whining over the fact that it's a pointless subject and that it shouldn't even be made compulsory, etc., well you get the drift.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; and oh. life's not any better here you know. we suffer the hell. for two whole years. matter of fact. i think it's worse. crap. what i have i gotten myself into. some people say it's a two -year exam. whereas for the A's all ou do is just mug and cram everything before the exams and you'd do it. sucks that there are so many IAs. haiz. we're all enslaved by the system.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; it's actually not the course that sucks. it's more the like system here and competitve environment that leads to the high level of stress found in every student who gives a shit about his future. i'm serious. to survive, you gotta have double degrees. and that is kinda the bare minimum. and it'll just get worse over the years, so i pity the next generation. and the ones after that. the system requires you to work hard to the core and it reduces you to a nocturnal creature staying up and doing work. and if that hasn't happened, it'll soon be - sooner rather than later. it's not just the system. it's the over ambitious nature of everyone here. and you can say that asians are overachievers. they set out on new projects and find that they have loads of things piling up on them. and that sucks when you realise that you can no longer handle it, and you give up sleep and all forms of social interaction to lock yourself up in your room, trying to complete the never-ending stack on assignments. you finish one after another,and realise that it's an endless journey - one that will drive you crazy eventually if you do not look out. no matter how much you do, the pile grows - and exponentially too. it's not&amp;nbsp;a pleasant sight. you start to eat and breathe and study in the same air - in the spatial confinements of your room - which will turn into a sty sooner or later. you don't bother packing up before going to bed because a) you either fall asleep on your books and wake up in the morning to get ready for school, not bothering to pack up since you'd be using them again later, or b) you can't be bothered to pack up even if you actually do not fall asleep on your work - because you know that you'd use thhem again later. they're ultimately the same thing, yet different. and this eventually becomes and habit, and you live a life in approximately a ten square-metre habitat. it's disturbing, but you don't care. and because you get so caught up in actually doing your work, you don't spend time doing other things anymore. for instance, going out, or even making the effort to talk to your friends and family. you can't be bothered- or you simply just don't have the time - to open your mouth to start a conversation, and when one of them actually does it, you either a) scream at him and ask him to zip it or b) ignore him completely or c) grunt in agreement and rush back into the safety zone of your room. and the cycle repeats itself.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; and i wonder why many people turn out like that. For example, many Singaporeans fail at job applications not because they don&amp;rsquo;t have the requirements &amp;ndash; oh hell they do &amp;ndash; but it&amp;rsquo;s because they don&amp;rsquo;t pass the interview. And why&amp;rsquo;s that so? It&amp;rsquo;s cos we don&amp;rsquo;t talk. It&amp;rsquo;s just the way we&amp;rsquo;ve been brought up. And how we&amp;rsquo;re moulded. And I&amp;rsquo;m not blaming anybody here. It&amp;rsquo;s just like that.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;People say to balance work and play. Tell me how it&amp;rsquo;s possible to do that when you have a whole lot of work piled up on you, engulfing you every minute of your existence. And it accrues if you leave it out there for just a millisecond. Hence we all grow fatttt.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Lalaal. So that&amp;rsquo;s all nonsense. You can forget you read it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2008-08-02T13:06:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-02T05:14:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-02T05:14:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;this blog is officially dead. i swear. but i jo-ey still attempts to get me to revive it. so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOA yesterday. it was quite cool. it went well, the dancers too. oh. and i almost died. my heels almost killed me. hahah. walking the entire day in stilettoes is not a very wise decision. so that's one thing to learn. and now that it's over. i feel kinda weird. and it's time to get back to work, since we've all been missing lessons as of late, to go for rehearsals. lalalal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hilary and joyce are plain retarded. i swear they are. they gave me and shawn pandan leaves. WTH. oh wells. and mine was topped off with a cob of corn. hahah. it was pretty hilarious though. it was like a reunion of some sort. went out after that for "supper" at raffles place.lol. and i reached home at one plus =.= and i still had to go to school this morning. it sucks big time. bleah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;moving back in time, there was grad night. it was COOOOOOOOOOOL. and most of the squatters were there. all of us were damn high. class reunion ((: took LOADS and LOADS of pics. just go take a look at jo's blog. it's picture spammed. a nice contrast to mine - a void of photos. oh oh oh. and there's gonna be class outing SOOOOOOOOOON. can't wait to see everyone again ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for band FOA later. so i'm coming back late again tonight. yikes. no time to do work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa. i realise this is my shortest post of&amp;nbsp;ALLLLL time. seriously. SUPER short. oh wells. show's that my brains aren't working any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and jo-ey. you'd better be glad i posted something just for your sake ((:&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2008-07-08T01:46:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-07T17:56:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-07T17:56:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;OMG. i went on a FIVE WEEK hiatus. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's see what's new since joey's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of stuff happened that i can't write down here. and i think i changed quite a bit. don't know if it's for the better or worse. or maybe it's both ways ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. there was choir camp, council camp, church camp, and i finaly got a break during the last week of the hol, which&amp;nbsp;was spent by trying to mug in school with shawn and sengtiong and tanu. but it almost always turned out unproductive. or maybe it was just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then CTs came rolling round and i had to mug real hard. like before. and chem totally killed me. i just hope that math would be enough of a consolation (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with joey to watch Wanted. it was damn freakin awesome. but i hate the F-words. can't they be more implicit and subtle about it. it's gross how they just shout that word over and over again. it's BARBARIC. seriously. UGH. and because it was so good i watched it again the next day with shawn. HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now that CTs are over, we're all awaiting our results with quicken heartbeats. lol. results out on friday. there's council term that just started, and FOA to prepare for. a lot of stuff. oh yeah. and not to forget long overdue homework. HAHAH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to mediacorp today to support jon and ben's band. the lead singer is cute! hahah. i shan't comment on anything else less i get sued (: but it was quite fun. oh yeah. point to note: BOURBON PLUS COKE = COUGH MED. yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY DERRICK!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2008-06-01T19:38:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-01T11:50:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-01T11:50:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;HAHAH YEAHHH. i am back from my extremely long hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pre u sem absolutely rocks my socks ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was cool. and fun. and sleepless ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my roomie's sherrie. CJ-er. i conclude that all CJ people where their skirts SHORT. yikes. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our presentation actually went well. it was good. everyone laughed at the bird. LOL. but i have to say that some schools had really bad presentations. didn't get what they were trying to say. and some had suggestions that were really not feasible. FLEXICUBE ((: singapore's PSI will shoot up to 400 LOL. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there were panel discussions. kinda boring. heh. no offense. i fell asleep during the second one. cos i was too tired. didn't sleep enough. the teacher caught me and had to wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were games and stuff. the usual ice breakers. a big scale amazing race call Digital Chase in which we had to look for 2-D barcodes to get clues. then there was the filmfest thing. our LT screened Janji Joni. indon film. i'll go ask the indons when i go back to school. i thought the film was good. the ending especially. although it was fairytale-ish, it was subtle. so it's good. the subtlety. and the other stuff. except that i don't understand bahasa so i had to read subs the entire time through. and i got a headache halfway cos the images got too flashy and fast-moving. then there was the sandcastle building thing. quite cool. went to ECP and got burnt like crap. hahah. so now i am tanned once again. lost my tan and found it. oh wells. at least i didn't peel. just turned red. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SG 12 is COOOL. we are cool people. what with all the late nights and truth or dares and the sexual innuendos. gosh. it was fun. and our ultimate objective. and the company - Horny ltd. LOL. not pte ltd cos it has already gone regional. and i'm supposed to be the corporate laweyer =.= cos apparently i look like one. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i look like an air stewardess too. LOL. "have a safe journey". don't know why. must be the school u. and the HC teacher seriously loves it. don't ask me why. she got weiling to take pics of me and the school u and bomber jacket =.= she loves the non tucked-in blouse and the "cute" half pleats on the skirt. LOL. and she LOVESSSS the bomber jacket. HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nicholas seriously managed to squeeze into my jacket. cool eh. and i wore the RJ tie ((: everyone'll kill me for it. during closing ceremony we swapped blazers and cam whored in them like crazy. ahahah. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we all didn't sleep. have i mentioned that? yup. so we died on the last day. but they all stayed up only the last night. i didn't sleep much the entire five days. about ten hours? something like that. so i'm trying to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm off to camp tomorrow. AGAIN. i seriously have ZERO time left to mug for CTs. oh wells. i'll try my best ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna do some work and pag my bags now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAOOOO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JO-EY!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2008-05-10T21:21:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-10T13:54:21Z</published>
