<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656</id><updated>2011-07-30T10:58:36.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm THAT girl!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-1845414881926237794</id><published>2009-11-27T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T20:15:32.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh I really pity the real composer of Romanza/Jeux Interdis. The song is so beautiful but a pity it doesn't belongs to anyone. 6 composers claimed that it was them who composed it. Maybe the original composer did not want to invest in any copyright. Oh gosh, Divya is mad ._. She made me listen to screamo songs and I have no idea what are they saying ._. No musical rhythm. They're just screaming into the microphone trying to burst my eardrums. And she just showed me the picture of her guy whom I call, a gangster, hanged my computer -.- And he has snakebite. Sadly I don't go for ppl who are like that. LMAO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 lessons later on plus meeting Charmaine and ACCOMPANY her. Argh I want to stay at home badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-1845414881926237794?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/1845414881926237794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=1845414881926237794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/1845414881926237794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/1845414881926237794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-i-really-pity-real-composer-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-7667962684715535555</id><published>2009-11-26T19:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T19:19:58.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YB last episode is finally out! But no eng sub. So I skip all the way to the last part. Oh soo touching I almost cried. TK was singing at the stage there and he finally found GMN among his fans and he walk towards her and gave her a hug. Then he said to GMN "Saranghae"  After that he finally gave her the star neckalace yay! So fast end alr ): I miss SW and Jeremy for brighting up my days!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-7667962684715535555?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/7667962684715535555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=7667962684715535555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/7667962684715535555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/7667962684715535555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/11/yb-last-episode-is-finally-out-but-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-3977215426686598636</id><published>2009-11-26T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T06:17:35.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg YB is airing its LAST EPISODE in Korea NOWW!!!! I can't wait for tmr. Epi 15 quite sad siah ): Yhy fainted. Argh I hate life manz so sian ): My neighbour damn show off can. Okay I'm not trying to judge other ppl so I'm just gonna say facts. The son got damn high for psle go show off around. Then she suddenly come my house and ask me to lend her for my last year psle secondary school book just after I finish bathing -.- I wrecked my whole house to find that book for her. I mean for her son. Damn dusty. Didn't touch it for one whole year. Her son is so, nvm I shouldn't say bad about other ppl seriously :] Argh cause of that I'm sweating like mad and must bathe again. Nvm shouldn't waste my time saying stuff which makes me annoyed. Scarely I say bad again =D Argh damn it my father jazz music is pissing me off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-3977215426686598636?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/3977215426686598636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=3977215426686598636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3977215426686598636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3977215426686598636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/11/omg-yb-is-airing-its-last-episode-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-2247692710741574364</id><published>2009-11-25T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:20:36.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH YESH!!! The long awaited episode 15 is finally out! Damn sad luh ): But the subtitles are in chinese -.- But nvm can improve my chinese. The quality surprisingly damn good. Okay the video has finished buffering. I shall go back bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-2247692710741574364?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/2247692710741574364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=2247692710741574364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/2247692710741574364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/2247692710741574364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-yesh-long-awaited-episode-15-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-5988344972224459327</id><published>2009-11-25T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T05:58:10.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh just awhile ago I was so high about stupid pronouncation of words which totally amazed me. I was so easily amazed -.- I'm suddenly feeling so sour now. I feel like going offline and go somewhere to stone ._. 15 mins ago I was busy msging and msn-ing and ironically I feel like ignoring all my msges now. I suddenly have the urge to go rescue my facebook page. Its totally screwed up. But I am super lazy. I shall plan a day to post alot of pictures. Oh Rachel Tan thanks for being my insomnia companion. I don't mind hearing your long angry rants because they'll be able to make me fall asleep. Argh I don't feel like doing anything now except stoning. Bye. Talk to me only if you have a sad song to recommend. I desperately need it now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-5988344972224459327?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5988344972224459327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=5988344972224459327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/5988344972224459327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/5988344972224459327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/11/gosh-just-awhile-ago-i-was-so-high.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-1752220653659528579</id><published>2009-11-24T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T04:35:51.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay finished revision for next year's maths test on the first week of school!! Also finished watching YB. So I watched this film. Which made me have a phobia of marriage O: It was about this married couple. At first the husband treat the wife damn freaking well. But one day the wife's friend came to their house. Then the bitch friend of hers went to seduce the husband. Then from then the husband ill-treated the wife &gt;:[ But the wife still loved her husband as much as she can and sacrificed alot for him. One day the wife finally found out their affair. But she was damn traumatized and sadded ): But she told his husband that as long as he doesn't leave her she doesn't mind. But that stupid bitch kept persuading the husband to divorce her. So they were divorced. Omg that idiot bastard left his wife for another woman. So heartless &gt;:@ The wife soon had no place to live and she wandered around the streets begging for money(she was in this state because she gave up her job for her husband). Then she had no choice but to commit suicide T__T !@#$%^&amp;* Only then the husband regretted of what he had done. Gosh I feel so sad siah. The woman so unlucky to have met this kind of man. Okay the more I talk about it the more frustrated I am. I can't believe I'm watching this kinda stuff. I becoming so auntie alr. Jeremy very poor thing also ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel upset about things that are right in my face but they're not in my favour. I feel that its really unfair. Its turning upside down. I feel so stupid being upset about these. My mind and soul just won't listen to me. What should I do? I feel so unwanted. What did I do to deserve all these? And you, might think I'm too emotional but have you ever put yourself in my shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this from a book -&gt; If you judge people, you have no time to get to love them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-1752220653659528579?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/1752220653659528579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=1752220653659528579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/1752220653659528579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/1752220653659528579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-finished-watching-yb.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-1097390757670684879</id><published>2009-11-23T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T02:06:01.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why am I so vulnerable that you keep taking advantages of me? I might not be always trying to act like someone who is perfect because I'm not a hypocrite. You might not know one day I might be so scary that you'll faint. I do not want to see your face anymore. Fyi I do not hate you but I just have a feeling of dislike towards your character and what you did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh Shin Woo damn poor thing can. Like me ): ok kidding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-1097390757670684879?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/1097390757670684879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=1097390757670684879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/1097390757670684879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/1097390757670684879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-am-i-so-vulnerable-that-you-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-4501906803527577304</id><published>2009-11-22T17:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T17:28:15.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn it. I downloaded some applications to my phone just now. Suddenly got this thing popped out, "This is to confirm that you're 17 years old and above." Then I just clicked ok. After downloading I went to play with all my applications. !@#$%^&amp; that stupid application damn sick!! Gosh, I wonder how they manage to sell it at the itunes store siah. I totally got traumatized by it. I've never seen something so disgustingly sick in my whole life before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, today damn busy. No time to watch yb ): My dad is on leave today. So irritating. I wonder how am I gonna survive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-4501906803527577304?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4501906803527577304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=4501906803527577304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/4501906803527577304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/4501906803527577304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/11/damn-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-8251062693357147531</id><published>2009-11-21T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T04:54:16.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ouch!! I got pricked by a stupid cactus. My finger is bleeding and I'm typing with one hand. I didn't know it was so sharp as first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay I gave up on grieving over my deleted dota maps. Cause I spend most of my time watching dramas. Omg Tae Kyung so hott I love his character((: I WANT HONG KI'S HAIR!! Aww so sweeettt :D Awesomely cutee. I was so tired just now from lessons and my dad refused to fetch me home so had to take bus. I almost fainted and I thought I saw Tae Kyung. I was like OMG OMG OMG. After awhile he was not there D: I still remembered Maria told me she thought she saw G-dragon in the bus after her third lang. LMAO. I want to see Tae Kyung. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall continue watching and stop blogging cause I'm typing so slowly. I'm gonna close my msn soon so no need talk anymore. Ouchh screw the cactus. It is bloody right in front of my face now. And I can't play piano anymore D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I made alot of mistakes. I'm not grieving over them. I should be happy that I realise them and not to continue making them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-8251062693357147531?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8251062693357147531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=8251062693357147531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8251062693357147531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8251062693357147531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/11/ouch-i-got-pricked-by-stupid-cactus.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-5894552621571667717</id><published>2009-11-20T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T07:02:09.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just finished this book. Really meaningful. Made me realise alot of things. It just made my day. It boosted my confidence :] I want to be a changed person (: Change perspective of things. But sometimes it just slips my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed music bank today ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh everyone is scolding me for not replying tags T__T But I seriously think having a cbox is a lame thing. I hate the blogskin. I wanna put something plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I go string concert tmr? Many people has been asking me to go. Or maybe I should stay home cause of stupid cramps. Got bitten by stupid Rachel for not going. Pain eh! -.- I should get my revenge very soon. I'm crazy over dramas. But the stupid website stopped halfway and say need to wait for an hour to continue and said must pay money to continue -.- Annoying pig.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-5894552621571667717?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5894552621571667717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=5894552621571667717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/5894552621571667717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/5894552621571667717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-just-finished-this-book.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-730383361642335608</id><published>2009-11-18T18:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T18:19:12.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh having tuition again later. JY called to wake me up. Followed by maria. Followed by catherine. Hahahaha then I can't go back to sleep anymore so tired. I don't want the 3 hr tuition ): But going shopping later. I want to recut my hair!!! :@ But if cut alr will worsen it. Might as well cut botak better -.- My mood is feeling so sour. Bleh. I haven't been saving up yet. In fact has been spending -.- But later when I'm going shopping it'll be using my mum's monehh hahahah. Oh shyt, my phone just turned off by itself. So irritating. Its new and its already like that. I know Iphones spoils easily. Maybe I'll wait for 6 months and get another new one xD Okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-730383361642335608?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/730383361642335608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=730383361642335608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/730383361642335608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/730383361642335608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/11/argh-having-tuition-again-later.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-5769138934396568558</id><published>2009-11-17T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T06:29:23.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gonna buy books on fri FOR SAMANTHA LIM's sake. Hahahaha. Popular save $5. Ohoh, if have membership card can save like about $10!!!!! So I bought some from popular already to save. I sound like some cheapskate person now hahaha. Bookshop cheat money. But files must buy from there. From today onwards I'm going on a saving spree. I'm seriously in need of money. My mum is depriving me of everything. I want to go to work badly ): Or maybe I shall skip lunch then can save up. Shall skip recess also. And I've calculated. I can buy a macbook if I continue saving up. I've to say that its gonna be my mum's fault if I die of hunger in order to save up money. I want a macbook badly. OH YEAH before I forgets. ANABEL ONG JINGWEN AND MA KEIKIU BOTH OF YOU OWE ME MORE THAN $20 BUCKS!!!!!! I'm gonna add in interest, service tax and gst if yall don't return in time! Oh yeah thank you Anabel I'm really grateful to you for paying me $30 buck the other day both of you go settle it on your own. I just realised I owed Maria $1.50 for some stupid newspaper thing which she helped me pay Nadiah. Okay I shall find a day to go return to her cause I can't stand it when I owe people monehh. (Pls be a good friend and a kind-hearted soul don't add in interest tax yeah (: ) Oh yeah so fed-up with the newspaper thing. We paid $7.50 for it and I heard other classes paying only $1.50 for it!!! $5 dollars difference. Yay almost done with the holiday homeworks!! -delighted- Melissa's birthday is on Thursday?! Omg so many people's birthday coming up ): Gonna burn a hole in my pocket T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Of Warcraft compact disc cost $64.45!!!!! O: OMG I got 2012 movie on my phone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg slept like a pig today. My mum kept waking me up but I just continued sleeping so she totally gave up. And I'm having flu ): Slept so much today and I have a feeling I won't be able to sleep tonight. Maybe I shall spend the time ironing my $50 note okay kidding I'm being lame now. I shall go read. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-5769138934396568558?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5769138934396568558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=5769138934396568558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/5769138934396568558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/5769138934396568558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/11/gonna-buy-books-on-fri-for-samantha.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-6271913172767481373</id><published>2009-11-14T00:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T01:05:24.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had my first music theory lesson in more than 4 years today. Wow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt my lesson from yesterday's super heavy rain so, bought a $32 dollar SNAKE SKIN cover for my iphone. Didn't know it was snake skin until I saw the receipt. Omg the cover stinks like mad. It produced some really creepy smell which makes me wanna puke. I can even smell it even when I put it 2 metres away from me. I really hope the smell would go away soon. Maybe tonight when I sleep with my phone I'll remove the stinky cover. Or I'll have a nightmare about snakes trying to catch me. Saw alot of people. Saw Anisah, she said hi so loudly hahahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, I'm feeling soo cold when the air-con is off and the windows are closed plus I'm wearing a sweater. I guess I'm gonna fall sick ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria, your phone fell into toilet bowl is it?!?! Or you ate it up?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to think that Gunbound is lame. Argh warcraft got some problem now I played World Of Warcraft yesterday and totally gave up. Eugenia asked me to play this game and it was super stupid. Except that it was kinda cute. Someone recommend me a nice action game to play!!! Okay maybe I shall watch You're Beautiful episode 10 now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-6271913172767481373?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6271913172767481373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=6271913172767481373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6271913172767481373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6271913172767481373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-had-my-first-music-theory-lesson-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-258326904963643053</id><published>2009-11-13T02:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T02:52:12.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 13th Lucky Friday!! I was actually posting at 1 yesterday but my mum turned off the computer switch. But nvm. Hope all of you will meet up with the 'fortunate' stuff you can ever imagine! Haha kidding I'm not so mean. Anyway, rushed home to watch music bank. 2PM just finished their heartbeat song and I hope they'll top the chart today! I'm so addicted to their new songs they made my day! Argh woke up late today. Went for band. The first thing when I was walking into the school, I got a shock by some stupid laughter. It totally pierced the serenity of the peaceful morning. Then when I looked up it was JY -.- and gang. LMAO. They were mocking me &gt;:[ JY said my hair reminds her of some retarded guy in some stupid hongkong comedy show. Whatthehell. Argh its all my mum's fault she said short hair more convenient and she don't care about my feelings ): Omg she so irritating siah. I rather wear a wig ): Raining so heavily today. My phone got wet O: Hope it won't spoil. Otherwise my heart will really break. Heartbreaker. HAHAHAHA. Argh I seriously don't like my hair &gt;:@ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear SHINee's ringdingdong on music bank. Bye. I really hope 2PM will top the chart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-258326904963643053?