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    <content type="html">okay. this week was pretty wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it started off okay. then it got screwed up midweek, and it went back okay again, and it got screwed up again, and it's now back to okay. nice pattern there huh. but i need to break that pattern. cos if i don't, it's gonna be screwed up next. and we don't want it to be, do we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was council investiture. pretty fun. brought YJ people around. the IJ people didn't come. HAHAH. so we gave them a tour of the school. i went to places i've never been before. HOW COOL IS THAT. i think i've been to almost all the places in school now. hahah. but strangely enough, that was the day that got screwed up too. don't know why. but wayren ponned that day, and erik decided to PS me by sitting with his fellow corrupted indons. LOL. damn sad. had to sit alone in the second row &amp;gt;&amp;lt; and best of all, i was tearing the entire day. goodness knows why. damn FR, as erik would say.&amp;nbsp;HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with shawn after school the day before math test. LOL. NYDC mudpies rock. times square ((: and thus i pretty much scrwed up the test. no. scrap the word "thus". it's not because i went out that i scrwed up the test. it's because i was damn retarded and forgot to close the brackets while typing in the y= sin x + sin 2x graph into the GDC. no. scrap that. i didn't forget. i didn't even KNOW that the brackets had to be closed. until i compared answers and graphs and realised that the graph i plotted looked remotely alike to theirs =.= and THUS i got 43/60. and i was kinda emoing with erik over out sad case marks. i think he got the same as me or one mark more. we were mourning for the days where we got close to full marks for A and E math. haiz. and he was emoing about how he almost got the book price and on to the dean's list. so we made a pact to work hard and get a dean's list this year ((: I WISH I GET ONE. at least for math. I AM GONNA WORK HARD FOR IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with nick after school on thursday. treated him to LJ's. i always end up treating him. LOL. and he bought a huge lollipop for his friend's birthday present. cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. i think i&amp;nbsp;know why my week's scrwed up. cos i was fretting over chem prac. LOL. damn stupid. and physics worksheets. had to ask around and no one knew what to write for the chem prac CE [conclusion and evaluation], and neither did they know how to explain to me the physics nonsense. about resolution and polarisation. what shit man. seriously. then i had to go call erik =.= then talk until super late. LOL. damn funny. we kept on digressing. from hw, it became don't know what, and then we started emoing, and we decided to stop emoing, then we continued to talk nonsense until he said he needed to sleep and i said i needed to continue my work but he can't sleep until i finish. then he was like, okay but you better finish faster. i'll try not to fall asleep. HAHAH. he's a nice person. when he's not ego that is. then again, he's always ego. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. friday was pretty screwed up too. me and dneo and jesmond were talking about class politics and&amp;nbsp;its lack thereof. we were talking about how segregated it is and how fragmented is a better word for it because it starts with an F, LOL. blame dneo for that one. then we decided to draw out the sitting plan and circle the little fragments that make up our class. and we talked about the failure crushes that existed/ exist. it was quite funny. and then we decided to go to KAP to continue&amp;nbsp;bitching cos i didn't want to go home and we didn't have anything better to do. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there was mother's day celebration yesterday. went to jumbo and had that eight dish dinner that cos $532.87. ?!?!?!?!?. CRAZY. people have too much money to spend. TSK. and then we had dinner at siam kitchen today for dad's birthday. at least we only spent $80. PHEW. otherwise i have to worry for my dada's wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel so accomplished. i started on the math port. i'm on the fifteenth page. i forsee that i have to use at least ten more pages. ECK. waste paper. and i got pissed off bythe stupid conjectures cos i couldn't come up with one. so i stopped and now i'm gonna work on it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HC concert tomorrow. YAYYY. can see my HC friends.&amp;nbsp;but i'll be missing GDOP for this. oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. BACK TO MATH PORT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADA!!!&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2008-05-04T23:43:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-04T15:16:36Z</published>
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    <content type="html">YAY. today was fun albeit the unproductivity. hah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i spent an unfruitful day slacking in front of the laptop, reading stuff on fiction press. i can't remember what i read. the story became draggy so i discontinued. heh. sorry to whoever wrote it. the plot's kinda draaggy, the development's too slow, but the style of writing's good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda got PS-ed again. i asked XY if she wanted to mug. but she said joyce and her were going to macs to mug and they didn't wanna go to caafe cartel. so in the end we didn't meet up &amp;gt;&amp;lt; then i asked derrick. but he just got home from leonard's so he didn't feel like going out again so he asked me to go over but i decided that i didn't wanna. hahah. i haven't been to his place in awhile, lol. his house is COOL. i had to get out of this living hell. it's stuffy and warm in here. and derrick claimed i was being a bad sister by wanting to get out of the house and not help my brother with his work. SHEESH. dude. it's not my fault that the globe's warming up, ain't it. blame like, the greenhouse effect and all your aerosols and rising levels of carbon dioxide emissions and global warming and what have you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since everyone decided to PS me i decided that i didn't wanna study. so i didn't do anything the entire day except one vectors WS which is not due and which is probably not going to be due. oh wells. and i studied two chapters of math for the test. that's friggin little of you ask me. oh wells. but i guess even if i wanted to go out it wouldn't have been productive cos i had to go for my dad's birthday dinner. don't know why they arranged for it to be a week early, but it's not for me to know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after dinner gid and i walked to the estate park to get a ride on the swings. reminiscing our past. i got like, little flutters in my tummy when i went up and down on the swing. and gid kept asking me to shut up &amp;gt;&amp;lt; he said to stop whining LOL. HELLO. i wasn't whining, please. so we sat on the swings and swang and swang - is that even a proper word, lol. who cares. until super late. then we finally decided to go home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i tutored him. PHYSICS. he's like so damn relaxed i can't take it. he's having his mid years but he's playing away. YIKES. how come he's so different from me &amp;gt;&amp;lt; so i practically drilled him for two whole hours straight. yup. we just ended. i seriously hope he does well for his physics exam tomorrow. i don't want my efforts to go to waste. and i don't want his efforts to go to waste too. you know how much wasted effort pisses you off? yeah. that's why i study for my tests. so that i do well. i don't wanna like, study for half of it. because i'll still be wasting my efforts you know. guess i really am an over achiever. never saw it till now. haiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's investiture tomorrow. i seriously have NO FRIGGIN IDEA how to get to school by 6.20AM. i definitely can't take public transport if i wanna reach there on time since the first train to harborfront reaches hougang at 5.49AM. it's too late. i'll reach school at 6.30 or later. and i'lll be freakin screwed by madam. and i don't wanna get fired even before i'm in. LOL. that'll be damn embarassing. so i'd probably take a cab, but i'm not prepared to spend like twenty bucks on cab fare to school. DAMN IT. and early morning charges. GOSH. it'll just make the fare more expensive. DAMN IT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm gonna breathe and sleep the council oath so that it'll come out smoothly tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm pretty screwed. i haven't thought of an EE topic, neither have i thought about the subject in which i wanna do my EE. seriously. and i've gotta find a mentor by thursday. DAMN IT. the EE's friggin due next may or something like that. and TOK's due next april. DARN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ALL THE BEST XY FOR YOUR ELECTION RESULTS. DON'T FRET NO MATTER THE RESULT. I WILL SUPPORT YOU ALL THE WAY ((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. nothing much to report now. i'll stop typing stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DILEMMATIC &amp;gt;&amp;lt; to take the cab or not take the cab. DAMN IT.</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2008-05-04T00:35:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-03T16:35:10Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EUPHORIA. ELATION. A SILVER LINING IN THE CLOUDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. can i just say i'm happy in case you haven't gotten it yet &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah you got that right. i'm finally out of my emo state. and my screwedup state too. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today just rocks my socks. nah, not really. just the part after noon. started with church. i finally got to see my cell members. like, seriously. i haven't seen the HC gang in damn long. like seriously DAMNNNNNNNNNNN LONG. i think it's like about one month. ECK. i miss them. YIKES. never thought i'd miss guys but yeah. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we had a pretty fun time today. celebrated ernie's birthday. but he had to leave early for a family dinner. so we had to get people to finish the cake. HAHAH. and everyone went out for dinner but derrick and i had to go home cos we had to chiong stuff. so we decided to walk them to the station. but&amp;nbsp;then sharon found jason's bag so i went up to look for him, but he already left. oh wells. so when we came back down, we realised that the rest of the gang left without us &amp;gt;&amp;lt; how nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we walked to heartland. and upon walking there derrick asked me if he should cut his hair. and i said YES. HAHAHAH. it was pretty long. long hair on guys is really...GROSS. anyways, that's besides the point. so we went to L'Oreal to get his hair cut. and joyce saw us. so she came in to say hi before leaving for cell dinner. and clever boy, he forgot to draw money so i paid for his hair cut. it cost $16. HAHAH. and it was...oh wells. i shan't give my comments on his hair cut. it looked very different from his previous one. that much i can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he accompanied me to heartland to get the serviettes. so we finally caught up. HAHAH. and we recounted the horrendously hilarious gelare incident oh me treating him and sk to a gelare cone each. and how all the cream melted and i was disastrous and i didn't wanna eat my cone so in the end one of them ate it for me. HAHAH. it was a truely dirty experience. it was fun no doubt, but i don't exactly look forward to having a repeat of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to cold storage and tried hunting down the serviettes, but to no avail. we went to the section that was labelled napkins, but all we found were dypers. and i went to another section labelled napkins, but they were the wrong napkins. you know, for the use of the female species of the human kind. yeah. hahah. i don't think i need to elaborate on that. so we decided to give up and asked one of the people. but we had to speak in chinese. and i swear we both fail at that. i was like hi auntie do you know where the serviettes are? and she pointed to the kleenexes. and i was like bu shi, bu shi. then derrick was like, snapping his fingers and trying to get the word out. and he finally said zhi zin. then i was like, yeah. na ge. then she pointed to the kleenexes again and said zhe ge bu shi zhi zin ma. then i was like, no, bu shi zhe zhong, shi na ge chi fan de. and she gave me this incredulous look and derrick tried to makethings simpler by saying "shi na zhong fang xing de". but she didn't know where it was so she pointed us to the direction of the toilet rolls. which we checked earlier. so after a while, we finally found the serrviettes. we had a great laugh about it. about how we both fail so badly at chinese.&lt;/p&gt;then i decided that i had to get some water. so we went in search of water. and i saw this really cook rectangular bottle. and i was trying to figuure out how to open it. and we finally got it open. it's a cap that you pull open and then the real cap is inside. you unscrew it. but the cap was damn screwed up. so i decided the bottle wasn't cook anymore. so in the end i got this tapered bottle. skinny neck wide base kinda thing you&amp;nbsp; know. it's pretty. wayren-ny will be so proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we walked to the queue and we saw that chinese-speaking lady. and i said xie xie. and derrick was like, we seriously fail at chinese you know. he defies the stereotypical HC-er. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to Jean to get my stockings. HAHAH. we were like staring at the display and i said how on earth do you do this stuff, and i looked and him, he looked at me, and we started cracking up. so in the end i had to ask for the shop lady's help. and she was like talking about the different colours and blah blah. and derrick was like, is there a difference? it looks the same to me. and i looked at him like he was out of his mind. and i went like DUH. hahah. but then she started taking out the stockings one by one until i couldn't even differentiate colours anymore. and i looked at him and he looked at me and gave me a helpless shrug. and i shrugged back and just picked the lightest one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's how i spent my day. saw XY at the station and talked abit before leaving for home. reached home quite late in the end. i think if we had joined them for dinner, we'd still have reached home earlier. HAHAH. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the point is I AM HAPPY AND NO ONE SHALL BURST MY BUBBLE OF HAPPINESS ((:</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2008-05-02T21:24:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-02T14:25:39Z</published>
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    <content type="html">gosh. i seriously need to write all this down. in a hopeful attempt to release my pent-up frustration. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday was damn screwed up. like, seriously. it was a HOLIDAY, for goodness' sakes. like wayren said "how can a day without school be screwed up". oh wells. we've proved that one wrong. apparently it's possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it all started when i received a letter from a certain someone whose name can't be mentioned here. there are few out there who know, and i trust that they won't say anything. so yes. i got this letter that made me damn emo. and there was like ten bucks in the envelop. like, what the hell???? i say that was damn CHEAP. seriously. and erik agrees with me. and when i told wayren-ny he started guessing and guessing what on earth the ten bucks could be for. he was like "you wanna have sex?" HAH. yeah right. and damn you erik. you agreed with him &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; but i can't hate you guys cos you're the ones that listened to me. and for that i didn't blow up. and you guys kept me sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. let's move pass that. so me and hsin-yu decided that we wanted to go out. so i asked erik and wayren. and erik was supposed&amp;nbsp;to ask the rest of the boarders. turned out only erik and stanford wanted to go. the rest of them either didn't want to go, or are already out, or had something on. so in the end, erik said that we should cancel. so we cancelled. FAIL. our class is seriously damn failed. i can't comprehend it. and i asked jo-ey, and she said she was out. and i wanted to ask the OLM but fiona was out and XY can't go out. so i was like AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH can i kill somebody now. everybody was in the mood of PS-ing me. yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN. my math idiot of a brother had to ask me idiotic questions throughout the day. he was like, are you sure the answer given is correct, WHEN IT WAS SO OBVIOUS THAT IT WAS WRONG, like WTH. seriously. can't you think for yourself. then he had to ask me all the easy questions. don't ask me why. he was like, pissing me off. and he had to ask me chinese of all things. i get pissed off when i see chinese. and once again, don't ask me why. it's just that way. my hatred for chinese only began to blossom when i started studying here. so actually, BLAME THIS SCHOOL FOR CHANGING ME INTO WHAT I AM NOW. i don't like it. oh wells. that's besides the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND. my momma decided to choose this screwed up day to irritate me. she kept claiming that i am not concentrating on my work when i was talking to the squatters over MSN. and she just busted me. and it didn't help that she made this wierd dinner that consisted of pineapple rice and pineapple rice alone. WTH. damn screwed up. who on earth puts PINEAPPLE, AND WHITE ONIONS, AND RED PEPPER into the rice?!? AND SHE FREAKING FORCED ME TO EAT THEM. by claiming that they were the only form of vegetable for dinner. and i was like, fine i'll eat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, there was this guy who kept on claiming that i was vanessa. WTH. he was like, you don't remember me we were from the same school. and i was like, NO I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU. but in the end he stopped and the whole point was that he liked this vanessa girl since P4 but lost contact with her. and he tried getting her number, but to no avail. he got mine instead. and me and wayren learnt something new - that phone numbers are recycled. yeah man. when wayren read the messages he was like, this is damn funny. LOL. whatever man. i feel damn sad for that guy. but you can tell that he's super innocent. how i wish i was like that too. haiz. and then there was another random guy, but who cares. don't wanna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. and the last thing. remember what i said about our class being failed? YEAH MAN. we are seriously FAILED. the class com is damn screwed up. it's made of some noob treasurer, a noob chairman who does nothing, a non-existent welfare rep, me and jiayi. it's always me and jiayi doing all the planning. and jes just sits down there on the table starring at us. he'd occasionally ask the people to shut up and listen but that's about it. i don't hate him, but i don't like the fact that he's the chairman and he doesn't do anything and everything is always left to me and jiayi. that is so not fair okay. seriously. you're not the chairman for nothing you know. and the rest of the class? you guys just sit down there. some of you sleep, some of you are doing your work, some of you are playing ball at the back of the class. what nonsense. you know it's pissing standing up in front with no one listening to you. you wanna try that? yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and OMG. we are seriously going to fail in our fundraising efforts if we continue this way. JESMOND SUCKS AS A BUSINESSMAN. like, BIG TIME. sorry, no offense, but what went through your head when you sold the spring rolls for TENCENTS profit, and the samosas at NO PROFIT AT ALL?!?!?!? seriously. that's the most ridiculous thing i've ever heard of being done. and we are like, about 2.5k AWAY from our target of close to 3k. GOSH. you tell me how we are going to reach our target. seriously. even with the mothers' day plan, we still can't reach it. wayren says we've got the ideas but we don't develop them well. and i so agree with that. just look at the amount of bread buns they bought. it was freakin THREE BOXES. and those will expire on monday. you know i feel like killing that idiot who just wasted his money and the WOW fund's money on that nonsense that can't be sold. and jesmond still says that it can be sold. TWO HUDRED AND FIFTY. ON A MONDAY. you gotta be kidding me right. no one's making an effort right now. seriously. only the girls. and maybe levin. and jesmond. minus eeling. NO ONE ELSE. they all agree for something to be done, but when the time comes for it to be done, no one wants to do it. the class is made up of ultimate slackers.and the best part is they themselves know it. GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was bitching away to wayren last night. and seriously bitching and bitching. and in the end i became quite the sadist. i started talking about decapitating people. and i told him i felt like yelling every single profanity there was out there. and he was like, please do. but i didn't. HAH. i feel so sorry that he had to listen to my bitching the entire night. lol. and my damn wireless connection got screwed so i couldn't log back online, and our conversation took the form of texts. HAH. i send freakin more than a hundred texts yesterday. and like, MORE THAN SIXTY WENT TO WAYREN LOL. we counted in class yesterday. i was like, hey way you know what? i sent like more than a hundred texts yesterday. and he was like, i sent loads too. then we proceeded to count how many messages we sent to each other. and it amounted to more than sixty. it was freakin ridiculous. seriously. i don't know how but then we ended up talking about social hierachy and elitism and whatnot. HAHAH. and we finally went to sleep around 1AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today wasn't any better. seriously. i went to school as per normal. did duty. BIG RAMP DUTY IS DAMN FUN. but i don't like booking people. heh. damn sad case. and i had to do the year 6s. oh yeah. and before that i had to do the morning call thing cos the PA system was down. LOL. it was down like, since one week ago. damn nice huh. and yes. the wind was super nice. erik can attest to that ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there was like, freakin chinese prac. one hour and twenty minutes straight of chinese. i was like, WAYREN HELP ME I THINK I'M GONNA FALL ASLEEP. and he was trying to open his eyes but he managed to croak out "me too". LOL. and then there was chem. i failed the test. but it was expected cos the paper was really gay. so i wasn't that sad, but i still was. cos i take pride in not failing anything. and actually trying to do well in my tests whether it is counted or not. oh wells. but congrats erik and way, you guys passed (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's only left with math. I NEED TO DO WELL IN THAT ONE. i did well for physics, topped the class yay. but i did really badly for chem, in terms of class rank. average was like 14/30 and i got 12. LOL. damn lousy. heh. but i don't really get chem. actually, i kinda do. cos i did well for the mock test. HAHAH. oh wells. let's not dwell on past memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was rehearsal for inves today. THE THING IS ON MONDAY. i don't want people watching the council vid. i think i was damn wierd la. had to act as some freakin BIMBO. YIKES. oh wells. and the photo i had to retake cos there was hair on m forehead. WTH. why so strict. AHHHH. i now look like a hairless chicken. DAMN IT. hope no one sees it. but it's kinda impossible. they're gonna flash it on the big screen. AHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;council is gonna be the death of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i conclude that yesterday and today seriously redefined "screwed up". don't you agree with me.</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2008-04-22T00:47:00</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri" size="3"&gt;OH MY GOSH. i simply love today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't fall asleep at all throughout the day. except that i was trying hard to keep awake during chapel ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was a typical day at school: playing a fool in class, being damn blur as usual, and so jesmond and gang always manages to "suan" me so they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAFFLES ARE DAMN COOL. not. i was talking to Dneo last night, and i asked him to bring a mixing bowl. but he didn't have one. so he suggested the milo tin. LOL. seeing that there wasn't another alternative, i had to agree, right?? so we were making the batter in class during second break. Dneo being Dneo mixed the flour and eggs together and formed a freakin' DOUGH. wth. he totally forgot to add the butter =.= nice huh. so when he added in the butter, we discovered that we were having trouble trying to mix it. it was damn hard. a nice dough no doubt, but not a nice batter. bleah. anyways, we added the milk in the hopes of actually getting it to dissolve the dough+butter mixture. but to no avail &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; so i added in all the milk, and noobstick was trying to stir the mixture with a FORK. LOL. so i offered him the spoon that i used to make the milk. it wasn't that great since it was pretty small, but oh wells, it beats a fork anytime. WAY WAY BETTER. but seeing the the dough was already set, and we can't pull it apart, and the milk isn't doing anything to dissolve it, noobcake decided to shake the gross mixture of a batter. so we capped the milo tin, and the guys took turns to shake the tin. LOL. it was DAMN HILARIOUS. you could actually hear the mixture inside slapping against the walls of the tin. it's that sick. there was this gurgling sound. and&amp;nbsp;some 5.2 dude, jarell seah i think,&amp;nbsp;came into our class and Dneo was like, jarell, hold the tin and shake. and he went all ???. LOL. but he shook it. anyways i shall cut this nonsense short by saying the guys passed the tin around and they all shook it, and Dneo took pics of them, LOL. it was pretty amusing. so we opened the tin, and it looked ok. so i poured the batter into the big container. and guess what. we weren't successful. the bottom had so many bits of flour - the bits of dough that couldn't be dissolved. and there was bits of butter too. but oh wells. we decided to try one. so i made one, and it was damn screwed up. i mean, the misture was pretty thick so it couldn't fill the entire mould. so i added more, but it exploded &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; then the waffle iron emitted this strange stink that only i could smell. LOL. all the guys claim it smelt "awesome". nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the first waffle came out screwed up. and guys being guys, they snatched the one miserable piece of waffle the moment Dneo cut it up. LOL. they said it tasted good. they're damn lousy if they think so. no.1, it looked gross. like, it was freakin' yellow. no.2, it smelt gross. i needn't explain further. no.3, i almost puked when i smelt it and saw it. so i decided we weren't selling that batch of failed waffles. ALL THANKS TO DNEO. THANKS A LOT MAN. no.4, guys being guys just want to eat. so they were damn happy that i wasn't gonna sell them. and thus i am forced into making breakfast for them tomorrow. THANKS A LOT HUH. I MAKE THE BATTER AND THEN YOU FORCE ME TO MAKE THE WAFFLES FOR YOU NOW. UGH. oh wells. at least erik promised me that he'd "REMEMBER TO BRING THE CHEESE SPREAD". HAHAHAHAH. yayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so therefore i am taking the public transport willingly, or rather, with forced willingness, FOR ONCE IN MY LIFE. i have be at some council meeting at 7AM tomorrow since the department results are out. i think i'm in welfare, by the looks of the web they churned out. YAY. but i don't mind being in any of the departments. anyways, this means that&amp;nbsp;i have to prepare the food before 7AM. this is damn illegal and i hope no one finds out about it cos i'd get sacked from council if someone actually reports me. technically we're not supposed to be eating in class, and i'm not helping the situation by allowg them to do so. ECK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm gonna re-run my 2.4km run tomorrow. i aim to cut my timing by about 10seconds in the least. LOL. i have lost touch with X-country. oh wells. i suck at running now man. LALALAL. i shall run properly tomorrow. YAYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we're gonna redo the batter. Dneo said it got screwed up because we didn't add the stuff in the correct order. and we forgot to add in the butter, and i forgot to bring the sugar. LOL. oh wells. looks like we have to do it in the milo tin again since not a single person i asked has a mixing bowl. DARN. let's hope it comes out much better tomorrow ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the record, Dneo and noobstick and noobcake are the same person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i was going home after pre u sem today, and guess what. i saw jo-ey at dover. no. it's more&amp;nbsp;like, i called her, and i asked "where are you". then she replied "dover station". then i went "seriously?!?!? 'cos i'm like, here too!". then we spotted each other. THAT WAS DAMN COOL. didn't know she'd be there. there were throngs and throngs of people at the station today. jo told me it was cos all of them were let off at 5PM. and when i asked charvi why there were so many people, she said it's because i've never left school so early before. HAHAH. there's much truth in that. i spend more time in school than i do at home. haiz. that's sad. BOO HOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, that's besides the point. so i met jo. and we decided to go home together. so we stopped at the mall to repair her specs. and i was saying how i wanted another pair of specs. and then we saw this blood red Miss Sixty spectacle case and we were like "AHHHHHHHHHHH I WANTTTT". we contemplated asking if we could just buy the specs case on its own but we decided our mom's will kill us if they found out we bought a specs case with no specs in it. BUT RED IS COOL OKAY. sorry but we just happen to love the sae colour. then we checked out the prospects of nice wallets for my long-due birthday present ((: then we went up and checked out shoes. and i was screaming over the patents. HAHAH. sorry, i can't help it. i love shoes. and i love patents. i just re-fell in love with patents when i saw hui fang's shoes that saturday. AHHHHHH. I WANTTTT. jo was like, trying to make me chill. HAHAHAH. then we went to popular and decided to try out some pens but not buy any. and that was even before entering the store. hahah. it was hilarious. then we went to the bag shop. and we were saying how the bags are generic and "ah-lian-nish". LOL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we decided that we were hungry. so we decided that we'd get my ice cream first then head for food. so we got my vanilla ice cream from NTUC. then we went to that shop that sold the XXL chicken thing. and we bought just that. then we decided we wanted to sit. so we went to macs and ordered a huge drink. HAHAH. then we sat there, and we used her laptop [since i didn't bring mine]&amp;nbsp;to surf blogs. we went to the 4A2'07 blog and proclaimed it dead. my tag's still the first one there =.= then we read other ex-class mates blogs, read miss kang's blog too. there was this random pic of a damn colourful toilet bowl. HAHAH. don't ask why. cos i really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to go home. so i walked her to the bus stop. and she missed her two buses while walking there. LOL. then we sat at the bus stop talking. and 325 came. and she was like, i think i'm gonna miss this bus. then we can talk longer. then i just hapily agreed. HAHAH. but she had to go when 161 came. but she promised that she'd call me tomorrow after she was done with her project. then if it's possible, we'd go to gelare tomorrow to have ice&amp;nbsp;cream waffles ((: it's be a great change from the waffles that i make. HAHAH. I CAN'T WAIT FOR TOMORROW ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, my day shaped up pretty well. I AM GONNA GET A NEW PHONE, YAYYYYYYYY. and it's gonna be REDDDDDDDD. SO COOOOLL. can't wait for the weekend. YESSSSSSSSSSS. sorry. i'm just over delirious about the fact that i'm gonna have a RED phone ((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i just waste my time typing away. oh wells. but i almost fell asleep reading A Whole New Crowd on fiction press. i was reading Trouble Starts with a Q last night. finished it, and decided to read AWNC. so i read a few chapters of it before i slept last night. thus i slept late. HAHAH. but i think i'm really tired. so i shan't continue reading. i shall continue tomorrow in school. i'll get one of the boarders to log into the net for me ((: yayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i shall go sleep now. so that i can wake up in three and a half hours. YUP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'NIGHT.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2008-04-19T22:48:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-19T15:27:48Z</published>