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/258326904963643053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=258326904963643053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/258326904963643053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/258326904963643053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-13th-lucky-friday-i-was-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-1126024813588433312</id><published>2009-11-10T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:33:22.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, went out, walked and walked and walked. So tiring. Went for a haircut. Yay now its not so layered but I look like a zombie. I don't even dare to look at myself. Could not sleep at night. So I decided to do something useful like packing my room. So, I packed my room for the FIRST TIME. I didn't know my room was so dusty and I was sneezing while cleaning. When I was packing, I actually found a file. Inside the file were actually notes(notes that we passed around during lessons in the beginning of the year). I was laughing like mad when I found a note Jiayin passed me during chinese lesson, "Princess Janice promotes you to be her toilet cleaner! (Inside joke)" HAHAHAHA. Then I actually got pissed. Hahaha. And another note I found, it was the 'h1n1' note. Ubber funny. And those days they kept making fun of me and stuff. Ohoh, and someone which I couldn't figure out her handwriting wrote about the milo dinoursaur volcanic incident. LMAO. I didn't know I kept so many notes. Some of them made me quite sad actually. I threw all of them ytd. Haha. Now my room is ubber clean for the FIRST TIME. I hope my efforts won't go into the drain after a few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's gonna super boring I'm totally grounded ): Ohoh, good news, the newest mirror of the dota map is finally downloaded after many many weeks!! Okay so I'm gonna play now. And kill monsters. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-1126024813588433312?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/1126024813588433312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=1126024813588433312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/1126024813588433312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/1126024813588433312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/11/yesterday-went-out-walked-and-walked.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-9003284797828170944</id><published>2009-11-08T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T06:00:05.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amanda has been bugging me for a really long time to this quiz, since I'm waiting all the videos and applications to download into my phone, I shall do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. Q: Will you give up halfway during this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;    A: That really depends if the questions are annoying me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2. Q: When was the first text you received today?&lt;br /&gt;    A: Uhm, wait let me check. Err...2.47 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3. Q: Who was the first person you talked to in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;    A: My dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4. Q: What was the first thing you did in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;    A: Bought groceries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5. Q: Describe your afternoon&lt;br /&gt;    A: Uhm, hot and stuffy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 6. Q: What is the activity you are planning to do after this?&lt;br /&gt;    A: Read or study?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 7. Q: Describe your current mood&lt;br /&gt;    A: Neutral &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 8. Q: Who was the first person who pissed you off today?&lt;br /&gt;    A: My mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 9. Q: How did you react to him/her&lt;br /&gt;    A: Just stoned at her and gave a daze look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 10. Q: What was the liquid you drank last?&lt;br /&gt;     A: Orange juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 11. Q: What and who did you dream of last night?&lt;br /&gt;     A: As far as I remember, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 12. Q: What and who did you dream of the night before yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;     A: I don't remember because I don't use my brain to store this kind of &lt;br /&gt;        information. Yupp.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 13. Q: Who was the person who texted you last?&lt;br /&gt;     A: Sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 14. Q: Are you in a relationship with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;     A: Uhm, what kind of relationship? My relationship with her is a friend kind of &lt;br /&gt;        relationship NOT the relationship you might be thinking of -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 15. Q: What did he/she say in the message?&lt;br /&gt;     A: I'm an innocent MASSAGER xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 16. Q: Describe your first kiss&lt;br /&gt;     A: Dude, my first kiss is still with me o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 17. Q: When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;     A: 2 days ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 18. Q: How did it feel?&lt;br /&gt;     A: Miserable. Of course. If not what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 19. Q: What are you looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;     A: Maria Boey's wedding. HAHAHAHA joke joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 20. Q: When will it happen?&lt;br /&gt;     A: Huh? Ask God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 21. Q: What is your dream occupation?&lt;br /&gt;     A: A hot shot criminal lawyer fighting for justice HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 22. Q: What is your meaning of life?&lt;br /&gt;     A: What a cheem question. Uhm, live life to the fullest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 23. Q: If you see a beggar without clothes/naked and he suddenly came to you and &lt;br /&gt;        asked you for money, will you give him?&lt;br /&gt;     A: Yup, I'm kind -ego- Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 24. Q: Who is your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;     A: I treat my friends equally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 25. Q: When did you first met him/her?&lt;br /&gt;     A: ( See the answer of the question above )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 26. Q: Will you fall in love with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;     A: How many times must I repeat myself?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 27. Q: What is your current music?&lt;br /&gt;     A: SHINee-ringdingdong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 28. Q: What feeling does it give you?&lt;br /&gt;     A: Uhm, I dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 29. Q: If you were given a choice to learn something new, what will it be?&lt;br /&gt;     A: Magic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 30. Q: Chocolate or vanilla?&lt;br /&gt;     A: Both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 31. Q: Pen or pencil?&lt;br /&gt;     A: Depends where will I be writing on&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 32. Q: Music or art?&lt;br /&gt;     A: Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 32. Q: Making love or sex?&lt;br /&gt;     A: Huh? Isn't it the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 33. Q: If you met your ex on the streets, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;     A: Slap him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 34. Q: If your enemy steals your ex, how would you feel?&lt;br /&gt;     A: I don't have any enemies. I don't hate anyone only maybe a little of a                &lt;br /&gt;        dislike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 35. Q: What are you afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;     A: As long as my conscience is clear, I'm not afraid of anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 36. Q: If one day, you found yourself sleepwalking into a cemetery, what will    &lt;br /&gt;        you do?&lt;br /&gt;     A: I would quickly runaway. Duh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 37. Q: If you found out that you had a terminal illness and is going to die in six &lt;br /&gt;        months, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;     A: I would spend the last moments with all my friends and my parents. And try to   &lt;br /&gt;        help as many people as I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 38. Q: What do you crave for?&lt;br /&gt;     A: Being a person who can fight for justice ( Yah I know it sounds funny )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 39. Q: Do you feel that you have changed from last month to this month?&lt;br /&gt;     A: Uhm, yah I feel that I look alot of things in a different perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 40. Q: What will you do in order to make sure you achieve your dream?&lt;br /&gt;     A: I'm willing to do anything or pay any price in order to achieve my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==============================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I had enough of this stupid lame quiz. There are alot of questions more to go so I stopped at q40. I guessed all the things have been downloaded into my phone. Okay gonna play games now bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-9003284797828170944?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/9003284797828170944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=9003284797828170944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/9003284797828170944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/9003284797828170944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/11/amanda-has-been-bugging-me-for-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-1211941342413525513</id><published>2009-11-07T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T22:53:55.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So annoying. My mum and bro are aruguing/debating about some stupid investment stuff. And my father joined in. They began to shout and I asked them to keep quiet and they dragged me into the convo. So irritating. I didn't even know what cheem stuff they were freaking talking about. But I can sneak to the comp and my mum didn't even notice. Muahahaha. They had been debating for so long. And I just heard the word 'unfair' whattheheck. Now they changed the topic to some economic stuff. Sigh okay I'm trying to install Gunz. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-1211941342413525513?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/1211941342413525513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=1211941342413525513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/1211941342413525513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/1211941342413525513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-annoying.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-180831060909880216</id><published>2009-11-06T05:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T05:29:11.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love Park Bom's You And I. Anyway, watched music bank just now. SHINee topped the charts again. YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-180831060909880216?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/180831060909880216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=180831060909880216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/180831060909880216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/180831060909880216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-park-boms-you-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-3996656858642669801</id><published>2009-11-05T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T05:18:27.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Never been blogging much haha. Cause nth to blog about. Went out to watch 500 days of summer with chantal. So boringg. Waste money. So I went to borrow alot of books to read. I read the whole book today yay. Oh chantal, sorry for pangseh-ing you cause I was in a hurry ): I want to go out and earn money. And not be dependent on my parents for money. Because the feeling of being dependent is horrible. And when I feel that I owe my parents alot. I want to get a job so I can spend money with ease and pay my parents what I owe them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night I turned off the blasting music and stared at the air for 2 hours. I was thinking. About alot of things. I realised that I was plain stupid. I shouldn't have always been so bad tempered and impulsive. I will try to cool down whenever something happens. To avoid hurting other people. I must be able to accept what others say. The world is unfair. I must be able to accept the fact. Some people who are plain wicked just get everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is God why is this world so unfair?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-3996656858642669801?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/3996656858642669801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=3996656858642669801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3996656858642669801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3996656858642669801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/11/never-been-blogging-much-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-3320029711676495424</id><published>2009-11-01T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T02:49:19.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupid bitch do you know that everyone have their own limits you !@#$%^ !@#$%^&amp; mother !@#$%^&amp;. You made me lose my temper. I hope I won't get to see your BEAUTIFUL yellow face next year. You want me to be a hypocrite or what. One of my favourite fruits WAS banana but now because of you I HATE BANANAS because its colour reminds you. Since you're so old go home and sleep don't be so wuliao. What you've done shows that you have a really low iq and do not think of how others feel you !@#$%^&amp;* I loveD chocolate especially chocolate ice cream but because of you I HATE CHOCOLATE ESPECIALLY CHOCOLATE ICECREAM. PLS SUE ME IF YOU THINK THIS FREAGGING POST REFERS TO YOU because if you think that I'm scolding you now you know you've done something really wrong so I will do this to you. What do you want me do f*^%#@! do you !@#$%^&amp; asshole stupid b!@#$  BOTH OF YOU RUINED MY HOLIDAY. YOU RUINED MY CLOSEST FRIEND's LIFE YOU TORE AWAY RELATIONSHIPS YOU TOOK AWAY THOSE FRIENSHIPS WHICH I TREASURE AND IS IMPORTANT TO ME I HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE YOU. I DONT CARE IF THE WORD HATE IS TOO STRONG BECAUSE I DISLIKE YOU UNTIL I CANT DISLIKE YOU ANYMORE SO I CANT FIND ANY WORD TO REPLACE IT. Sorry, I mean BOTH OF YOU. YOU WANNA GET ME INTO TROUBLES?! FINE. MY CONSICENCE IS FUCKING CRYSTAL CLEAR YOU MAY EVEN BRING ME INTO POLICE STATION IF YOU HAVE THE TIME. BOTH OF YOU TOOK AWAY MY FREEDOM AND PEACE. EVERYTIME WHEN I SEE YOU I TRY TO SMILE AND DO YOU KNOW HOW PAINFUL IT IS? I HAVE BEGAN TO FORGIVE AND FORGET BUT NOW, YOU ARE DOING THIS. CAN YOU FUCKING TELL ME WHAT's FUCKING WRONG WITH THE BOTH OF YOU OR MAYBE EVEN THE GROUP OF YOU?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! PLEASE I BEG YOU TO TELL MEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I AM TRYING TO CONTROL MY TEMPER AND TRYING TO KEEP COOL BUT BECAUSE OF YOU I AM ACTING LIKE THIS. LIKE A POSSESSED DEMON. YOU COCKEYED BITCH. PLEASE GO FOR A LASER SURGERY IF YOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT IS RIGHT AND WRONG. IF YOU ARE SOO FREE GO AND DO SOMETHING BETTER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI: I seriously think that the perfume you wear sucks to the core. It will chase everyone away. I rather smell a pile of rubbish dump then to go near you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the close/good friend of mine : I'm sorry although this is not our fault. This world is unfair I know. If your parents chase you out you can always come to me. Or we can run away together and go to a place where there is freedom. Where those people cannot catch us....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-3320029711676495424?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/3320029711676495424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=3320029711676495424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3320029711676495424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3320029711676495424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/11/stupid-bitch-do-you-know-that-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-6713620841497082453</id><published>2009-10-31T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T00:16:48.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a super weird dream. I dreamt that I got into YS. It felt super weird there. Then I saw Rachel and Benjamin. And everyone was staring at me with the alien stare. Then I stared back. Wanted to hid my face. Then for I dunno what reason I screamed then I woke up. LMAO. I was actually supposed to go for last month's audition. But I chose the Jan/Feb's one because I had no time last month. Partially cause of exams. So I didn't have the time to practise my violin and it might sound horrible and I get horrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to church RELUCTANTLY today. I told my mum that today was the last time I would be going because I really dread going there. And I don't see any reason. I'm beginning to lose faith and in fact I am already losing it. So what's the point? I don't feel the presence of God ): This is so sadd T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are gonna be real boring. Computer no more then 1 hr and I can only extend it when I study. Plus I don't exactly understand those maths and I feel really helpless. And whenever I tell my mum that I don't understand those sums she only know how to say, " Teach yourself " Whatthehell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go to Faith's house and play cello hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-6713620841497082453?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6713620841497082453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=6713620841497082453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6713620841497082453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6713620841497082453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-had-super-weird-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-2173975533781981795</id><published>2009-10-31T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T03:45:04.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay happy halloween! (: Its raining and the sky looks so scary. Supposed to go party at Shermaine's but my mum asked me to stay at home because of ytd's stupid tpc. So I'm grounded ): That's super sad. Nvm she'll send many many pictures to me! Okay I need to study now so bye. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-2173975533781981795?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/2173975533781981795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=2173975533781981795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/2173975533781981795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/2173975533781981795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/10/yay-happy-halloween-its-raining-and-sky.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-8450235245076595757</id><published>2009-10-29T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T20:41:00.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TPC sucked big time. My mum was nagging at me even before it started. Met Mr Ng. Omg so sickening. He told my mum that I'm influenced by ppl and stuff. Wtf. And my mum shouted at me infront of all the teachers. How great was that. He told her that I have to learn how to say NO and must have a right of my own. And to ignore ppl when ppl talk to me during lessons. He sounded like I was such a winnie -.- And he said I was a good girl and asked me not to follow what the classmates do. LOL that's like super funny. Sigh...everyday only 1 hr of computer whattheheck?! Means no more dota )): I wonder when I can play my dota again...I really miss it alot. Mum forced me to study once I stepped into my house. I want freedomm ): And from now wherever I go must call my mum to inform her. Walao what she think I will do? Run away to Malaysia or what. Sigh. This is so annoying. Me and maria share the same fate )): Omg the thunder broke my heart. O:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-8450235245076595757?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8450235245076595757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=8450235245076595757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8450235245076595757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8450235245076595757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/10/tpc-sucked-big-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-5851753817776650621</id><published>2009-10-29T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T04:48:46.