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    <content type="html">so i'm sore all over. during pre u sem on wed, we went to kim tian place to conduct the various interviews. IT WAS DAMN PRODUCTIVE. but i missed choir cos of that. julfri said yoga was kinda cool. lol. anyways we decided to start from the twelve storey and work our way down to the first. so we walked every floor, knocking on doors and interviewing and catching people on film, and recording people and scribing and translating. stood the entire day. so i got a muscle ache cos of that. LOL. then we worked on part of the script after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOME SWEET HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was the 2.4km run in the morning. it was pretty cool. but my timing sucks. it's like, 12++ i shan't say. it's already bad enough. it's like, one minute slower than what i used to do. LOL. so because we were super sweaty, hsin-yu and i decided to go bathe. so me and her and naga, ezra, marcus, evan decided to bathe. and be late for assembly. LOL. i can't believe we did that. thank goodness none of the coucillors saw anything. otherwise i'd be screwed even before inves. damn cool eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, there was pre u sem again. filming this time round. me and charvi and henry went to kim tian place to film. charvi was hopeless at learning her lines. HAHAH. had to help her out in that. i learnt her lines before she did, yay ((: but it was pretty cool. we took NINETY-NINE tries before everything was done. the longest ones were the first scene there, and the last scene that we recorded in school. henry was the cameraman and i was the director and makeup artist, lol, and mother charvi was the presenter. HAHAH. but when we came back to school from kim tian place, henry had to go for cricket training. so i had to be the camera woman. but unfortunately, we reached school aroun 4.30PM, which is almost dismissal time. so we didn't wanna film then. HAHAH. so charvi was trying to learn her lines and it took rather long. and it was many many takes before it got right. and on the first time she got it right, i forgot to pan up to the clocktower, so we had to retake. then on the second try, i accidentally tripped over/kicked the beloved tripod. so we had to retake. but on the final and third try, we got it right and we did a victory dance infront of the IB building. LOL. and people actually thought we wer camwhoring with rene's camcorder. nice one. and i crashed in school. was damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY MET UP WITH JO-EY. she's the only one of the squatters that i have met since the time when we sent mich off at the airport. which was in feb. the time i met linyi didn't exactly count. so we went to walk around a little at hougang mall. SHE STILL OWES ME MY BIRTHDAY PRESENT. HAH. LALALAL. you're like, FIVE MONTHS LATE. and your birthday's in one and a half months. you're not getting your present until you give me mine ((: it felt damn good seeing her again. GLAD YOU'RE ENJOYING YOURSELF IN SP!!! YOU CAN HAVE THE HONOUR OF PLANNING MY WEDDING :D HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school in the morning. i haven't not been to school on a saturday morning since the start of the term. HAIZ. so our school A div ruggers were playing SA's. AND WE WON THEM 18-3. YAY. YESSSSSSSSSSSSS. &lt;em&gt;INDEPENDENT WOOHOO! INDEPENDENT WHOOSH. INDEPENDENT WOOHOO! INDEPENDENT WHOOSH. INDEPENTDENNNNNTTTTTTTTTTT WHOOOOOSHHHHHH!!!!!&lt;/em&gt; HAHAH. it was damn fun cheering for them. and the little kids from ACsomething were there to learn how to play, and they were cheering along too! DAMN CUTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that me and jiayi and louis and mark and zhang went to holland v for luunch. thanks to zhang we had to walk around holland v for damn long before we decided to eat at crystal jade. LOL. he's damn girl! hahah. anyways we ate lamian and me and jiayi had a little dimsum. and we were trying to guess how much the bill would amount to be. but none of us guessed right. jiayi guessed 45, louis gussed 47, zhang guessed 48, i guessed 50, mark guessed 52. at first i gussed 60+ LOL. but in the end the bill turned out to be only 40+ dollars. then we were like "how come so cheap??". LOL. so we decided to go for ice cream. mark and louis said not to let zhang lead the way, LOL. so jiayi and i decided that we'd go to swenson's. so we ordered the chocolate fondue. haha. the typical thing. and zhang said he was broke so he didn't eat any. that was damn sad. it was pretty good. but the candle kept on going out. so the waitor had to keep on lighting and relighting the candle. in the end we made zhang cover it so that it wouldn't go out. damn sad. the choc was nice! DARK CHOC FONDUE ((: no one wanted to eat the cherries. HAHAH. louis and mark tried them but they were disgusted with the taste. then zhang ate the entire bowl, or almost, of nuts cos no one touched it. LOL. and we guessed it's cost us 21 bucks. but it came out to be $22.25. LOL. we fail at math. bleah. oh wells. we're not the treasurers. it's okay. and we were talking about how louis was feeling at home by crossing the road by jay-ing. since people do it in malaysia all the time. he's malaysian. and about how he's an illegal terrorist cos his student pass expires this month and it's still with the MOE getting renewed. LOL. it was pretty funny. so we took the bus. we intended to stop at buona vista station. but jiayi was like, i don't feel like crossing the road. then zhang was like, then take the bus to dover. so we decided to continue to take the bus to dover. what the pong. that's what jiayi would say. LOL. it was damn =.=||| then the bus captain said something but we didn't catch it. LOL. we all blamed zhang for this episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to church. the HC people didn't come today. so there was like so few people. quite sad. oh wells. we had discussion. then went out for dinner with joyce and XY's cell and ken. in the end ken and i decided to mug at the chicken rice restaurant in serangoon gardens while the rest of them were having dinner there. then i got an acute headache. don't ask why cos i seriously don't know. i think it's the place. LOL. so we stopped mugging and left the group there to enjoy themselves. wanted to drink, but ken didn't have enough money for vodka, LOL. damn stupid. so i made him buy me ceres [the sparkling juice thing], and jolly shandy [cos i've never seen it nor tasted it], and hooch. the black currant flavour. only 5% alcohol. damn pathetic. so i was drinking the hooch, and he said that i looked drunk cos i was holding the bottle. it looked like some heineken beer bottle. lol. oh wells. it was pretty okay. jolly shandy is just BAD. it's DAMN GASSY. and it's like, 0.5% alcohol. what nonsense man. but there's quite a lot of vitamin C. it's like, 7mg of it per 100ml. and by the time we got around to the ceres i was super full. so i brought it home. drinking it now. it isn't too bad. oh wells. but this still doesn't fill my urge to drink. don't ask why. i am damn wierd these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should go mug now ((: the post is super long, i see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST TO OUR SALES FOR WOW THIS WEEK ((:</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2008-04-15T23:21:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-15T15:25:13Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;font size="5"&gt;OH YES. 我要宣布THIS. HOW COULD I FORGET. TSK TSK. now i&amp;nbsp;realise how much school work is bombarding me. and all the best to me man. this week is gonna be damn busy. cos of pre u sem. filming the multimedia. and rene and isaac and jerrold are out. DARN. we're so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS. that's besides the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM DAMN HAPPY. HAHAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERIT FOR GRADE 8. ON THE DOT. 120/150. YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thus i am delirious. i rest my case.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2008-04-15T22:46:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-15T15:18:47Z</published>
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    <content type="html">NICE. johnsee came into class this morning. he said "you haven't been blogging". so here i am. after one whole week ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. there has been a lot going on. but i'm too lazy to type it all out. there's too much &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was the performance at VCH, then supper after that. damn funny. i got all high and crazy. oh wells. that usually happens when i don't get enough sleep. which is usually the case. which means that i'm high almost 100% of the time. eesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember what else happened. there was a lot of WOW stuff, fundraising and all. and we sold a lot of stuff. THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO BOUGHT OUR STUFF ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was council meeting yesterday. was damn uunproductive the first two hours, we couldn't get the right theme. but in the end we settled for BONDFIRE. then we decided on the souveniers and the blah blah blah stuff. it's unimportant. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. i was damn high on monday. and today. cos i didn't sleep a single second on sunday, trying to finish my econs IA. and clever me wanted to skip my sleep yesterday, but too bad. i failed. i ended up falling asleep typing halfway, lol. that's damn retarded. so that's why my brain was damn screwed up today. and me and hsin yu got damn high. like, seriously, DAMN HIGH. put both of us together and you'll get 100% noise pollution. cool eh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and THIS IS DAMN COOL. the guys are damn smart. they used my waffle machine to toast the hot dog buns. just the bread part of the bun. and the best part is, the buns are one day expired. LOL. but who cares. they taste nice ((: and if there's something wrong with it, the whole class won't be in school tomorrow. DAMN COOL. imagine the whole entire class missing from morning assembly. COOL. but the downside to that episode is the fact that i had to clean up after everybody =.= and thank goodness hsin yu helped me. OTHERWISE I'D JUST DIE. GUYS DO NOT KNOW HOW TO EAT NEATLY. AND THEY DON'T KNOW HOW TO CLEAN UP. SERIOUSLY. THEY'RE LOUSY IN THAT ASPECT. TSK .&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and PE was damn cool. we were supposed to run 2.4. but the teacher decided the whole explanation was too confusing, so he decided we didn't have to run today. so we ended up doing sit ups yay ((: AND I DID FORTY THREE. I GET AN A IF I WERE A GUY. HAHAH. and levin said i did that just so to prove that i can do it. COOL EH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we played heart attack. and i got attacked by wayren dozens of times. WHOA. he smacks DAMN HARD. so now there's this red patch on my left hand. damn nice. internal bleeding man. COOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and OMG. i feel damn accomplished. i actually left school before 6PM today. how cool is that. DAMN COOL RIGHT.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told you my brain is damn screwed up. i find the wierdest things cool. how cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was reading joyce's blog just now. and&amp;nbsp;she posted this&amp;nbsp;quite long ago:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;i dont just miss haydn, i miss sourcing for music books in the librarY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Insecurities building up to Insanity says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Insecurities building up to Insanity says:&lt;br /&gt;I MISS PLAYING RANDOM PIECES&lt;br /&gt;Insecurities building up to Insanity says:&lt;br /&gt;I MISS ARGUING ABT WHO TO SIT W GRACE&lt;br /&gt;Insecurities building up to Insanity says:&lt;br /&gt;I MISS EATING MAGGI&lt;br /&gt;Insecurities building up to Insanity says:&lt;br /&gt;I MISS SINGING MARIKITA AND IRRITATING ALL THOSE PEOPLE AS WE WALK&lt;br /&gt;Insecurities building up to Insanity says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;I MISS GOING TO BUY BUBBLE TEA AND WALKING TO THE 25 AND 55 BUS STOP&lt;br /&gt;Insecurities building up to Insanity says:&lt;br /&gt;YESSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;Insecurities building up to Insanity says:&lt;br /&gt;I MISS GETTING LOCKED UP IN SCH&lt;br /&gt;Insecurities building up to Insanity says:&lt;br /&gt;I MISS TALKING ABT SONATA FORM&lt;br /&gt;Insecurities building up to Insanity says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Insecurities building up to Insanity says:&lt;br /&gt;I MISS TALKING ABT THE SOLO INSTUMENT VS ORCHESTRA THINGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH JOYCE. i guess all the OLM miss doing all that. the escaping from school for lunch. you guys always had to smuggle me out of school cos char the policewoman's in my class and she won't let me break any school rules &amp;gt;&amp;lt; then there was the crazy times after OLM lesson when we would crash the piano until damn late. we almost get lock up in school. we would be, if the custodians don't chase us out. we sing phantom songs, POTO rocks man. BIG TIME. and we play the handbells and chimes. and the harps. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE MOST HILARIOUS PART OF THE CONVO ABOVE IS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I MISS ARGUING ABT WHO TO SIT W GRACE". LOL. nice one. but seriously. she's a ____________. i shan't say anything. it's all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and OMG. HAYDN. we hate you man. you and your stupid london symphonies. stupid symphony no. 104 in D major. EEK. DOH DOH DOH SOHHHH~~~~~~~ HAHAHAHAH. mi fa re do. motif A. repeated millions of times and modulated to A major. theme two. well, technically it's not theme two since it's monothematic. but oh wells. i shan't type music here. it's redundant ((: but i miss those times. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we form outrown choir. we compose our own harmonies on the spot while walking out of school. we sing the national anthemn with the different parts. basically, it's all of the parts except that voice. LOL. just the orchestral bits. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was listening to one-oh-four on levin's phone today. and me and him and hsin yu were like =.= HAHAH. but we still sang to the tune anyways. we're all damn sick of it. had to memorise the stupid score that's like. FREAKIN' long. and his whatever career. DAMN LAME. what early career, middle career, late career. what nonsense. i can't remember a single thing. that's damn bad. i only know he went to london twice. and he composed six symphonies each time. and they were all named the london symphonies. but 104's name is the London Symphony. oh wells. who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS OLM. I WANNA HAVE OLM LESSON EVERYDAY &amp;gt;&amp;lt;</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2008-04-04T21:22:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-04T13:22:24Z</published>
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    <content type="html">OH YAY. finally a non-slack day. WOOT. i feel so accomplished. but damn it. it was DAMN screwed up. anyone can attest to that. just ask wayren. he'll totally agreee with me. no idea why it's screwed up. it just was. dang. we just had that feeling. the intuition. the sixth sense. an insight. TSK. stupid TOK. and we are all gonna go crazy. me and erik. DARN. we're gonna explode any moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. so i shall just start right from the top. i love going in chronological order :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;johnsee came up to my class before assembly. it's becoming almost a regular thing. so now i provide him breakfast ((: the list is just gonna grow longer. first erik, then now him. erik says i provide him breakfast so that he can wake up later. PUH-LEASE. you freakin' stay in boarding &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; and i stay an hour and a half away. oh wells. i'm nice, aren't i. HAHAH. and you practically ate the entire bag of chocolates today. TSK TSK. don't blame me if your teeth decay. i seriously can open a shop up in class. cool huh. but i'm too nice. i give out free food to anyone who asks, BUT on a first come first serve basis ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom gave me a breakfast bar today. so i ate it in school. DAMN GROSS. gross as in, what healthy musli bars taste like. wheat. bleah. but it was ex. so i had to eat it &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; and erik ate a little too. HAHAHAH. and we agree that yoghurt musli bars are still the best. he said he'll give me one when he goes to the fairprice at clementi to do his grocery shopping, YAY. so it won't be me providing food this time ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and during chem lesson, i made a complete idiot out of myself. shit man. i wonder how i managed to score regular A1s in secondary for chem. i don't get shit. seriously. and levin has explained to me the different between van der waal forces and permanent dipole-dipole interactions to me so many times. THREE TIMES. and i don't get it. but i think i kinda do now. seriously. i'm like the dumbest shit in class. i don't get physics too. WTH. at least erik does. and sometimes wayren does get it too. so i can actually bug people other than levin to explain everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we did a chinese write up today. i can't say it's an essay or composition. the word requirement is too little for it to be either. but what i wrote is slightly short of the normal length of an essay. topic of consideration: 韩国泡菜. KOREAN KIM CHI. STUPID :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i spent &lt;font size="5"&gt;SIXTY-SEVEN DOLLARS AND FIFTY CENTS&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; on the physics study guide. DANG. that's damn a lot of money. haiz. thank goodness i had money with me. and so because of that i had only fifteen miserable bucks to eat my lunch and buy caleb's birthday present. SHEESH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i didn't have enough money. well, kinda. on ordinary days, it would be enough. but today, no. so i went to vivo with gerald after the PPE meeting. but before we left school gerald had his lunch. and i was like "i'm very hungry but i can't eat cos i'm broke". then gerald was like "i'll buy you lunch. you&amp;nbsp;look so hungry and poor thing" LOL. how on earth does a person look hungry =.= so he bought me lunch. and he had to go help me return my bowl when i was done. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and his he has a chauffeur. CHAUFFEUR. OH MY GOODNESS. some people are just too dang filthy rich. TSK them. so his family's chauffeur drove us to vivo. damn cool. a black, sleek car roaring down the road and the engine was really quiet. then we went to actioncity. then i was fascinated by the rubrik's cube. and he was like "oh i'll buy you a rubrik's cube". but too bad, there wasn't a 3x3. bleah. then he bought my brother's birthday card for me. i feel damn bad. he doesn't even know my bro but he's buying the card. MAN. this is embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to pageone. HAHAH. and we stayed there trying to find a book. we finally decided on one. i am happy with what i bought ((: i spent all my money. bleah. so i went home with a few cents in my wallet. haiz. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO GONNA CLAIM MONEY FROM MY MOMMA. yup yup. i love money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's PPE tomorrow. after tomorrow, it'll be OVERRRR. YAYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPE is seriously screwed up. the contact numbers in the millions-of-times finalised contact list is STILL WRONG. nice huh. and gerald contacted them and he came to the conclusion that the girl from ACS internation is a B****. DANG. and the people say they can't do the research. WTH. what kind of nonsense is this =.= so it's me and gerald doing the dirty work. NICE SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I AM SO GLAD THIS WILL ALL BE OVER TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on sunday, i'm going to ee ling's place to make waffles. then ter's caleb's birthday dinner, venue still to be decided. HAIZ. so it's a sunday gone too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and therefore i am trying to complete everything tonight. but i know it's not possible. look at what i have to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics - SHM WS; IA&lt;br /&gt;Chem - IA&lt;br /&gt;Math - WS [not top priority]&lt;br /&gt;Eng A1 - commentary on frost's poem. i think i'm gonna do After Apple Picking. TSK. since that's the only poem that i annotated. A LITTLE. and she has gone through about a third of it. and ths my mock IOP. on monday. NICE. what shit, the pursuit of happiness. i think i shall just concentrate on Siddhartha since i'm not done with Huck Finn yet.&lt;br /&gt;Chi B - some reflection on LMS. DAMN IT.&lt;br /&gt;Econs - WS [long due]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on top of that, research for PPE, and going to the supermart to buy all the stuff needed to make the waffles. and this is gonna be another money-draining activity. HAIZ. i have to go get like, sugar, flour, yeast, baking powder, condensed milk, bananas, fondue chocolate, marshmallows.oh. and not to forget the spreads. DAMN IT. how to carry. i seriously need manpower to carry all these back home. either that, or i make multiple trips to the supermart. but that's just so damn plain retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to thank XY for agreeing to help me do the chinese essay. so it's one down, and one chinese essay to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the fundraising starts on monday. it's gonna be a hectic week. full of the fundraiser and filming the multimedia for pre u sem. and more homework ((: go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i shall stop spouting nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am damn jealous of the people downstairs. they are watching les miserables. BOO HOO. i want. but cannot ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall stop being jealous and get back to my chem IA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i should.