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of school today. Will miss Ms Ng who wil be leaving the school. ): All the best for everything later on. No need to miss us monsters. Tmr is shitty TPC. Rachell so scared hahaha. But there is nothing to be scared off. I did what the teachers wanted blah blah blah and if they are gonna complain I will make sure I'm not gonna let them do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went pt in the morning with zhengyi they all. After that went for morning assembly. Took super longgg. I went to get something from the class locker after that so I came to class early. Guess what, I just realised that we usually took more than 14 minutes just to go to class from the assembly ground. I started counting when I reached and stopped when the first person stepped into the class. And the last person took another 5 mins. Hahahaha. Wow. Then helped at carnival. Damn slack. Helped carry tables and chairs. Someone had a great idea of pasting a poster on me but I found it ridiculous later on so I tore it off. Went to office to get masking tape to paste something for the tables but in the end they don't need it -.- So I went to paste on myself hahahahahaha. Ohoh just realised that masking tape was water proof whattheheck. Sold cards for Rachell. My first customer was the drink stall auntie. I told her if she buy from us the 5 of us will buy a drink from her. Then she bought 2. Haha so generous. 5 of us kept begging ppl to buy from us. I remembered there was this really nice sec 3 who bought from us out of sympathy. Hahahahaha. She said we so poor thing so she bought. And gave me 5 cent tip. LOL. Then ppl were bugging us to buy too. That rich rich maria bought something each time when ppl bugged her for a long long time. And she bought alot from 2/7 they all man. Wow so filthy rich. Hahahahaha. I also bought quite a number of things until I officially went broke. Hahahahaha. Our class made alot of profits man. Yay. Went back to class for operation clean up. At first I took the puny rag and didn't dare to dirty my hands while cleaning haha. But after awhile I just clean all the tables and my hands were super filthy but I didn't really care. I even dipped my hand into the pail of dirty water. Ohoh and the stupid fan took us 10 yrs for us to get it open. Me and Rachel were struggling like shit. And Peiyi helped us open it just in a minute. After that all of us were super dirty and were coughing in the dust. And I went to pour the heavy dirty pail away. It was dripping onto my pinafore and I was soon drenched with dirty water. Took class photo at the pond there before we were dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a really long long year but it seemed really short. So many things have happened and we managed to pull it off. I really really really hope we will be more harmonized next year haha. And also be more grown up and mature. Also know how to differentiate who is true and who is not. Of course most importantly, improve our results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha okay enough bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-5851753817776650621?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5851753817776650621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=5851753817776650621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/5851753817776650621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/5851753817776650621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-day-of-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-8379553012422595458</id><published>2009-10-28T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T05:07:02.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg my patience is getting thin. Faith just passed me this evil game called unfair platformer which is sooo hard to survive. She died 60 TIMES before she finished level one omg. I passed this stupid mountain FINALLY then I was super happy. After that got another trap there. Nvm I'm determined to finish it. And Faith stopped at lev 4 I shall beat her. This game might as well be called as the patient test. Everytime I die and restart the thing all I could do was to say fck and feel helpless -.- Oh Shit I died again!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-8379553012422595458?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8379553012422595458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=8379553012422595458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8379553012422595458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8379553012422595458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/10/omg-my-patience-is-getting-thin.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-6996863382498556844</id><published>2009-10-26T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:06:49.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! I'm Maria (:&lt;br /&gt;I helping the lazy Yauting to post ,(please luh , everyone has better things to do , eg SWEEPING THE FLOOR ) I am super determined to steal her DONGHAE , TAEMIN , RYEOWOOK. ahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;so the pathetic yt will be idol-less and i'll have all the idols :D&lt;br /&gt;Kidding (: my Baby K can already (:&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I wont be like CHANYAUTING, write compo for people to read. :p&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye bye.(:&lt;br /&gt;CHANYAUTING, STOP CALLING ME MARIA BISH SERIOUSLY, I GOT BETTER NAMES TO CALL YOU, CYT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chanyauting-;dont you dare to change ANYTHING. &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am back here. I dont wanna write a new post so I just edit here. Nvm Maria is abit sot sot one. Just read something about studying effectively. I think this might be useful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat Frequent Small Meals&lt;br /&gt;Avoid eating a big meal before a study session. Too much food will send your body into a ‘rest’ mode. On the other hand, don’t starve yourself either. Frequent small meals are best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study When You’re Sharpest&lt;br /&gt;Study according to your body-clock. Are you sharpest in the morning or at the evening? Schedule your most difficult materials when you are mentally at your best, and schedule the easier ones when you are mentally less efficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink Water Often&lt;br /&gt;Drink plenty of water during a study session, especially when you feel sluggish. Caffeine may help you to stay awake, but it can increase your anxiety - use it in moderation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t Get Too Comfortable in Your Chair&lt;br /&gt;Choose a chair that supports your back. It should be comfortable, but not too comfortable. Just like an athlete during a performance, your body should be relaxed, so that all your energy goes to where it matters - your brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear Your Desk of Everything You Don’t Need&lt;br /&gt;Have everything you need on the desk. Put away what you do not need for the study session. Seeing reminders of other assessments or domestic bills may increase your anxiety and distract you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Breaks Every Hour&lt;br /&gt;It is important to take a break before you feel tired and lose your concentration completely. Regular breaks at least once an hour helps to sustain your concentration. If the work is not going too well and you have difficulties in concentrating, you may need a long break and go back to it later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretch During Your Breaks&lt;br /&gt;Know and respect your concentration span which will vary from hour to hour and from day to day. When you sit for long periods, gravity draws the blood to the lower part of your body. When you take a break, take a few deep breaths and get more oxygen to your brain: try walking around and doing some light stretching for a few minutes. It will help to release tension in your body, and help your circulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study at the Same Time, Same Place&lt;br /&gt;Study at the same time and at the same place, devoted to study only. This helps you to associate the time and place with studying and concentrating. You will find that you get into a habit of studying as soon as you sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I hope this might help me concentrate better hahahahaha.Going out now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-6996863382498556844?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6996863382498556844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=6996863382498556844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6996863382498556844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6996863382498556844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-im-maria-i-helping-lazy-yauting.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-8925522182511128290</id><published>2009-10-25T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:52:54.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I didn't go to school today. Slept the whole time. Woke up at 12 by some stupid calls. Msged ppl who are in school the whole time. Received scoldings from them for not going to school -.- Maria asked me to meet her somewhere when school ends. So I went. Reached early. Saw alot of ppl omg. Some recognise me and some did not. Those who recognised me shouted my name so loudly infont of the whole crowd and everyone were staring at me, realised that I didn't come to school. How I wished the floor had swallow me up. So embarrassing. After what seemed an eternity, Maria The Bish finally arrived. She walked so slow somemore. With mijin. Went bbtea shop. I saw some ppl playing dota OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOGMG. Watched videos the whole time there. MTB almost went mad everytime she watched lollipop. When she saw minji's face. Saw alot of ppl in bbtea shop. Sherying, Sha, Zuyyin, Jaeni, Novia and alot moree. Wanted to hide my face. Went home after that. Uh, teachers if you're reading this, I know you have better things to do!! (:&lt;br /&gt;PHEW! Fortunately I didnt ____ ______ __ _________. Or I die. But nvm I always know how to save myself when I meet troubles. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few more days before the year officially ends. Seemed like just ytd when it was still in Jan. Is it good or bad? Hmm...I must treasure everyday! There are much more I need to learn in terms of every single thing. Hope I'll become a better person (: hahahaha. I'm kinda excited for next year and I wanna see juniors!! Hahahaha okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now its 1.30 Gonna get a shower, sleep again and study. I hate the weather. Makes me hot tempered. Okay byebye. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-8925522182511128290?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8925522182511128290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=8925522182511128290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8925522182511128290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8925522182511128290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-i-didnt-go-to-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-8571615595339325483</id><published>2009-10-24T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:16:53.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So bloody !@#$%&amp;amp;* pissed. I just said I didn't wanna go to church and my mum got bloody angry. Maybe I just stay home at watch Rachell's show for the first time. I don't see any meaning in life. What's the point of working so hard until you become a no life for something and you don't get the result? I'm gonna pon school tmr. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-8571615595339325483?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8571615595339325483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=8571615595339325483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8571615595339325483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8571615595339325483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-bloody-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-7993065721071510894</id><published>2009-10-24T05:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T05:10:47.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am giving up on this kind of lifestyle. I am going back to studying. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-7993065721071510894?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/7993065721071510894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=7993065721071510894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/7993065721071510894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/7993065721071510894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-giving-up-on-this-kind-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-8064977242998682831</id><published>2009-10-23T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T05:48:30.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg my sister just came back from overseas. Long long long time never see her. Wanted to say hi how are you but extremely awkward man. We like strangers omg. Hahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-8064977242998682831?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8064977242998682831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=8064977242998682831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8064977242998682831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8064977242998682831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/10/omg-my-sister-just-came-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-2021240359594305531</id><published>2009-10-21T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T05:55:01.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amber sounded so professional speaking English. I hope I can get f(x)'s new album sooner.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I really really miss dota. Been blogging much recently cause no more dota to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was script checking. I love Ms aliah for giving me a1 for composition! During script checking she gave me that cheeky smile. Hahahaha. But summary kinda pulled me down ): But kinda disappointed with my science results. The most annoying part was I one mark away from another grade!!! What the !@#$%&amp;amp;* I was listening to each question attentively, hoping I could find reasons to negotiate with the teachers. And bargain with them until they find me irritating and give me that mark to shoo me away muahahahaha. Geog was screwed up. I totally gave up and slept through the whole thing. Yup that's about it for today. Hope I get good news tmr. Be getting back mep (-.-) and history. If I do not score a1 for history Maria's gonna laugh her ass off at me and I'm gonna really bang myself on the wall. Cause I wrote 6 pages for each section. And I was surprised at the length I could write in an hour plus. Hahaha. I do not have so much hope on mep. Sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh,  congrats to Mijin for getting into viola! Do your best yeah! It might not be your dream instrument but it's still really great! Hope you enjoy and play well (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-2021240359594305531?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/2021240359594305531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=2021240359594305531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/2021240359594305531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/2021240359594305531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/10/amber-sounded-so-professional-speaking.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-6601878070233510652</id><published>2009-10-20T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T03:39:12.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out the whole day today. So had to wake up earlyy ): But had a really great time! (: Next time I wanna go to a place filled with super duper loud music. Maybe when I'm not underage anymore I'll go clubbing there and get drunk - says amanda. Haha. Went home and the internect connection broke down. Spent half an hour to get it fixed. I just realised that all the wires connecting were super dusty. Eeww. So tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is script checking. Omg. I hope I won't get a heart attack and faint on the spot. I've tried my very best and I hope all my hopes won't be destroyed tmr. I'll just pray to God tonight to compose myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comp was super lagging ytd night. I was slowed down and so kena kicked out of the dota match at almost the end. But I fought faster then the rest. And plus, I was one of the few people who really fought for the team.And got a triple kill. Omg that wasted 1 hr of my life and all the efforts. How I wish I could just give the computer one big slap -.- I heard that the opponent team got faster then my team members and so the team I was in, lost. Hahahaha serve them right &gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boooo....my mum said dota was super violent and corrupted and I shouldn't play it and so she deleted my map. @$%!&amp;amp;#*&amp;amp;! And she said if I really wanna play games I should play girly games...I was like EEEEEEWWWWW. If I don't play dota then what I play? Play with Barbie dolls??!!! NOOO WAYY. Or maybe I just play my piano (:  And omg I'm really surprised that Maria had already started maths for next year even though exam just ended LAST WEEK. Hahaha okay maybe I should start as well and stop dota-ing or warcraft-ing. She gave me motivation hahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-6601878070233510652?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6601878070233510652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=6601878070233510652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6601878070233510652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6601878070233510652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/10/went-out-whole-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-339403177639133050</id><published>2009-10-18T00:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T00:32:43.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay mum's gonna be away for four days!! Freedom! Gonna have a date tmr and watch movie! And travel around the whole singapore! Rather than staying at home to sleep and dota. Hahaha. But not enough money )): So how? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm addicted to ring ding dong. Went to iluma just now. It was quite boring. Went to crap for awhile then go arcade. Hahaha. Okay my dota match is ready. Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-339403177639133050?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/339403177639133050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=339403177639133050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/339403177639133050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/339403177639133050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/10/yay-mums-gonna-be-away-for-four-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-5965094456379319659</id><published>2009-10-17T08:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T08:29:44.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chopin's ballade made me feel sad )):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-5965094456379319659?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5965094456379319659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=5965094456379319659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/5965094456379319659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/5965094456379319659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/10/chopins-ballade-made-me-feel-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-3425345662601581732</id><published>2009-10-17T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T07:43:56.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh, this gastric is killing me. No choice but to take pain killers omg. And it has some side effects -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please DO NOT NUDGE ME when I am playing dota. Or all my hard work will be gone .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked the whole day. Slept for many many hours until my mum got really pissed. Plans for tmr : Dota, dota, dota, more dota and more more more dota. I'll make sure I go pro &gt;:]  I hope my maps won't disappear all of a sudden or I'll have to play through Garena. Shyt, my mum said she's not gonna let me use the comp whenever I like from next week onwards. Whatthehell &gt;:[ Want me practise piano. Whatthehell. I hate hanon. I rather spend it on playing better pieces. I have to make use of this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Rachel tan all the best for your grade 8 theory exam. If you can pass you can go pro alr ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-3425345662601581732?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/3425345662601581732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=3425345662601581732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3425345662601581732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3425345662601581732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/10/gosh-this-gastric-is-killing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-4340347883887877541</id><published>2009-10-15T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T05:32:43.