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2008-04-03T21:14:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-03T14:07:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-03T14:07:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;YAYYYY. another slack day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ECONS. NO STRAND 1 ENG A1. cos sir and madam didn't come in for lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what we did. we played Go Fish. AGAIN. i think i'm becoming tired of that game. mann. and madam gave us a commentary for homework, but no one handed it in cos we were discussing about the fund raiser. FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finally got around to discussing about the fund raiser. GOSH. HE finally started.&amp;nbsp;i think i was quite pissed with HIM. dang. don't know how it sparked off. i think it was during break when i was talking to the indon scholars and they were talking about it. cos almost every class has already started. so we're lagging behind. and erik was talking about how he doesn't wanna top up to $130/ student. oh wells. neither does any one of us want to do that erik. so we shall work together and pool together loads of cash yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dang i'm so gonna be broke buying all the stuff. haiz. stuff's done so differently here from PL. back in PL we get to claim whatever we spend. here, we pay for it. damn it. thus i declare myself broke before i even go to the supermart. i'm not complaining. it's just different. it's all a matter of getting used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you can imagine now how happy i am that we're finally doing something. seriously. putting a certain someone in charge of this is so gonna screw it up. oh wells. and in the end it was me and jesmond doing the talking. AGAIN. as usual. always. oh wells.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;come to think of it. today was kinda insignificant. nothing much happened. except for the usual 'bullying" i get from the usual bunch of guys who like to "bully" me. namely erik and julfri and vincent and stanford and levin and jesmond and darrell. man. the bottom line is GUYS ARE JUST SO CHIDISH. TSK.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and seeing johnsee in class. HAHAH. i came to school ten minutes earlier. cos i managed to get dad to leave the house earlier. so caleb reached his school at like, 6.35AM?? HAHAH. damn early. i used to, last year, when dad had to fetch gid to school in the morning too. so i miss reaching school early and sitting in the assembly area, reading my storybook til the start of assembly. i usually get at least half an hour of pure good reading time in the morning. and loads more in the afternoon after school when i go home.&amp;nbsp;i used to have LOADS AND LOADS of time last year. even though it was O's and all. no stress no nothing. except loads and loads of time. homework was quite little. and school work's easy. and now?? ZERO. i can squeeze in like, minutes here and there, but it's not fun anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can so conclude that GUYS ARE DAMN VAIN. they care about their hair A LOT. i have a mirror on my desk, and julfri's the one using it most of the time. always checking his 6-cm hair, LOL.. and erik too. his is a variation of the first. he uses the mirror in my comb to look at the reflection of his hair in the other mirror. HAHAH. applying sound use of the laws of physics, LOL. shit man. i keep on thinking school. dang. no good no good.&amp;nbsp; it's as if school has been infused and imprinted on my brain. HAIZ. anyways, i shall continue supporting my point. julfri used the moisturiser too. HAHAHAH.&amp;nbsp;damn funny. he's the only one who used it without being forced. HAHAH. i put some on jesmond's hair too. his hair is damn soft. HAHAHAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. when i was coming home, i saw SK and soph walking toward hougang mall. those guys are damn cool. i bet they were going to soph's house. SK has officially integrated into the ling family.. HAHAH. talked to them for a bit, then headed home. and then i saw gid coming out of the train station. he didn't bring his umbrella so he was waiting for mom to send one to him. LOL. good thing i saw him. so we went home together. first time since the beginning of the year. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YAY. I GOT YOU GUYS THE CHOCOLATE YOU LOVE SO MUCH. YOU GUYS HAD BETTER LOVE ME FOR THIS. I AM SPENDING MONEY ON YOU. AND TURNING MY LOCKER INTO A MINIBAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's gonna be a busy weekend. i don't know why i'm thinking about the weekend now when friday's not even here yet. i totally skipped friday. oh wells. there's gonna be that preserve planet earth conference thing on saturday. so my entire saturday is wasted in school again. ain't that a recurring pattern. and i'm gonna spend sunday morning till before dinner making waffles. or rather, trying out the recipes. haven't done them in a long while. dang. and after that, there's a dinner appointment with certain relatives to celebrate caleb's birthday. now the choice is between Jumbo Seafood Restaurant and Swenson's. i vote Swenson's. and i bet we'll go there. i think we'll spend less there than if we go to Jumbo. so effectively, my entire weekend's GONE GONE GONE. nice huh. who said weekends were meant for you to relax? it's more like "weekends are meant for you to work twice as hard to complete whatever you haven't done".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've got LOADS OF HOMEWORK TO DO. i seriously have no idea how it all accumulated. i do my work. but maybe i'm just damn slow. oh wells. here's this list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics - Simple Harmonic Motion (WS) 4.4-4.5; IA&lt;br /&gt;Chem - IA&lt;br /&gt;Math - trigo worksheets from the yearbook [i shall do them first so that i won't have to do them later ((: ]&lt;br /&gt;Eng A1 - strand 1 commentary - i don't wanna do it. i didn't even go for any lessons when the rest of the class was discussing frost. i'm SO DEAD; there's the mock IOP next monday. I AM SO SCREWED.&lt;br /&gt;Econs - worksheets; IA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL EXCEPT MATH IS DUE NEXT WEEK. the commentary was due today &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on top of that, there's preserve planet earth conference research and PRE U SEM to do. busy busy busy me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;UPDATE: no. hours slept since sunday: SEVENTEEN HOURS. eighteen more hours to complete thirty-five ((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GO ME. THE BEST IS YET TO BE :D&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2008-04-02T23:21:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-02T15:44:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-02T15:44:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">HM. today was quite slack. then again, when's a day that's never?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was chem prac. it was the most terriblest chem prac i ever went through. we had to do so damn many titrations within the period. DANG. minimum seven. LOL. and everyone knows how slow i do my titrations. and everyone was like, queueing up at the burette stands to get the solution X =.= then A LOT of stuff broke in the lab. LOL! amrullah and salma both broke something. and then cos we were super late for english, everyone was damn frantic, mario dropped the graduated flask. bestest. LOL. it's the first time i see so many things break at one go. never happened in PL before. stuff that get broken = ONLY TEST TUBES. no one dares to break a pipette or burette. too ex to pay for, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then during break i saw john see. that noog stepped on the same puddle of malt candy TWICE. dude, TWICE. not once. lousy. then he accompanied me back to class since his break ended later than mine. then i accidentally squeezed out the pantene moisturiser that was supposed to be safely kept in my locker &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; and no one wanted it so i just put it on his hair. HAHAH. and he claims that someone said he had nice-smelling hair. and he's not happy. MY GOODNESS. screwed up man. no offense ((: how can nice smelling = not good. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then levin made a startling discovery. something about chewing the biscuits and they become warmer. only for that particular brand. the one that i have in my locker. i seriously think my locker serves much better as a minibar. besides the biscuits, there was a bag of chocolates that i bought for the guys cos they said it was nice lol. i'm nice la. HAHAH. damn it. i think i'm too iinfluenced by erik's egotisticness. lol. i'm becoming damn egocentric now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't have TOK and econs cos both sirs didn't come. so me and jesmond and thasneem gatecrashed the other half of the class's TOK lesson. that was after we wandered aimlessly around the IB building for about twenty minutes when jesmond [i think] decided we should crash their class. and during econs we played Go Fish. DAMN FUN ((: we combined two decks. ther were like TEN people playing. the game took damn long. at least twenty minutes. then josh lee came over from his class. HAHAH. everyone from other classes was coming in to steal our ever efficient air conditioning &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; somehow all their air conditioners aren't working. HAHAHAH. and ours works too well. we live in a freezer at sub zero temperatures. TSK TSK. and point seven had to relocate to the comp lab cos their air con wasn't working. DAMN FUNNY. then point five and point six had their doors and windows open. such a cool sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school, there was the interact club meeting. i want out man. seriously. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i met up with nick. as usual we didn't know where to go. so we took a bus to the dover station, stared at the MRT stations board thing for damn long and argued over where to go, and finally decided that we should walk to SP to mug at the macs there. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like that place. it's damn old. sorry jo-ey for insulting your school-to-be &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; but 不喜欢 means 不喜欢. LOL. so i had macs for lunch. and nick practically finished my fries ): and they were cold. YUCK. time spent there was damn useless. accomplished CLOSE TO NOTHING. gosh. hahah. i realised that i forgot my SHM stuff already. AGAIN. i think there's a hole in my brain. the info just leaks through without my control. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUDE. we should have gone to either Vivo or PS. Vivo has carl's jr. and PS has cafe cartel. SO MUCH MORE CONDUCIVE THAN SP. and there's air conditioning. and waiters ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM ONE SPOILT BRAT - adapteed from nick the abuser.</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2008-04-02T01:29:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-01T17:43:24Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;OH MAN. i totally forgot. it was april fool's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. so happy april fool's??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i guess. and it wasn't happy at all. there weren't any tricks played. marcus decided to put the 5.2 class thing outside our classroom, someone tampered with the national anthemn so that circle of life from lion blasted through the speakers halfway through, and someone pasted a summon on the buggy. that one was the best. it&amp;nbsp; was frigging awesome and hilarious. HAHAH. got a good laugh out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just read derrick's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so damn happy for him. glad that he's pulling through this whole thing okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jo-ey, i'm glad you're looking forward to school at SP. i can't wait till 7th april when i can finally see you without having to actually travel all the way back home ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. and i'm happy about something. but i can't say it here. but i'm still happy ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should really go pack my stuff now. yup.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;going.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2008-04-02T01:11:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-01T17:29:36Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;DAMN IT. i am PISSSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am pissed at the fact that i can no longer write narratives. i used to be able to do reasonably good ones. and look what happens when i don't get to write. i lose touch with the style of writng. and there we go. i suck bad. i tried writing something during the TOK lecture today, and i gave up halfway cos i realised that i couldn't continue down that train of thought. my creative writing skills have diminished to ZERO. DAMN IT. i have to force myself to write. and probably keep a portfolio of it. i have no idea why i'm so adament at doing this. but nevermind. i shall just do it for as long as this motivation lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am pissed at the fact that i don't sleep enough. no, more&amp;nbsp; like the fact that i don't know how to control my sleeping hours. yeah. guess what. i slept on the bus. all the way to the interchange, WTH. and if i didn't wake up, the bus captain wouldn't have known i was on the bus and he would have left me inside until he has to get back on shift for another round. apparently clocking nine hours in two days is too little &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND. i am pissed at the fact that i was emo-ing in class just now. for no good reason at all. maybe i just have a sad life. one that is so filled with school work and whatsoever that i hardly have time for anything else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh wells. let's change the tone of the post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I AM HAPPY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i am happy that i managed to slack after school cos choir got cancelled. i mean, i'm not happy happy that choir got cancelled, but i'm happy that i had time to slack around. yes. and in that time period, i went to the supermart to get stuff - biscuits and chocolate to stock up. and apparently the chocolates that i gave out during campaign was "very nice" so the class asked me to buy more. so that's what i did just now. i bought one pack of chocolates. HAH. i think it's too little. oh wells. nevermind. i can always get more for you guys if you really like it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i am happy that i get the afternoon off tomorrow too. after interact. which i think i'm planning to quit. anyways, that'sbesides the point. so i get the afternoon off. i can go shop for caleb's birthday present. with either me, myself, and i; or nick; or jo-ey. if she's free. and i think she is. she's got plenty of time these days. school's starting soon for her. probably in a week or so. or there's another choice. the BLG. yeah. maybe. i still have no idea what to get for him. HM. VERY DIFFICULT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh wells.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i decided that i didn't wanna write out the commentary today, so i'm gonna wake up at 5AM tomorrow to print it out and bring to school to copy it out on foolscap. because i know that if i don't do that, there would be too much nonsense inthe current copy of the commentary. yes. so i should do that. yup.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there's Preserve Planet Earth conference on saturday. damn it. i still haven't done any research yet. not much. oh wells. i have a feeling it's gonna be a repeat of YLS. in a much more&amp;nbsp;informal manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should go. i wannna emo again. i guess XY is right. emo-ness is a cycle. it gets passed from one person to another and always comes back to it's origin. i guess my turn hasn't exactly been over yet. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. one more thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;DERRICK DON'T BE SAD, KAY. WE WILL STILL LOVE YOU NO MATTER WHAT ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i was emo-ing on his behalf. oh wells. i shall be happy for him. YAYYYY. jiayan is happy ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night. i'm high. and i'll probably be too tomorrow. or maybe not. it's gonna be either of these two cases: very high, or very dead. personally i'd prefer to be high. i don't know why but i'd rather be high than dead. i don't absorb anything when i'm dead. and i waste my time in school. and everything will be so dull and bleak and demure. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go read pendragon ((:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2008-03-31T21:30:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-31T14:06:00Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;school. pretty much slack. as usual. physics = no lesson cos sir didn't feel like teaching. eng = no lesson cos sir had to go for cricket finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and DANG. we're pretty much screwed for pre u sem. rene and jerrold and isaac might not be coming along with us. cos of their WSC finals. WORLD SCHOLARS CUP. WTH. smart asses. haiz. thank goodness lloyd decided to be loyal to us. otherwise we might only be left with 6 people. a&amp;nbsp; team comprising of certain dudes who aren't doing anything to help. DEADY DEAD DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, YAYYYY. i'm happy. finally met up with XY, joyce and fio. AFTER GOODNESS KNOWS HOW LONG. didn't get to see them on sat when they went for fun-o-rama. COS I WAS STUCK IN SCHOOL YLS-ING. DARN. NO FAIR NO FAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. at least we all got updated about each other's lives. only joyce claimed that she didn't have anything to share. TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS LOADS. AND I AM MISSING YOU GUYS TERRIBLY AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;and XY. can you please top emo-ing. do not think about the whole saga between you and HE-WHO-SHAN'T-BE-NAMED. seriously. it's not worth&amp;nbsp;fretting over. and getting all worked up over this nonsense. just be yourself and divert your attention somewhere else. like your beloved history, and USSS. the BLG who will love you forever and ever, and will hate HEWHOSHAN'TBENAMED if anything happened to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the rest of you, i shall be happy that our free times clashed with each other's. so we could go high at cartel. HAHAH. and com-whoring was cool. though only XY and i were the only ones who were actually INTO the cam-whoring mood. and we spent MONEY MONEY MONEY ((: but nevermind, cartel food is cheap and good. do i hear a unanimous roar in agreement??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we should do this MOREEE. and hilary had better come out from wherever she's hiding. &lt;font size="7"&gt;不见踪影&lt;/font&gt;. nice cool phrase huh. and contrary to popular opinion, my chinese standard is not that "gone case"-d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss mugging at cafe cartel with derrick. and soph. and sk. and sometimes ken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the OLM-ers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss PL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss PL's slack way of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss being able to just listen in class and not study a single bit at home and still do well academically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i just miss slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. and i think it's getting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss OLM lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss mr ng. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the phantom-highness after lessons. when we always sing and play the songs on the piano, chimes, and harps. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss escaping from the "police woman" aka char to have lunch with the other OLM-ers outside school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss analysing music the OLM way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the concerts that we always go to. just specially for the OLM-ers. the frequent visits to NUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&amp;nbsp; i have someone nagging at me that i'm ignoring him on MSN. -POKE- i avenge my own body thank youvery much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i shall go now. though i bet i could continue that list. all the way down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yeah. one more thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;ALL THE BEST DERRICK FOR TOMORROW. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;I SHALL BE ROOTING FROM YOU IN DOVER. HAHAH. AND BE HAPPY WHATEVER THE RESULTS. WE'LL ALL BE PROUD OF YOU COS WE SEE YOU PUTTING IN SO MUCH EFFORT INTO CAMPAIGNING, YOU POOR TEDDY ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i'm in the "derrick looks like a teddy bear" club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO DERRICK GAN. YOU CAN DO THIS. IT'S THE LAST LAP.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>belcante @ 2008-03-31T01:39:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-30T17:48:57Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;DAMN IT. i'm too awake.&amp;nbsp;i slept for half an hour while trying to do the freakin' SHM worksheet. and dang, i still don't get it. i did three questions out of ten, and&amp;nbsp; i realise that i don't know how to do the rest. tell me someone, how i'm supposed topass my midyears at this rate. DARN. I GIVE UP ON PHYSICS. or rather, just on SHM. i shall try figuring it out when i mug with nick tomorrow &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and DAMN IT. i know i'll be sleepy in the morning tomorrow, but i still can't get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and DANG. there's pre u sem tomorrow. henry just sms-ed us. EEEK. the report side of it hasn't done anything. oh wells. let's see what's the progress with the multimedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is SO GOOD. i am so not gonna meet my target of 35 hours of sleep this week if i keep this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go pack my stuff for tomorrow now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY ONE = 3.5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE SHIT.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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