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm not going to school tmr cause I am A LITTLE sick and there is no point going there too. Go there only listen gossip -.- Nvm exams are over I should enjoy!!!!! Sooo sleepyyyy. Coffee is my life man. Without it I will seriously be dead by now. Yeah, I know too muchh coffee is no good but at least it gives me energy which is already very good enough. I haven't get a good night rest for weeks man. So, I should sleep for hours tonight till maybe end of tmr. Hahahahaha. Exams really affected me alot man. Quite satisfied for this term's exams. Especially for maths. But hope I won't make careless mistakes. I believe that hard work pays so its worth it. Gosh, for these past weeks I am a no life man. Now I'm having fun till I'm worn out. Was partying until today. Went to alot of places. And went with Maria Bish today. Accompanied her to buy sec 2 maths. OMG luh she haha. She told me she felt uneasy not studying. So we suggested doing some sec 2 stuff. No point doing sec 1 stuff again. Omgosh, we are ultimate nerds man. Exams rulez-pukes blood- Wah, Maria ah so kiasu. But its good to start early. She bought maths and I bought superjunior stuff!! Yay! Today is Donghae's birthday! Once again, happy birthday! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it, my eyes have some serious problem. It felt like burning when I wear my lenses. Doctor said I have infection might be cause too tired. Wore my stupid thick specs for many weeks alr. And now I dunno if I can change back to lenses. Somehow I felt better when I study with specs. Omg I wanna buy the coloured lenses. I want the hazel one. Heard that there are alot of colours like....PURPLE. Omgosh I wonder how someone will look like with purple eyes. O:  I do not understand why so many ppl like to choose blue. It looks super artificial. Or maybe next time when I go out I might see ppl with RED lenses. Hahahaha. Okay I feel sooo sleeppyy now. Used com for 6 hrs alr. Downloading dota map. Got sth wrong so have to keep restarting. Omg it might take weeks man. So now I'm playing drift. Cause I was bored of counter strike. Okay, I wanna search for games to play now and after that shall sleep for hours. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-4340347883887877541?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4340347883887877541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=4340347883887877541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/4340347883887877541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/4340347883887877541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/10/okay-im-not-going-to-school-tmr-cause-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-7019700747127081095</id><published>2009-10-15T01:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T01:17:04.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY 23rd BIRTHDAY LEE DONG HAE!!! Enjoy your special day!!! Love you forever. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-7019700747127081095?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/7019700747127081095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=7019700747127081095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/7019700747127081095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/7019700747127081095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-23rd-birthday-lee-dong-hae-enjoy.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-1850154965215895598</id><published>2009-10-14T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T02:40:18.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's ponn!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-1850154965215895598?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/1850154965215895598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=1850154965215895598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/1850154965215895598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/1850154965215895598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/10/lets-ponn_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-2778130781541892917</id><published>2009-10-11T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T03:29:21.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 more days to wed!! But BOOOOOOOOOOOOO our exams finish one day later than sec 2s and 3s. Lit and chinese quite relaxed but the last day is maths. Gosh, one whole stack of papers undone. Just finished revising lit. I wrote so much for it and took almost one whole book of foolscap. Everyone seems so damn relaxed now omgosh. I'm kinda influenced by them :p Even Mavis went sentosa today O: I hope what I study later will come out tmr. Me and Maria predicted the two poems which will come out tmr. Let's see how strong our phychic power can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, what is wrong with you? Since when did I say you like her?! Omgosh, if you really have nothing better to do go and bang ur head on the wall please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must learn to grow my faith in God. Only God wouldn't fail us. I learnt that no matter how much the people in this world disappoint us we must turn to God. And pray to seek forgiveness as we sin every single day. Ask God to prevent us from sinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg I seriously feel better after praying. LOL. Gtg and study! Hope those two poems will come out man. So scared for maths. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-2778130781541892917?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/2778130781541892917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=2778130781541892917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/2778130781541892917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/2778130781541892917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/10/3-more-days-to-wed-but-booooooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-3492556016217834543</id><published>2009-10-07T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:22:02.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay just reached home. So tired. No more energy left D: After this I'm gonna take a half an hour nap and mug history. I hope the half hour nap can last me till one. Finished all the science work at two last night. Gosh, ytd night was really stressed up. I just realised yesterday that there were so many things to catch up for science, how I wish my brain was a photocopy machine,and that 24 hr everyday is actually not enough. In fact, its really shortt. All the worksheetss were flying around then I got so agitated when I lost one of the important ones. I took so muchh time finding it -.- Sleepwalked to school just now. Science paper was quite okay in the end. Section c got 4 questions. Two on physics, one on chem and last one on bio. I chose the physics and bio one. But the last question was just plain stupid. But luckily it was just 2 marks. Stayed back with novia, jaeni, tashya and anabel. Study history. But in the end we ended up laughing. Hahaha we were making fun of people. Sorry! Novia tried to act and do some lame actions hahaha. Then they need to go. It was raining and so quiet. So I went with tash and anabel to bus stop. We were so scared of lightning so we stood so close and were screaming. LMAO. We board into the bus and it was so quiet and empty. But we made it become a lively bus. LOL. After I got down I became so tired again. Then I slipped and fell omg. Sigh. I just realised 3rd movement moonlight sonata is so muchh easier than fantasie O: But it sounds quite alike. I love debussy's arabesque! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid maria wanna steal my Donghae and Ryeowook &gt;:[ If she does I'll make sure I get her kyuhyun and t.o.p. And give her hell. &gt;:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found a trick to keep myself awake. I need sour plums plus alott of chocolates and candiess!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People still having exams in school now. Haha. I'm really tired. I need energy to study later so I'm getting a nap first. Buai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I will feel happy and happier things will happen towards the end of the year....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-3492556016217834543?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/3492556016217834543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=3492556016217834543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3492556016217834543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3492556016217834543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/10/yay-just-reached-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-4516185370267394044</id><published>2009-10-03T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T00:37:15.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh, life's a bitch man. But I won't let people go screw it up even more. I am trying to act like myself and if anyone doesnt like it then too bad :] And YOU love to sitr up troubles for the fun of it just to make yourself feel happy. HAHAHA I think you really do have a sense of humour. Bitch, go get a life man. Take my advice, you will end up in hot soup one fine day if you continue (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh faggot, Chinese compo was plain stupid. Sigh dunno how much I will get. After the exam I quickly went to study geog at void deck. Suddenly Peiyi and amanda came to us and said dam will be tested -.- What the faggot?! I actually memorised the everything in the textbook except for that. Then when I saw the time only 10 mins left to the exam. I quickly tried to photocopy everything about dams inside my head. Funny thing was Maria said she had a feeling it won't be tested. Then I told her it will definately come out cos that was what my six sense told me so. Then we made a bet. Whoever win will get 4 dollars. Then after a few questions, DAMS CAME OUT. Somemore there were 3 questions asking us about dams. I so super happy. Then I quickly wrote down what I memorised. The questions were 10 marks in total. After that I went to sneer at Maria, looking at her pathetic face HAHAHAHA. She owe me 4 dollars &gt;:] And the money I lent her she still havent return me -.- Means she owe me 8 dollars in total. Plus interest rate of 5% and if she return late, it will increase a dollar per day. I will make sure she goes broke MUAHAHAHAHA. Oh, I learnt a new word from Maria. FAGGOT!! Omgosh Im so obsessed with that word man. She said it was her word but who freaking cares. We went to check the dictionary then it wrote something like : Do not use the word as it is too vulgar. Hahahahaha. I feel like throwing my geog textbook away. Feel like throwing up whenever I see it. Wanna throw it into the fire and burn it. Let it disappear into thin air. Or cut it into pieces and feed my dog &gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...why is everyday so depressing? So faggot annoying. Maybe I have to really learn to let go of things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh faggot, need to study again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-4516185370267394044?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4516185370267394044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=4516185370267394044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/4516185370267394044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/4516185370267394044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/10/gosh-lifes-bitch-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-9184686383952249575</id><published>2009-09-30T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T23:13:25.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Posting again. Today is such a gloomy day. The clouds are freaking dark but it didnt rain. Everyone are ubber depressed and the damn weather is making it worse. Stupid English compre tested us on one fucking german word. If I get it wrong I am gonna protest. Faith gonna join me. LOL. Test us on german word for wad? But the compre was quite easy and the passage is quite interesting. Last part very funny. The man was scolding the lady using german. And they tested us on one of the words -.- Minji said she almost put 'fuck u' for that question. HAHA. Oh, Faith helped me search the word already. The meaning of that german word is actually stupid -.-Yay I got it correct! No need protest anymore. Ms aliah nvr come for so many days. Omg. Missed all the geog and english lessons. If she know she is absent can at least give us the answers for our practise compre. Slept at1 everyday omgosh. After finishing summary I totally fell asleep without realising. Then stupid Maria went to use the extra foolscap and threw on me. What the f?! I think gonna fail mep. Got the indian music wrong wtf?! Getting super tired and I get agitated so easily omg. Okay I think I go before I use more f words here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-9184686383952249575?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/9184686383952249575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=9184686383952249575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/9184686383952249575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/9184686383952249575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/09/posting-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-3927421880544917346</id><published>2009-09-23T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T02:40:54.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This shall be my last post until exams finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually students give chers troubles but now its the opposite. I respected and care about what you all think that's why I bother and feel really upset. If it were other ppl I would just have ignore and not give a damn. I thought that the two, or maybe three of you are like 10 yrs older will be much mature and know what to believe and what not. If I confirm what I think is true, I swear I am gonna blow my top off. I have already done my part and consistently doing what you all expected, paying attention in class and doing lots of homework so what do wanna complain about now? What do u all want me to do to make you all happy? I tried my best to do what I am supposed to do everyday so what do you want from me now? To give you my life? I have tolerated both of you for many months and despite you guys giving me this kind of attitude, I still respected both of you and be nice. -.- Because you all are the ones writing on my report books. I dont care about others but I care about what all of you think. I studied until midnight for the past few days and what you want now? I thought both of you had enough in term 3 and this is the final term, you all are still like that. You have already screwed me enough last term and I have lost alot of friendships which cannot be found again. If I have a mental breakdown before exams I swear I am gonna blame you. If every child in this world were to be born smart, talented and know everything then all of you will not be needed in the society and would have already been jobless -.- So I hope you will understand. Rather than just gossiping about other students in the office, I trust that both of you rather spend your time marking scripts or thinking of what to help your students. If the three of you continue to be like that, then I have no choice but to say that you're no different from other students and do not deserved to be respected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pissed omg. Almost fainted during school today D: Due to tiredness. If anyone annoy me now I am swear they are gonna get hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-3927421880544917346?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/3927421880544917346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=3927421880544917346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3927421880544917346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3927421880544917346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-shall-be-my-last-post-until-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-7396767196478892315</id><published>2009-09-21T05:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T05:19:59.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh seriously can't belive Im posting again. Not supposed to use com now but Im checking the answers for science. Got one cockroach flew into my room yesterday night. I was screaming like mad woman. Omg so scary can. Of all places must come my room -.- I was studying and it suddenly flew in front of my eyes. Then I almost fainted. After that dunno where it flew. No mood study anymore. It was only 12am. So forced myself to sleep. Then I was still scared then I was tossing around my bed. What if its just beside me O: I almost wanted to take sleeping pills omg. Dreamt about a huge cockroach chasing after me. Then I was running. It was horrible. I think I was in a tropical rain forest. It was 10 times a size of a human being. Then I kept running and it kept chasing. I was sweating like mad and out of breath. It was laughing at me. Dunno why suddenly maria came also. Then we ran together. Then dunno why gdragon suddenly came to our rescue and shot it. But it was laughing then it almost ate all of us up. Hahahahaha. What a dream. Woke up sweating. So glad it was a dream man. Finished all the science topics. Going gramercy with Maria tmr to buy her anna butterworth book. I photocopied from my teacher. Almost fainted when I saw all those theory stuff. So chim sia. Rachel promised to teach me theory yay. Mep exam is just next week D: Gonna skip pe from now and use that time to bloody catch up on revisions. Rather than do pe and throw frisbees around. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Study again. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-7396767196478892315?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/7396767196478892315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=7396767196478892315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/7396767196478892315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/7396767196478892315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/09/gosh-seriously-cant-belive-im-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-2891523417589997896</id><published>2009-09-20T06:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T06:20:00.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hope this shall be my last post until fye finish. Dunno why am I posting now. Think cause computer no more dota ): Now I am like posting crap siah. Hmm maybe I go research on some geographical stuff. Watched hitler document on youtube. So interesting. Haha. I am like staring at the dbsk poster I bought from Rachell for 30 cents omg. Life is so sour ): But we still have to move on. No choice ): Gosh, my mum decided to force me to take up music theory again. She want me take grade 8 omg. What the heck luh hate theory man. Thought after I diam diam pass my grade 5 theory four years ago then no need suffer. Sigh. Rachel Tan pro luh. Hope she can pass her grade 8 theory with flying colours d: Happy hari raya to all muslims ;D So glad tmr is holiday can catch up more on revisions. Sigh. Who ask me be so dumb and stupid D: Me and Maria were looking at the so called new timetable. And its still the same. Wahlao cheat our feelings. Finished all the hw yay. Cchs paper was easier than expected. I really have to improve on all my subjects O: I have to push myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg Im freaking addicted to super girl. Its only released last week omg. Donghae dance so power!! Cant wait to get my iphone ): Faster exams end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be a nerd for 2 weeks. Sigh. Okay need study now so, BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-2891523417589997896?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/2891523417589997896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=2891523417589997896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/2891523417589997896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/2891523417589997896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/09/hope-this-shall-be-my-last-post-until.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-3266871408939540904</id><published>2009-09-18T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T19:43:08.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now is super early. Usually I would still be sleeping at this time. But today morning I even did maths paper. Yay. But my mum still wanna nag. Going tuition after this then meeting rachel. Ytd she called me when I was sleeping. Then talked for super long. I wanted to hear her fantasie impromptu. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd was more boring than expected. Saw this lady doing aerobics in the bus. She was standing up and holding the handrail and was swinging herself and she did some weird moves. Omg. I wanted to take a video of her. Hahaha. Morning went walk walk with Mijin cause Maria got her stupid meeting. Then when I was walking to class Miijin saw me then she shouted at my name. I got a shock. So I went to walk around and chit chat. Was making fun of her. Omg so sorry. Its so funny to see the way she reacts when I call her Gong Minji. Haha. Divya told me Kim Bum is Kim Mijin's brother. Then I asked Mijin if I can date his brother. Then she said his bro got too many girlfriends -.- Haha. Lessons were boring as usual but managed to pay full attention. Except for chinese. Was talking and doing maths paper at the same time. All of us were waiting for Mr Ng to start lessons as usual but he kept talking about admin stuff. So I used that time to do work. Maybe one day I will go to the school library to see some past year papers. After that class com training make up. I still blame the attitude workshop. Make us miss the training. If next time there is this kind of workshop for us I swear I am not going. Make us pay $15 dollars also. Pay $15 dollars go there and sleep. Might as well go home as sleep better luh. Class com training was okay. Got this disgusting dead lizard. Zann super daring omg. She went to hold the lizard and bring it around. I was running away from it. Went counselling with Rachell after that. Talked for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay gtg study, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-3266871408939540904?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/3266871408939540904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=3266871408939540904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3266871408939540904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3266871408939540904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/09/now-is-super-early.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-3534442686521220581</id><published>2009-09-18T03:18:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T03:34:59.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maria told me ytd morning that I am like, looking into the 'rubbish bin' for rubbish. Sigh. I guess it kinda makes sense and it sort of woke me up. Thank you Maria for your continous reminders and advices! You brought me confidence in myself. I will always help and support u too! I really hope both of us will do very well in the final years and don't care about other 'rubbish' people! I guess I must keep my words and really work hard D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, today is the most retarded day. Rachel Tan Zhao Fang brought my phone home without realising OMFGOSH. I trust that she will not read my msges or send sms using my name to ppl. LOL. Meeting her tmr to get my honey back. Felt so empty without my phone. Went lunch with her and she was playing with my phone. Then I think she put it into her pocket when dunno wad happened. So she went home with it -.- Omg. I am really nice enough not to slaughter her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-3534442686521220581?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/3534442686521220581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=3534442686521220581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3534442686521220581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3534442686521220581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/09/maria-told-me-ytd-morning-that-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-8995931826943783540</id><published>2009-09-16T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T06:52:50.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Short post today. Maria Boey is so busted ;D&lt;br /&gt;But nvm just remember your friend here is always there to support you no matter what you do. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese got compo today. Topic is the person we hate most. I think its a really foolish topic only primary schools will do that. But who cares. So all of us wrote. So funny those who are not willing to do their compos did theirs today and wrote super long. One of them is mee. Haha. I combined all the people which irritates me together and gave the character a really good name. Recess was retarded omg. Anabel called me so many times and she said she coming to find us. So we waited. Then she havent come. Then she called and said she wanna disturb me -.- Then playplayplay. History, science then oral com. And geog. Took 31 with Anabel again. So funny. Two indian girls were behind us talking damn loudly. They mixed english and tamil together. Then me and Anabel were listening to them. Then we can't control and turned behind and look at them and laughed. I think they got pissed. Then they were talking about us or sth. Hahahahaha. Went home. Skipped lunch. YAY! Bathed. Practised piano. Tuition. Study. Ate dinner. Use com. Gonna study again now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-8995931826943783540?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8995931826943783540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=8995931826943783540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8995931826943783540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8995931826943783540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/09/short-post-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-4284891576760504487</id><published>2009-09-14T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T06:47:58.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"If I step out of my house, I won't have enough money... If I stay in my house, I have a nice place to stay and I can drive my mum crazy." Quoted from Faith. HAHAHAHAHA. ( Don't kill me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, super annoying. My mum is forcing me to do so much before I sleep. So everyday I have to stay up. She thinks everything is super easy man. First day of school today, felt extremely sleepy. Came super late. And maria almost strangled me cause I promised her to come at 630. Omg. Today is my bad hair day man. Did not bring thermometer. Have to pay $2. Got super pissed. So I poured out all the extra five cent and ten cent coins from my wallet. Did not wanna waste the $2 note. Yay now my wallet is much lighter and my pocket feels emptier. Mdm khoo seemed shocked when she saw all the coins. But who cares man. Hahahaha. First period was english. Ms aliah went for course. Maybe she will be back tmr? So mrs wong went to see me. Yay. Most ppl think counselling are reserved for weirdos. But I go there either to skip art or enjoy aircon. :p There was once this girl who asked me where I was going. So I told her I was going counselling. She said " Omgosh are you fine? Counsellors are only for ppl who are weird." So I replied " Yeah yeah! I am a weirdo man!" Omg. The counselling room is freaking comfortable and got a really nice aircon. The school is freaking hot and stuffy but once anyone steps into the room will totally feel like sleeping. I sometimes wonder if Mrs Wong comes to school everyday and take a nap in the comfortable room for a few hours. Then when ppl come she quickly wake up. LOL. I don't mind being Mrs Wong for a day or two. Then I will come to school and go to the room. And then I will go online and play dota. Hahahaha. Chinese period went back to class. Waited for so long for mr ng to start lesson. Sigh. So we gave up. Started talking. Was listening to Rachel tan. She was like venting her anger or sth. Haha. Recess. With Rachell and Eliz. Haha. Then maths. Taught Rachell alot of sums. YAY! She was falling asleep. :x Ms Tay said from now I am responsible for rachell's result and must make her get a2. Omg how am I supposed to do that when I cant even get that result man? I guess she is just being sarcastic. Lol. Then ART. YAY!!! Went counselling room with Maria. Talktalktalktalk. Hahahaha. Managed to go there for one period. Went back there for second period of art. Mdm seah went to ask maria to go back to her seat. Then she said if she dont wanna go back she may leave the class. So maria stomped out of the class. Then I follow too. Hahahaha. Then after that mdm seah was like " Ehh!! Where are you all going to?!" Then maria said " But you asked me to go out if I dont want to go back to my seat what! " Hahahaha. I love art lesson mann. Hope next year mdm seah will continue teaching us ;D  Okay after that studied alot. YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much I study seem not to be enough. Sigh. Gonna stay up later too. Do summary. And also, pls. I really don't have so muchh time to gossip or tell lies mann. What do I gain from telling lies? Money ah? Not like I benefit smth rite? Unless you give me $50 I go help u tell lies luh! I rather study and at least I will benefit. Okay, going to study. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-4284891576760504487?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4284891576760504487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=4284891576760504487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/4284891576760504487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/4284891576760504487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-i-step-out-of-my-house-i-wont-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-1167746185324678813</id><published>2009-09-12T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T08:04:30.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy tree friendss rocks! Omg Im such a sadist. I was laughing when the pink little retard got slashed into half. LOL. Studied like hell today omg. Going crazy. No freedom ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-1167746185324678813?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/1167746185324678813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=1167746185324678813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/1167746185324678813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/1167746185324678813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-tree-friendss-rocks-omg-im-such.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-6864535717710409716</id><published>2009-09-11T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T06:40:00.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This virus protection thing is installed in my computer. Its super duper irratating and blocked almost all the websites. So had to use the laggy pink laptop. Eeww. Now I cant listen to music and its terrible. Felt so sleepy for the whole entire day. Had to wake up super early for school. After that went to macs with Anabel to pass Tashya something. Omg. My mum so super naggy. Can talk for half an hour non stop. Wow. I am so surprised. Okay I gtg. Cant use com anymore. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-6864535717710409716?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6864535717710409716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=6864535717710409716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6864535717710409716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6864535717710409716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-virus-protection-thing-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-3254468002183491348</id><published>2009-09-10T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T05:49:22.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn it. My SPARE phone is SPOILT. It just kept on-ing and off-ing by its own. After I received a msg from Sherlyn then it became like that. The surprising thing was her phone also kena got that problem. How? All the spare phones are spoilt damn it. My mum is gonna boil me. One more month till I can get my iphone. What the heck is this world becoming? Sherlyn told me that nowadays phones can have viruses too O: It spreads easily when an infected phone sends a msg to another phone. Then after a while the phone who receive the msg also kena infected. LOL. So what am I gonna use now? Sigh...in the positive side I would be able to concentrate more without my phone ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divya kept asking me and Tashya to listen to her for 5 mins when both of us are alr listening. Hahaha then she asked us to create this imvu account. And she claims she has 26 fans on fb. LOL. Omg the song I dont care is so addictive. It kept playing in my head when I was studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished almost all the holiday 'delights'!! YAY. Maria Boey still havent even finish her comprehension. HAHAHAHA. Lazy pig. ( Okay, please don't kill me. Cause I will come back and haunt you. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pissed off at my mum. I studied for like more than 5 hours and finished 4 comprehensions plus 2 summaries, a science paper and a boring history paper in a row without taking a break and practised piano for 3 fcking hours she still wanna complain say I lazy. Omg. If I do badly for the fye I swear Im really gonna go mad. Actually whats the point of studying so much when it doesnt even help. Im so stupid omg. The torn progress report is just infront of me and I wanna cry whenever I look at it. Why must my mum be like that? I do what she says and what does she still want me to do? Omg. Cant stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-3254468002183491348?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/3254468002183491348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=3254468002183491348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3254468002183491348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3254468002183491348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/09/damn-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-5969256378072404042</id><published>2009-09-06T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T02:53:51.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>______, I dunno who are you. I have only heard of your name before. I don't know how you look like or anything about you. I guess you dunno that I even exist too. But the only thing I know is you totally insulted our class. Which also means insulting me. When me and the rest don't even know you. You ask why is 1e8 doing in tkgs and we actually belongs to some neighbourhood school ? Cause we are ah lian? Then take a look at yourself before you start speaking. One or two people who annoyed or offended you does not mean that the person's whole class is also doing it right? What a tiny brain you have? Means if you're from mars and there is this person from planet earth is offending you, you must revenge on the whole planet earth is it? I am writing here cause I don't have a chance to speak to u. I am not trying to defend 1e8 cause its my class. Its because I think its really unfair for all of us to be insulted like this. When the rest of us nvr even do anything to u. If you're really feel offended by our class then come to our class and teach us lesson. Or else, just get lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, we deserved to win the cleanest class award kay. Don't try to claim what we worked for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-5969256378072404042?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5969256378072404042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=5969256378072404042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/5969256378072404042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/5969256378072404042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dunno-who-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-4885596790657789724</id><published>2009-09-06T07:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T07:41:58.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am such a f***ed up loser. I promise myself not to online but now....but at least I managed not to go onto dota. Sigh....it hurts to know that people hates me. I am being myself when I laugh like crazy. I am also being myself when I suddenly go into mood swings. What is the problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to study with Anabel and Divya at mp library tmr! Just now I was looking at the stack of holiday 'delights'. I wanted to quickly start on it. But there are too much that I am lost. I felt really lost. I have no clue which should paper should I start on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-4885596790657789724?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4885596790657789724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=4885596790657789724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/4885596790657789724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/4885596790657789724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-such-fed-up-loser.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-8362603832680792779</id><published>2009-09-05T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T05:30:18.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Divya you suck. Omg. I told Tashya that there is a Divya look a like in the school. Then she sent tashya a link. And told uss that the person on that picture is my look-a-like =.= It turned out to be this ugleeeee dude. http://www.joedeacon.com/news%20archive/fat%20man/fat%20man%20copy.jpg&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH. Divya is obsessing about boobs. EEEWWW. Sick. She made a conclusion : Ppl with big boobs are dumb. LOL. Okay, I shall remain happy for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY. Managed to catch some revisions today. Although today its quite busy. Suay luh. Outside mrt station got two woman talking beside me. Damn loud somemore. The one beside me was drinking ice lemon tea. Somehow the conversation got exciting. The woman went to push the other woman's hand. And her ice lemon tea flew. It went on me. The whole bottle spilt on me. I got all wet and sticky. Instead of saying sorry or help, they were laughing. Then I got really fed-up and told them " Can you all don't be so irresponsible and at least say sorry?! "&lt;br /&gt;Thats what we called as doofers. Those doofers then continued laughing omg. I had to go all the way to this smelly shop to buy tissue. Somemore they sell the tissue as one whole pack. So I had to buy the whole entire thing. Costed me $2.20. Omg. I was all wet and my clothes are stained with the smelly lemon tea. Worse thing is my phone also kana wet. I had to hold the big packet of tissue paper. Suay luh. I almost wanted to scold or shout vulgarities at them but I managed to control my temper. Haha. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begged Mr Zahari for lit marks ytd. I wrote like so much for the entry. But he said I needed to put in more feelings and emotions. Which I already did. Maybe I need to exagerate and be more dramatic for the next one. Ytd was a really bad day. Kim mijin went to spill her chocolate ice cream on my shirt. =.= SOME PEOPLE with sick minds were thinking sickly -.- Went home with Anabel. Talked alot. Sigh. Chinese Broadcasting thing was terrible. I didnt manage to sleep cause it was too noisy. Waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On thurs me had to chiong hw in the morning ): Me and Rachel were talking about some $10 million dollar violin. If I ever see one I will just scream and run away. Not even dare to touch it. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went counselling room with Maria and Rachel ytd. During chinese. Can skip also. Cause I think Mr ng not there also. Some people might be thinking only weirdos go for counselling. But we go for fun. But also cause all of us were in a really bad mood and in a middle of breaking down. So we went there. Me and Maria found out that we are have this...forgot what is it. Its something to do with hyper active. HAHA. Cause both of us cant sit down for very long and study or wtv. I can only sit down and play the piano for very long. Not for study :p How to get rid of that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think I am gonna blog that often. I must really MUG now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-8362603832680792779?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8362603832680792779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=8362603832680792779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8362603832680792779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8362603832680792779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/09/divya-you-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-9006851948236244136</id><published>2009-09-04T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:38:42.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't understand why some people like to scold other people on their blogs. I do that last time. But I have stopped. Cause I have come to my senses that its so stupid. I can just easily go to the person and scold him or her. Unless I cant meet that person I wanna scold anymore ( Example. That hairdresser ) I think those people have to stop too. Why can't they just go straight to the person they wanna scold and tell them their true feelings? It's so childlish writing on the blog to scold someone you can always see. If someone wanna scold another person just call that person. No need to take a longer way by writing on the blog right? Unless the person wants to publicise it to the whole entire world. I apologise if anyone thinks this post is refering to u. But I am not trying to refer to anyone please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have something to confess : My progress report is torn.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how am I gonna face the teachers. They sure gonna ask for it. I am speechless. Maybe I should say " Opps...I accidentally flush it down the toilet bowl." Nvm..that's worse. I should just tell them and face the consequence. &lt;br /&gt;I improved somehow. But its still really bad. My mum is giving me hell. My weakest subject is art. The only subject which I failed. I hate art man oh my gosh. Why must it be calculated in the average score? I worked so hard for all the other subjects and art really pulled me down alot. I realised that I am better in maths and science. My worse subject is art, followed by mep, then literature, then chinese, history, geog, english and science then maths. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T3 just flew past. Its faster than what I have thought. I think I have wasted alot of time. I am really lousy. I must change. I need to really change. In terms of character and stuff. I need alot of self discipline to do so. And also to consistently remind myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do not touch my phone unless its about work or a near death situation&lt;br /&gt;2. Not to use com or play dota so much unless its homework&lt;br /&gt;3. Not to eat so much&lt;br /&gt;4. Not to sleep so much&lt;br /&gt;5. Not to act crazy&lt;br /&gt;6. Not to laugh like a mad person&lt;br /&gt;7. Not to laugh loudly&lt;br /&gt;8. Not to talk loudly&lt;br /&gt;9. Not to scream out of nowhere&lt;br /&gt;10. Not to over-react&lt;br /&gt;11. Not to be scared of everything&lt;br /&gt;12. Be brave ( Dont think I can even do it )&lt;br /&gt;13. Do what I have said&lt;br /&gt;14. Not to let what others do affect me ( This is really hard )&lt;br /&gt;15. Not to get involved&lt;br /&gt;16. Do not do things which I am not supposed to&lt;br /&gt;17. Do things which I should do&lt;br /&gt;18. Know who are those who are true and treat me well. ( Example. MARIA and ANABEL! ;D )&lt;br /&gt;19. Not to gossip&lt;br /&gt;20. Don't talk about people unless its something good&lt;br /&gt;21. Keep comments to myself&lt;br /&gt;22. Not to give others attitude&lt;br /&gt;23. Not to give others ' that look ' - Winks at Rachell-&lt;br /&gt;24. Control my temper&lt;br /&gt;25. Not to affect people around me when I have moodswings&lt;br /&gt;26. Not to go wild&lt;br /&gt;27. Not to be rough&lt;br /&gt;28. Be nice to everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, thats it. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-9006851948236244136?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/9006851948236244136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=9006851948236244136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/9006851948236244136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/9006851948236244136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-understand-why-some-people-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-9045812881870655778</id><published>2009-09-03T04:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T04:56:10.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so fed up now. I cant believe this is so er-xin. I have no mood to do anything now. I just feel like puking blood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-9045812881870655778?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/9045812881870655778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=9045812881870655778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/9045812881870655778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/9045812881870655778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-so-fed-up-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-3399162024501002540</id><published>2009-09-01T09:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T04:28:21.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now its 12 am. Happy belated teachers' day ;D Today, I mean ytd was a really long day. Planned to study the whole day but in the end got super busy. Had tuition first thing in the morning. Then met Chiyue and she came to play! After that did a little bit of work. Then met Divya at mrt. She was like half an hour LATE. Went to plaza sing with her. Saw this auntie. She thought mentos was chewing gum. Hahaha. Then in the mrt I spotted the teacher whom Jiayin called ' The Basket Teacher'. Cause she relieved us that time and she asked us to do this do that. We got a big shock. Haha. Then Divya and I said HI to her. Then she was actually mdm goh, the econs teacher or smth. She was like " Wow, I thought u guys were my tjc students! You all look so old!" Hahahaha. Then we chatted with her. Divya then told me about her dunno wad idol and stuff. LMAO. Watched the proposal. I think I overspent. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr, I mean later got the chinese news thing. For 5 hrs somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how am I gonna learn fantasie impromptu. I am seriously wanting to learn it. Its the only song which I cant handle. I am a noob shit -.- Sigh...why is it like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna sleep now. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-3399162024501002540?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/3399162024501002540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=3399162024501002540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3399162024501002540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3399162024501002540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/09/now-its-12-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-4054391664966041990</id><published>2009-08-31T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T04:56:53.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am gonna scold one person now. The hairdresser who cut my hair. She charged more than the average hairdressing shops and she totally screwed up my hair. Screw up my hair = Screw up my life =.=&lt;br /&gt;In the end I had to do the shampoo advertisment with mkk. She is well known for her hair. Hahah. Usually hairdressers with a right mind will cut slanted or smth. But she cut STRAIGHT. Like how we cut paper. Omg. How could she do this? Means she doesnt even treat me with respect. I dunno how is she gonna continue with the business man. Even last time I cut myself is better than now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha had so many emoticons on her msn until know one even understands what she say. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today everyone was laughing at my stupid hair -.- I should have worn a hat today. If anyone see me with my hair please dont laugh -.- Classparty was almost a total failure. Cause me and Melissa just planned it overnight. But fortunately some ppl made it quite funny luh. Visited kcp today. YAY. Met alot of ppl. They were eating the meepok or smth. So I was watching them. It looked damn oily so I nvr eat. Hahaha. Stupid Chantal went to run away &gt;:[ After that came back. Slept. I have no idea why ppl always LOVE to call me when I am sleeping. Then when Im bored and need to talk everyone dunno go where. I was sleeping and my mum passed me the phone. Then she was like " This person kept calling u. I think should be something important. And its really time for you to wake!!" Then it was Maria. I told her that I would call her back in 5 mins. Then she know I wanted to sleep so she continued to talk. It was damn funny until I was totally awaken. When I check my phone had 11 missed calls. LOL. So went to study. Then practise piano. Then use com! Long time nvr play dota )): Tmr gonna study whole day. Then going out with Divya at 4.30 Yay. Hope I wont sleep until afternoon. Okay, I shall try to do a mission with Maria!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-4054391664966041990?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4054391664966041990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=4054391664966041990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/4054391664966041990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/4054391664966041990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-gonna-scold-one-person-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-8151148838086961512</id><published>2009-08-30T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T06:07:49.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went outside today. Saw Rujun. But she didnt recognise me. Haha so funny. She kept talking non stop. Tmr going back to kcp with Bernice. And Yingci I think. Then meeting Chantal, Rujun and a few other chungcheng ppl at busstop. Haha. I went to cut my hair. Cause weather too hot and I wanna feel more comfortable. What the f luh. Its really bad. I dont even dare to look at myself. I screeched when I saw myself. And ALMOST got heart attack and went hospital -.- Only good thing was I felt more alive and lighter. YAY. I feel like skipping the kickboxing thing tmr. But Ms Koh said if we dont do we have to go on stage. Omg. Class party was kinda CANCELLED?! But nobody really cares lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking at the 6 red pens we are supposed to give to our fms. I remembered that time when sarah purposely tooked the red pens and dropped it on the ground. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, Melissa just phoned me just now. And we used 5 mins to brainstorm what to do for tmr classparty. To make the class enthu ( Which is quite impossible ) and to make games which teachers can play with us. So I came up with the idea of writing either song or poem for the teacher in 4 groups. YAY. The 4 of us in charge no need play. We going aroud to help. I am an anti-enthu person. Im not even interested in the things I plan for the class -.- But unfortunately the party only 1 hr. Not enough time for everything. So must do everything in 20 min. So Im planning to make everyone do the thing in 10 min. Whoever do the fastest and the best will win. LOL. Yay. Ppl are starting to give me more ideas now. Maybe I can play charades too! Like what shaz said. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-8151148838086961512?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8151148838086961512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=8151148838086961512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8151148838086961512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8151148838086961512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/went-outside-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-6490470109788181581</id><published>2009-08-30T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T05:19:39.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not again&lt;br /&gt;Oh this ain't supposed to happen to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep rockin and keep knockin'&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're louis vuittonin it up, or reebokin&lt;br /&gt;You see the hate that they serving on a plater&lt;br /&gt;So what we gon have dessert or disaster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd be in love like this&lt;br /&gt;When I look at you my mind goes on a trip&lt;br /&gt;Then you came in and knocked me on my face&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I'm in a race but I already won first place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I fall for you as hard as I did (as hard as I did, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;You got me thinking about our life, our house and kids (Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Every morning I look at you and smile&lt;br /&gt;Cause boy you came around and you knocked me down (knocked me down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around (love comes around, love comes around)&lt;br /&gt;and it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;just get back up &lt;br /&gt;when it knocks you down (knocks you down) &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around &lt;br /&gt;and it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;just get back up &lt;br /&gt;when it knocks you down (knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd hear myself say&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll go ahead&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna to kick it with my girl today&lt;br /&gt;I used to be commander in chief for my pimp ship flying high&lt;br /&gt;Till i met this pretty little missile, who shot me out the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate to know i'm crashing don't know how it happened&lt;br /&gt;but i know it feels so damn good&lt;br /&gt;Said if i could go back and make it happen faster &lt;br /&gt;don't you know i would baby if i could&lt;br /&gt;Miss independent, to the fullest, the load never too much&lt;br /&gt;she helping me pull it, she shot bullet that ended that life&lt;br /&gt;I swear to you the pimp in me just died tonight&lt;br /&gt;girl sometimes love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around (love comes around, love comes around)&lt;br /&gt;and it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;just get back up &lt;br /&gt;when it knocks you down (knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around&lt;br /&gt;and it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;just get back up &lt;br /&gt;when it knocks you down (knocks you down) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me now can you make past your caspers&lt;br /&gt;So we could finally fly off into NASA&lt;br /&gt;You was always the cheerleader of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;to seem to only date the head of football teams,&lt;br /&gt;and i was the class clown that always kept you laughing&lt;br /&gt;we were never meant to be, baby we just happened&lt;br /&gt;so please don't mess up the trick, &lt;br /&gt;hey young world, i'm the new slick rick, &lt;br /&gt;they say i move to quick but we can't let this moment past us,&lt;br /&gt;let the hour glass pass right into ashes&lt;br /&gt;let the wind blow the ash right before my glasses&lt;br /&gt;so i wrote this love letter right before my classes&lt;br /&gt;how could a goddess ask someone that's only average, for advice&lt;br /&gt;o-m-g you listen to that bitch?&lt;br /&gt;woah is me, baby this is tragic&lt;br /&gt;cause we had it, we was magic&lt;br /&gt;i was flying, now i'm crashing&lt;br /&gt;this is bad, real bad, michael jackson&lt;br /&gt;now i'm mad, real mad, joe jackson&lt;br /&gt;you should leave your boyfriend now, i'ma ask him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you gotta take the good, the bad,happy and the sad&lt;br /&gt;but will you bring the better future then i had in the past&lt;br /&gt;cause i don't want to make the same mistakes i did&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna fall back on my face again&lt;br /&gt;woah, woah&lt;br /&gt;i'll admit it, i was scared to answer loves call&lt;br /&gt;woah, woah&lt;br /&gt;and if it hits, better make it worth the fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(When it comes around)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around (love comes around, love comes around)&lt;br /&gt;and it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;just get back up &lt;br /&gt;when it knocks you down (knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around (comes around)&lt;br /&gt;and it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;just get back up &lt;br /&gt;when it knocks you down (knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won’t see it coming when it happens &lt;br /&gt;but when it happens you’re gonna feel it, let me tell you now &lt;br /&gt;you see when love comes knocks you down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won’t see it coming when it happens &lt;br /&gt;but when it happens you’re gonna feel it, let me tell you now &lt;br /&gt;you see when love knocks you down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-6490470109788181581?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6490470109788181581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=6490470109788181581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6490470109788181581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6490470109788181581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-again-oh-this-aint-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-6441558318607838153</id><published>2009-08-29T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T04:12:48.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so addicted to 2ne1 songs. I want Dara's hair. And Kim Mi Jin can be the next Min Ji. Minzy! Hahaha. I want g-dragon's new hair too. Im bored of 'fire'. Now I am addicted to 'pretty boy'. So sad my ipod spoilt too. My phone spoilt. So cant listen to music anymore. Unless I have the time to transfer songs to my psp. So now I am at the computer. Blasting the music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-6441558318607838153?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6441558318607838153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=6441558318607838153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6441558318607838153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6441558318607838153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-so-addicted-to-2ne1-songs.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-7016641822451530099</id><published>2009-08-28T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T06:07:52.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Faith just showed me a really annoying video. It was freaking funny. Esp the player's expression. I like their version of canon in D. Although they made terribly funny sounds but they were really pro man. I was told that Horowitz is Ma Kei Kiu's teacher's teacher's teacher. Like WOW? Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-7016641822451530099?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/7016641822451530099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=7016641822451530099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/7016641822451530099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/7016641822451530099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/faith-just-showed-me-really-annoying.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-7609123508143220175</id><published>2009-08-28T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T04:46:23.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling very pissed right now. I am talking on msn and my hands are shaking. All the typo errors come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself everyday if I am able to take things lighter and close one eye I would be happier. But apparently I am not listening to myself. I know that sounds wrong but...whatever. Everything is just upside down. How I wish I could be one of the characters in the movies with a happy ending after all the climax and whatever shit problems are solved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-7609123508143220175?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/7609123508143220175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=7609123508143220175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/7609123508143220175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/7609123508143220175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/feeling-very-pissed-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-4245144575836807962</id><published>2009-08-26T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T00:08:57.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHIT. I am so pissed with my mum. Haix...nvm. I will just vent my anger on my pooh bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First period was science. In the lab. Super funn!! We did experiment on transmission of heat. Then we poured blue dye into the beaker and put it into the hot water for it to expand or smth. After that we have to put it into water with alot of ice in it. Then I jokingly said this to maria " If you ever dare to drink the whole bottle of dye I will buy u a psp slim. " The beaker of blue dye had a glass tube on top. Like a straw. So maria went to drink it. OMGGG. Then she drink again. But teacher was there. Then her lab partner ma keikiu was like, " Who cares about him luh?" Then she took the whole entire beaker and drink it. All of us asked them to stop but they sill drank. Hahaha so funny. They said it tasted quite nice. Like cooling water. Then keikiu took a whole bunch of ice from the cup, which is for experiment, and put it into her mouth...and ate it. Omgg..disgusting!! Me and Divya kept turning back during the lesson to see if they were still alive. They super daringg luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nth really happened ytd. Except mr low let us have free period for 20 mins.&lt;br /&gt;So I went with maria and sarah to walk walk. So they went to the piano. So funny. Some ppl were looking and whispering at them and gave the ' You wanna fight' those kind of look. After when we left I heard one person playing the third movement of my diploma piece. For no reason I felt damn agitated. HAHAHAHA. I almost wanted to go there and glare. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i gtg. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-4245144575836807962?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4245144575836807962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=4245144575836807962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/4245144575836807962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/4245144575836807962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-8490909907963352916</id><published>2009-08-25T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T17:58:31.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Listening to heartbreaker. G dragon's lastest album. His hair damn cool sia. I want!! Tmr I will tell kim mijin about it. And she just sent me a ten page long sms complaining about the stupid doctor she went ytd. The doctor gave her extreme high dosage of medicine that she vomited all the medicine out. Hahaha. Poor thing. Then she say until dunno wad she paid so much for the doctor fees in the end the doctor anyhow give her cheap cheap medicine imported from malaysia. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and maria decided to pon pe today. Then other ppl saw us they also went with us. Nobody wanted to the kickboxing thingy. Some ppl playing poker cards the rest playing bball. Then me, maria and nurul were doing maths. Hahaha. YAY. So happy. Maria taught me the surface area and volume of the dunno wad. I didnt understand for about like dunno how many weeks. I think ms koh got very pissed and started booking ppl when those ppl just sat down with us during the kickboxing. After that recess, mdm khoo said she gonna come to our class after recess. Then history. We were waiting for her. Sarah was playing with my watch until dunno wad my watch started to go crazy. After that was lit. Mr Zahari didnt come so mdm khoo came. Very funny. Omgosh our class made so much noise. Then divya or smth made this mdm khoo police force ot wtv. Haha. Ppl were making complains to her. Then she said we gonna do a PROJECT with 2e4. Some peace project or wtv. Walao! Got so many project still wanna give us this stupid project. But we are definately not gonna waste our time and do it. Unless like what maria said, it helps us to improve our average score. THEN, I will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing my post. Now having music with dipzz! She let me listen to the fireflight song. Hahaha. yeah man, im in the middle of a crisis. this youtube thing not loading ehhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!! Okay wtv, divya a little sort one. Next time send her to woodlands. Mdm khoo said smth ytd that she nvr encountered a sec one class having troubles with other classes. LOL. What was she trying to imply?? Nvr am i gonna the project with the 2e4 thingy. I rather go down and say sorry with the whole class. Although we nvr do anything wrong. Haha. Maybe that will save me from doing the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...getting really tired. Okay I need to do my work. BYE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-8490909907963352916?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8490909907963352916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=8490909907963352916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8490909907963352916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8490909907963352916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/listening-to-heartbreaker.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-4523819375620741279</id><published>2009-08-24T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T01:37:52.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My asshole sony ericsson phone is dead. AGAIN. So today woke up at 7 cause the alarm was not working too. So daddy had to fetch me. Hahaha. I give up on the phone. Im getting iphone 3g YAY!!! But must wait for two months. So now using the stupid samsung phone. Its so hard to touch and its freaking slow. Omgosh so hard to get used to it. Cannot listen to music. Omgosh, am I really getting that rough nowadays? O: That's what people come and tell mee. Okay, maybe I will do some reflections. Lol. Okay, maybe I am really getting too violent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First period was English. Had to get the recycling box from 2e4. In the morning I went to 2e4 cause I forgot that we changed back. So I was like thinking " Omg, why the class so unusually quiet one? " Then I realise that it was the wrong class. So I went back to 1e8 classroom. Super noisy hahahahah. During English ppl were lodging complains to ms aliah. Very funny. Hahah. I think ms aliah was esp nice today. Maybe cause we're too nice. HAHAHAHAHA. I went to practise chinese oral during art. So funny ppl keep giving mdm seah attitude. But I nvr luh, I just do what she tell us to do to avoid unessesary troubles. Haha. I quickly finish the pathetic potrait. It was super plain. So after that I went to ask her if I may go to the toilet. Usually she wont let ppl go and will even shout at them. So I asked her VERY politely. Then she let me go. YAY. I quickly went down to 2nd lev class to take my chinese textbook and practice. Hahaha. I asked novia test me. But unfortunately mdm seah saw. Then she confiscated my textbook. Then when she went to the toilet I quickly took it back and revise. I HAVE NO MORE TIME TO WASTE. I really needed to practise. I dont wanna disappoint Mr Ng. Then the bell FINALLY rang after like ten years. But she still in toilet. She went to order bavisha to clean the basin and stuff. Some ppl got out of the class cause it was already very late. So I went off too. Then when mdm seah saw she was like " Hey, come back and clean up!! " Then everyone went to hide. Hahahaha. So funnyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then chinese oral was super funny. Our class can be really united when ppl attack us. LOL. Ppl went to give attitude and rolled their eyes at the girl who shouted at our class for no reason. Then celine went to throw paper at her. Then she was like " Who threw this at me? Better own up or I send all of your names to ur fm." Then celine own up. Then I kept laughing like a madwoman. When she scold us me and maria continued reading our oral passages loudly. No way would we let her affect our exam. Then celine was crying. Poor thing. Totally affected her mood for oral I guess. During oral I greeted the teacher morning when it was already 4. =.= The sun was already shining like siao. Then I readed the passage damn loud until peiyi wanted to laugh. After I finished reading the teacher asked me to close the door. Then the stupid door opened when I closed it. She asked me to use more force. Then I closed. It opened. Ppl outside were laughing. Made me laugh too. So I banged the door. It finally closed. Omg. I composed myself so that I can stop laughing. The teacher asked about dunno what tv singing competition. And asked about how I feel if a student win a singing competition. I paused for 5 secs to think of what to say. So I talked for whole 4 mins. About opinion and stuff. I just said whatever I thought of. All crap luh. Super scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I will continue my post tonight. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-4523819375620741279?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4523819375620741279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=4523819375620741279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/4523819375620741279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/4523819375620741279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-asshole-sony-ericsson-phone-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-8787065196153489233</id><published>2009-08-23T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T01:12:33.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh gosh, still havent finish the 2006 EOY science paper. Still got the 2007 one. Rachel reminded mee. I wanna laugh at Sam and Rachell's splendid idea. Anonymously-fugged. HAHAHAHAHAHA. Got so much work to do omgosh. Divyaa was talking about lady gaga on fri. Until so funny. Okay, that was random. I need to finish up all the rubbish so BYE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-8787065196153489233?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8787065196153489233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=8787065196153489233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8787065196153489233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8787065196153489233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-gosh-still-havent-finish-2006-eoy.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-6962849364080524472</id><published>2009-08-22T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T06:13:41.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How I wish a music piece could be played without going through the process of learning it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-6962849364080524472?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6962849364080524472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=6962849364080524472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6962849364080524472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6962849364080524472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-i-wish-music-piece-could-be-played.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-7863268833337109959</id><published>2009-08-22T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T05:51:56.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dont wish to talk about today. Such a hell day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd was such a happening day. Was quite okay at the beginning. Looked for Ms Aliah around the school with divyaaa. And she was actually absent. Then maths. I used 15 mins of the period to pack the stuff under my desk. Dust was flying all over. I think I actually kinda disrupted the lesson when I threw paper to the bin. Then it was chinese and lit. Then science. Science was the most interesting onee. After that was terrible...dont wanna talk about it cause ppl have been telling me about it over and over again. Invaded. People were pointing middle fingers at each other and spouting vulgarities. There were some violence and bitching around. Oh my gosh. Dont be angry Rachel (: I was kinda frustrated when I saw the chaos scence. But Shazana was really funny, as in the way she reacts. " One more time you come I go scream the shit outta ur face ah!!!" HAHAHAHAHHA. I bet there will be some unexpected stuff happening. HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith, be happy that your mum is back!! At least she brings nice food back for u right? Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of myself that I finished the ART TEST in 5 mins. The only test which I didnt bother. There was this question asking whats the name of the subject of this drawing. Then I didnt understand the question, so I put ART. Hahaha. And this question asking what kinda lines or smth. The whole class put STRAIGHT LINES. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now helping Tashya to search words for physical features. Like hot, sexy, glamourous, hour glass body shape...HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg even a 7 yr old can play fantasie impromptu. I lent my score to maria and sarah. Lets see if they can manage until bar 10. HAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-7863268833337109959?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/7863268833337109959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=7863268833337109959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/7863268833337109959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/7863268833337109959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-wish-to-talk-about-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-6440732756726002528</id><published>2009-08-20T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T04:16:51.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes its just good to close one eye. To make yourself feel happier. Forgot what happened on tue. Ytd was okay. Mrs Wong and Ms Aliah surprisingly treated our class ice-cream. YAY. Music was so screwed up that me and Dipzz totally gave up on our work. Ended up talking to Rachel tan. Hahahah. Then it was PE. I used the excuse that I hurt my leg. Then I managed to skip the whole thing. Then chinese was totally slacking. I love Doris!! After that stayed back to do the rehersal. It was quite okay. I damn suay luh. My group is the first one to present. After that went with Eliz. Went canteen and bubble tea shop. Talk talk talk. After that 135 came, she said too crowded. So waited for 5 mins for 197. Suay luh. When we went in the stupid bus uncle told us to keep our food. HAHAHAHA. After eliz went off I was eating. Then the bus driver went all the way back and said' Eh girl, still eating ah?' Something like that. Forgot the exact words. Then the whole bus was staring at me. I swear the bus driver gonna get it from me if I ever see him once more. After I got off the bus I fell down. Omg. So much for the 197.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today came too school EARLY. Erm, at least its early for me. Haha. Cause I had to practise my script. Went to piano with Maria and Sarah. To praticse the MEP performing exam. Oh, it was totally screwed. After I played I walked out of the room after saying 'thank you', I was so frustrated that I pushed the door too hard that the rubbish bin totally fell. Then got the 'boom' sound. So loud. I think Ms Ng got a shock or smth. LOL. Supposed to go to vw with Rachel they all. In the end Peiyi had to go toilet. So I didnt bother waiting. HAHAHA. So I went off with Maria and Sarah. Saw Tash (: Then was playing with her. So fun. Hahahaha. Then me and juzan was debating with kim mijin whether the song gara gara version in my phone is in korean or japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so frustrated now. But I will control. So that there will be peace one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;OMG TODAY IS THE FIRST DAY OF THE SEVENTH MONTH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-6440732756726002528?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6440732756726002528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=6440732756726002528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6440732756726002528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6440732756726002528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/sometimes-its-just-good-to-close-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-3788350412314310863</id><published>2009-08-17T06:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T06:45:33.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Beginning to hate school. Yucks. Watched epl until 2. HAHA liverpool lost. I cant believe my mep performing test is on thurs and I havent really choosen the 2ns piece yet -.- Cause most of my pieces alrdy take up 6 mins which is the time for the test. LOL. Talking to Faithie and Tash on msn. HAHAHA funny. Talk about boxing. ROFL. Our whole class have to go for this attitude problem workshop. Only our class and one sec two class. Not like we have attitude problem our smth right? -.- 16 bucks somemore. On fri after class comm training. I will just sleep through the whole entire thing luh. Forgot bring my ezylink card today. So in exchange for toilet pass I just gave my whole wallet -.- Just now went up to 2nd lev toilet. Saw tash. HAHA. I was complaining to her about the lame toilet pass which only our class have. Then she took it and threw it down the building. AHAHAHAHAHA! Reasons why I love my best buddy :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. She is hot.&lt;br /&gt;2. She is nice.&lt;br /&gt;3. She is friendly.&lt;br /&gt;4. She is daring.&lt;br /&gt;5. She has a good listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;6. She helped me throw the toilet pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-3788350412314310863?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/3788350412314310863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=3788350412314310863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3788350412314310863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3788350412314310863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/beginning-to-hate-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-6206407968893182292</id><published>2009-08-15T21:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T21:29:11.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you know what's worth fighting for?&lt;br /&gt;When it's not worth dying for?&lt;br /&gt;Does it take your breath away&lt;br /&gt;And you feel yourself suffocating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the pain weigh out the pride?&lt;br /&gt;And you look for a place to hide?&lt;br /&gt;Did someone break your heart inside?&lt;br /&gt;You're in ruins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your arms, give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky, you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're at the end of the road&lt;br /&gt;And you lost all sense of control&lt;br /&gt;And your thoughts have taken their toll&lt;br /&gt;When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your faith walks on broken glass&lt;br /&gt;And the hangover doesn't pass&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's ever built to last&lt;br /&gt;You're in ruins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your arms, give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky, you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you try to live on your own&lt;br /&gt;When you burned down the house and home?&lt;br /&gt;Did you stand too close to the fire&lt;br /&gt;Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's time to live and let die&lt;br /&gt;And you can't get another try&lt;br /&gt;Something inside this heart has died&lt;br /&gt;You're in ruins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your arms, give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your arms, give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky, you and I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-6206407968893182292?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6206407968893182292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=6206407968893182292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6206407968893182292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6206407968893182292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/do-you-know-whats-worth-fighting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-8335382765432857497</id><published>2009-08-14T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T19:50:50.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Screw you. I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;What did I do to deserve this from you seriously?&lt;br /&gt;I treated you nicely and this is what you give me.&lt;br /&gt;I will not give a damn about you from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hell with you. May piss be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ruinED my life. People like you exisisting in this world will cause havoc to the society.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-8335382765432857497?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8335382765432857497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=8335382765432857497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8335382765432857497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8335382765432857497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/screw-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-1408869537923320425</id><published>2009-08-14T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T05:54:44.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have already done my part to save this relationship. But you can't even be bothered to do something. I will learn to let go. But I just dont wanna feel awkward with you. You don't even care about how I feel and you just threw me away like that. I shall not waste my brain cells and energy on you anymore. Since you like to be brain-washed. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back to school today. Fever went down. Feeling better. Morning was playing with Divya. They totally changed the lyrics of 21 guns to some retarded stuff. HAHAHAHA. Was laughing my ass off. Ytd was too tired that I fell asleep so today forgot to bring pencil case. And the damn odt is in the pencil case. So had to go to void deck to pay $2 and take temperature. Then my temperature was 37.7 degrees -.- Annoying. Had to wear the ugleee mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was maths, english, recess, geog, chinese. Then the bloody asshole fever came back. Cause I forgot to bring my medicine to school. I was wondering if I should go for band. Then Pearlyn kept pulling me and said she wont let me go home. LOL. She and Zhengyi bestfriends...LOL she gonna kill me for that. Hmm...so I went home with Tashya. Met Jessica at the bus then she told me " Hey Mr low said he gonna book you or call your parents cause you nvr go for history remedial. Zann and mkk also" Then I was like " What?! Book me?! I got MC you know? I am sick dude. In his face. " LMAO. Then my card got no more money. Luckily Tash lent me 50 cents. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and sleep. After that fever went up to 39.7 degrees. Then ate medicine. Slept again. Now slightly better. Sigh...so sickening. I dont mind kana h1n1 and die luh since life is so torturous with some people -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so addicted to 21 guns!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-1408869537923320425?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/1408869537923320425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=1408869537923320425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/1408869537923320425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/1408869537923320425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-already-done-my-part-to-save.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-6872716105958137495</id><published>2009-08-11T05:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T05:44:38.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finished swallowing the pathetic tablets. Feeling so weak and body is aching like siao. But dunno why I dont really feel THAT tired. Have no idea why I am blogging now instead of resting. Today started off great. Played soccer during PE. Dunno why just now was so enthu. Then recess was playing and the hot field. Then at 12pm during English I was feeling nausea and stuff. Then I went to take temperature. 37.6 ): Got maths spring test somemore. I was half sleeping when I was doing it. Prepared to fail ): After that went straight home. Supposed to stay back for the English Story Telling. But I got fever so Nicole say I better go home. So half falling asleep in the bus. When I reached home I took my temperature again. 38.3 -.- Then I went to sleep. Everyone was not at home. Only me and my dog D: So when mummy came back she brought me straight to doctor. Doctor damn scary. Straightaway ask me put on mask. He said I got almost all the symptoms of h1n1 D: D: D: D: Then I was laughing -.- Siao rite? After that I became so scared I was like hugging my mum. Then he said if I dont recover by Fri he will have to transfer me to some stupid retarded check up -.- So Lord, please let mee recover quick. Doctor gave me a mc for tmr and thurs. Then Fri if I still kana fever I no need to go school for 7 days -.- Oh mu goodness I dont wanna skip lessons ): Seriously. Doctor say best to avoid going out these two days and best not to go out of my room. *____* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asking mum what if I bored to death in my room if I cant sleep. Then she said " Go practice your piano and sontatas. If not what for put a piano in your room?!" =.= Then I went to begg her to put the extra laptop in my room. YAY she agreed :D:D Now in my house only me, my mum and my dog -.- Cause my sis and father are working overseas and bro in ns. LOL. House feel so empty. Sigh. I hope I can like do some work at edulearn or smth? Haha. Okay I am going back to rest BYE. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;Got this medicine given that after I take, I am not allowed to drink water for 10 mins. What kind of logic is that????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-6872716105958137495?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6872716105958137495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=6872716105958137495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6872716105958137495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/6872716105958137495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-finished-swallowing-pathetic_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-1135979169273195935</id><published>2009-08-11T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T05:43:44.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finished swallowing the pathetic tablets. Feeling so weak and body is aching like siao. But dunno why I dont really feel THAT tired. Have no idea why I am blogging now instead of resting. Today started off great. Played soccer during PE. Dunno why just now was so enthu. Then recess was playing and the hot field. Then at 12pm during English I was feeling nausea and stuff. Then I went to take temperature. 37.6 ): Got maths spring test somemore. I was half sleeping when I was doing it. Prepared to fail ): After that went straight home. Supposed to stay back for the English Story Telling. But I got fever so Nicole say I better go home. So half falling asleep in the bus. When I reached home I took my temperature again. 38.3 -.- Then I went to sleep. Everyone was not at home. Only me and my dog D: So when mummy came back she brought me straight to doctor. Doctor damn scary. Straightaway ask me put on mask. He said I got almost all the symptoms of h1n1 D: D: D: D: Then I was laughing -.- Siao rite? After that I became so scared I was like hugging my mum. Then he said if I dont recover by Fri he will have to transfer me to some stupid retarded check up -.- So Lord, please let mee recover quick. Doctor gave me a mc for tmr and thurs. Then Fri if I still kana fever I no need to go school for 7 days -.- Oh mu goodness I dont wanna skip lessons ): Seriously. Doctor say best to avoid going out these two days and best not to go out of my room. *____* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asking mum what if I bored to death in my room if I cant sleep. Then she said " Go practice your piano and sontatas. If not what for put a piano in your room?!" =.= Then I went to begg her to put the extra laptop in my room. YAY she agreed :D:D Now in my house only me, my mum and my dog -.- Cause my sis and father are working overseas and bro in ns. LOL. House feel so empty. Sigh. I hope I can like do some work at edulearn or smth? Haha. Okay I am going back to rest BYE. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-1135979169273195935?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/1135979169273195935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=1135979169273195935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/1135979169273195935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/1135979169273195935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-finished-swallowing-pathetic.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-7574961459795278403</id><published>2009-08-10T05:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T05:27:45.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finish editing the English Story Telling script. Then supposed to print out 6 copies but in the end the bloody asshole printer was not working T.T Feel like deleting my blog. Should I? Haha. Seriously dont feel like going to school tmr. Scared later ended up being an anti social kid. LOL. Today is such a busy day. I need to get back to work so bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I love my best buddy. She rawks (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-7574961459795278403?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/7574961459795278403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=7574961459795278403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/7574961459795278403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/7574961459795278403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-finish-editing-english-story_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-287198020753723028</id><published>2009-08-10T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T05:17:23.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finish editing the English Story Telling script. Then supposed to print out 6 copies but in the end the bloody asshole printer was not working T.T Feel like deleting my blog. Should I? Haha. Seriously dont feel like going to school tmr. Scared later ended up being an anti social kid. LOL. Today is such a busy day. I need to get back to work so bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-287198020753723028?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/287198020753723028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=287198020753723028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/287198020753723028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/287198020753723028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-finish-editing-english-story.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-4244388735914056235</id><published>2009-08-07T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:53:14.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I sat down and think. And think. And think again.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly bursed into tears asking myself " Why am I so stupid?!"&lt;br /&gt;I just dont have the mood to do anything. I am just mentally and physically tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY FAITHE :D You're FINALLY thirteen. You know how long we've known each other for? Hahah. Time really flies man. Last time you're still like a baby. Hahahaha. Slept soooo bloody much for the past few days. But still feeling tired like wth. Today had ndp celebration. I actually planned to pon it cause its only for three bloody hours. Might as well just sleep longer. My mum also ask me to use that time to revise. But I didnt luh. Rachel was bullying mee at the hall. She kept hitting me for no reason. LOL. Then we knew teachers were gonna perform. Then we quickly tore some foolscap and I wrote " GO MS ALIAH." Then Vaish said my pen too light nobody can see. Then Rachel used her bloody red marker to write. LOL. And she laughed at the way I write G. LMAO. Then Celine went so enthu and stood up when they were performing. Hahah. Then it ended. YAY. Didnt really join them at Videoworld. So I went straight home. And slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some ppl are borned to bitch around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs had lit test and SPA. Hahah thanks Kimbo ;D SPA test was spastically retarded. The BOB took away half of my life. I had to keep remeasuring the length. Then MEP was great. Ms Ng became a storyteller. We did this exercise with a story called 'Peter and the wolf' or smth. I forgot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dota map in the com is missing D: If im not wrong my mum went to delete it. Cause she dont want me play. Walao eh it takes days and even weeks to download ONE map. Shit. Okay Im gonna play counter strike now bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-4244388735914056235?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4244388735914056235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=4244388735914056235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/4244388735914056235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/4244388735914056235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-sat-down-and-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-3455078275618961725</id><published>2009-08-04T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:44:29.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so pissed with YOU. YOU ruined my day. I dont care after u read this u're gonna scold me or whatever. Cause its YOUR fault. Really. Firstly u took away one of the most precious thing of our lives. Then u said at 1.50 sharp u will meet us outside the office. Okay we waited patiently. Ppl were like all staring at us thinking that we are having detention outside the office. Okay wtv, then we waited. And waited. AND WAITED. Then Janice had to really go for piano lesson. So me and Maria went around the WHOLE SCHOOL running like a mad chicken LOOKING FOR Y O U. Guess what, we searched around the whole school u were not there. Then everyone was already getting frustrated. Cause all of us were in a rush. I saw Rachel Wong waiting for me at the 3rd lev for sectionals. Then she was like waving at me. Then I waved back. Everyone was already up there. Then guess what, u were still nowhere to be seen. Rachell had to even ask for Mr Yap to look for u. And poor Mr Yap were all drenched looking for YOU. Just by giving us the phone only takes a minute right? Even u have smth on u could have sent someone or tell us that you will be late right? Make me feel so guilty now for bitching with those office ppl. Its not their fault. Its plainly YOUR FAULT. Make me late for sectionals. We are not puppets for u to manupiulate. Although I respect you alot. Really, I respect u really alot. Dont make me lose it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, u made us look like some ppl with really bad attitudes. We didnt even use our phones during lessons. And u just take away our phones like EVERY SINGLE MORNING. Then isnt that unfair? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now is like there are 3 teachers in the class. Treat us like what? We're worse than prisoners u know? Even prisoners can go toilet whenever they like. Now what, world's famous terrorist ah? Go toilet must take exit pass in exchange with our ezy link cards?! Then there is this teacher assigned for only our class to keep a watch out and stalk us wherever we go. During all the lessons. And you said its not only for our class its also for some upper sec classes. And you said they always hang out outside the toilet to skip classes. Pu-lease. We DONT even do that. We only hang out around during free periods please. And for every time we say SHIT must take away 10 cents? Omgosh. I dunno. I really dunno what to do with all of you. Not like we misbehave during lessons or whatever. Seriously, even if you dont wanna believe its totally fine with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-3455078275618961725?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/3455078275618961725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=3455078275618961725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3455078275618961725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/3455078275618961725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-so-pissed-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-931464520329057213</id><published>2009-08-02T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T17:40:46.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love Frankenstein. Omgosh the book is so interesting. Oh CONGRATS MARIA!!! For being a pop. Yeah. Me and Zann was shouting and clapping for her. YAY. Then Peiyi went to brief her. Maria almost fainted on the spot. Hahah. But seriously, whats _____ up to? Please, dont turn our lives upside down. Janice just msged me and asked me tmr got what lessons. Cause she left her file in school. I wanna play triple dare with Sarah. Hahah. Oh,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DIPZZ! REMAIN PRETTY AND CHEERFUL FOREVA! GOD WILL BLESS U IN EVERYTHING U DO ;D YOU'RE A YEAR OLDER SO SHOULD ACT MORE MATURE. Hahahahahah. I love Qianyi!! Hah. Happy birthday to Rachell also. Remain pretty foreva! Went to library after school ytd. Went with the kc ppl. Joyce and Lavina. :D Then they went with Keith. Hahah. After that I started teaching them CHINESE. Then keith started teaching me how to play dota. LOL. Damn pro lor. DOTA IS FUN. He told us he playrd 56hr continous of dota. Like wow. Hahahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is lit test on tmr I think. I dunno how to study for lit. Having ch lesson now. Later got some SPA test. I feel like scolding some ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  _____, please stop lying. Stop making her unhappy. You are gonna get it from me if you continue. You're turning her life upside down. You want attention right? Omgosh I cant believe I even trusted u soo much. Cant believe such a person like u exist. Please concentrate on ur studies pls. Stop telling stupid lies. Liar liar pants on fire. Stop being such a bitch u get it? Stop annoying us. I really dunno what to deal with u. But I believe all the lies u say will be out one fine day. I will wait for that day to come. So good luck for u. Better stop it if you dont wanna ruin ur reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______, get lost. I hate you. You ppl are like stalkers. And giving us hell loads of trouble. I dont blame ALL of u. I only blame YOU. Invading into our privacy and telling us what to do and what not. Please shut ur retarded crap up. If you really want all these then do it after our exams. Dont do it now. If you continue I WONT be listening to u. Please grow up and be more mature. And dont be so shocked of everything and make a big shit out of a peanut. Serious. We are not TOYS which u play with. One fine day I will just have a nice long talk with you and tell you how I really feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh shit. Nvm I should chill. Hahahahah. Shit chinese so fast over D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-931464520329057213?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/931464520329057213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=931464520329057213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/931464520329057213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/931464520329057213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-love-frankenstein.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-8782774647272370860</id><published>2009-07-30T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T04:39:52.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is some seriously problem with blogger. ARGH!! Okay, now I am freeER. CA week is over ;D These past few days were like crap. Slept after 2 am every night. Then I PLANNED to wake up at 5 so that I can go to school to study and then go play play. Then I set the alarm at 4.55 But every morning I wake up like at 6.15 -.- Shows that sometimes I need to set a reasonable goal for myself. LMAO. Aiyah who ask me be such a lazy pigg.Geog was no good ): Maths was easy but I guess I made some careless mistakes. Science forgot bring calculator. But managed to borrow. It was quit average. Ytd morning at the bus it was damn crowded. And got this lady sat beside me. I dunno the smell on her is perfume or deodorant. But its damn strong. And I am sensitive to it. So I kept sneezing. I sneezed about 10 times in a minute. Serious. Then ppl around were looking at me as if I've got h1n1. Okay, I went into class. Then everyone were shouting and crowding around Zann's table. Then Janice suddenly opened the mathematics set box infront of me. IT WAS A WORM INSIDE. I was screaming at shouting. Hahahahahah. But then after 15 mins I not scared already. I decided to give it a name. So we named it WOOGLEE!! It looked like a smaller version of a cute snake. Then we went around the school with it scaring ppl. Then went to 2nd lev, 4th lev then 3rd lev. Hahahah. We even showed Ms Aliah. But she not scared. She even said smth like she ate one before. Hahahahah. After that saw ms tay. We said hi to her then showed her our pet. Shockingly she took Wooglee out with her bare hands and put it into a flower pot. She said it should have some freedom. Then I was like almost crying. Hmm...maybe Wooglee will be more happier without us. Hahaha. I wonder where is Wooglee and how is he doing. Hope he is enjoying himself now. I am having serious sorethroat now. Cant talk. Must drink lots of water. Shit. Cause everyday slept for 4 hrs. Now I look damn pale. Dont feel like going to school tmr but I dont wanna skip lessons. Ytd night was revising MEP for today. Then I got this book is grade 1 to 5 theory. I was reading the grade 5 part. Sam said it was too easy to be tested. But when I read the grade 5 cadences part I didnt even understand a single part. Cause the last time I took my grade 5 theory was 4 years ago -.- Now FORGOTTEN EVERYTHING So I moved to grade 4 cadences. Still didnt understand. I went to grade 3 cadences. It was a little clearer but not that clear still. So I flipped the book all the way to the grade 2 part-.- My theory suck like shit. Then took one hour to understand all the way to grade 5. It was already 1. So I started on indian and chinese music. I wrote alot of notes and I was beginning to fall asleep. Then I decided to wake up early and go to school to revise. In the end I woke up at 6.30 -.- ARGH!! See how lousy am I luh. Okay I wanna play dota. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-8782774647272370860?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8782774647272370860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=8782774647272370860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8782774647272370860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/8782774647272370860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-is-some-seriously-problem-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6285020441434484656.post-7719345107643235790</id><published>2009-07-27T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T04:49:23.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY. Managed to blog again!! ;D Deleted all posts(: Past few days was kinda okay except misunderstandings(I hope). But till now its not even like settled yet? Hmm...I want it to settle quick cause its really sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class moved all the way down to 2e4 cause Dipzz hurt her leg. So I was pushing her wheelchair and stuff and helping her move around. Dipzz, get well soon! I know its quite hard to get use to the way you are walking now but just know that we will be supporting u kay? (: Nowadays I am becoming too rough and rowdy. Thats what ppl tell me. Shit. I have to learn to slow down my actions too. Cause I am really impatient. So do remind me. Hahah. Today maths was super duper chicken man! Managed to finish it in half an hour. But got one careless mistake D: Damn it. Geog was not that good ): Tmr there is history and science. I just finished memorising the stuff in the hist tb. But there are some stupid inferential questions which I totally suck at ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my class comm badge while playing at the field there D: How am I gonna replace it? Then when we were looking for it on the grass Zann found a butterfly. Then she just pulled it wings. I was screaming like mad-.- Hahahahahah. After that I went to buy green tea. Then I left it dunno where. Forgot who when to take it and start kicking it like a football &gt;.&lt; After that in the rain maria and zann was throwing my poor green tea bottle around. What the heck. Then me and zann fell down. Ppl were laughing -.- I went looked inside the bottle and it was bubbles bubbling. EEWWW. Like coke. But it was green tea. It tasted WEIRD. Then I think someone left it in the toilet. Dunno how it went there. LMAO. Was studying history during legacy. Hahah. Then straight after school went home with Jillian. Skipped AMC. Cause I really need to catch up on revision. I want Jillian's i-touch!! Liverpool beat Singapore 5-0. That was what Nurul and Zann said. I love man u forever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing my specs now. Cause not enough sleep eyes very dry. If continue wearing contacts later kana infection o:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6285020441434484656-7719345107643235790?l=hating-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/7719345107643235790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6285020441434484656&amp;postID=7719345107643235790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/7719345107643235790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6285020441434484656/posts/default/7719345107643235790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hating-reality.blogspot.com/2009/07/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Yauting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782769722960773333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
