<?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-29633985</id><updated>2012-01-30T01:43:15.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think creatively to win.</title><subtitle type='html'>My life, or is it?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-8881516564827557094</id><published>2012-01-30T01:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T01:43:15.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>Singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-8881516564827557094?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/8881516564827557094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=8881516564827557094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/8881516564827557094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/8881516564827557094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2012/01/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-4106174966384347956</id><published>2012-01-10T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T02:36:39.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HA.</title><content type='html'>Old songs are still the best, the most nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time i shall listen to them and then write out a blog post. It gives me the inspiration and motivation to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-4106174966384347956?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/4106174966384347956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=4106174966384347956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/4106174966384347956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/4106174966384347956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2012/01/ha.html' title='HA.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-2328630908962767699</id><published>2011-11-05T15:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T15:54:26.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am fully convinced that:</title><content type='html'>1. Sleep late = Wake up late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I am screwed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-2328630908962767699?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/2328630908962767699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=2328630908962767699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2328630908962767699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2328630908962767699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-fully-convinced-that.html' title='I am fully convinced that:'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-5850358061270670556</id><published>2011-11-01T00:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T00:45:33.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzzz.</title><content type='html'>Stress level: 101%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, the worst part of it is it isn't due to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-5850358061270670556?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/5850358061270670556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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does that sound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a girl could give me that power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banging head on wall.&lt;br /&gt;Karating the laptop.&lt;br /&gt;Making my own hands bleed.&lt;br /&gt;and etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;The list is endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just one sincere word is enough to make me lose all the power to do the above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-664446516257421387?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/664446516257421387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=664446516257421387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-5378249340581833961?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/5378249340581833961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=5378249340581833961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5378249340581833961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5378249340581833961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2011/10/oh-well.html' title='oh well.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-9144438893129864924</id><published>2011-09-17T16:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T16:06:40.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know if you think so</title><content type='html'>But I think that it is totally stupid and meaningless and tell someone to say sorry to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-9144438893129864924?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/9144438893129864924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=9144438893129864924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/9144438893129864924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/9144438893129864924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-dont-know-if-you-think-so.html' title='I don&apos;t know if you think so'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-5394073980456717551</id><published>2011-09-15T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T00:03:36.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looks like i (usually) only post when it's sad eh.</title><content type='html'>This time I am really sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh what sickness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many ways: - sick, - sick, sick of -, or just sick.&lt;br /&gt;All the ways you can use the word sick. (besides being preverted i guess.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the problem is that I have been changing so fast that I can't even keep up with myself anymore, especially so this year.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am losing touch with myself.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I don't know myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what my purpose is, why I am doing certain things.&lt;br /&gt;Then what give me the right to critque about other people?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day I saw some friend posting a certain post on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at it, and I realised that I have almost forgotten about it already.&lt;br /&gt;I know I will never forget it, but it felt as if I don't need it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I STILL NEED IT.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days I feel that I have many things taken for granted, including myself. It was fun having to be able to do new things, get fun, and be able to change.&lt;br /&gt;But probably it is just me (I don't know how many times I have said that in my life) but I know I am not perfect, nor anywhere near the "good" standard.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I always change, at least always try to.&lt;br /&gt;"You shouldn't regret if that's the path you have chosen."&lt;br /&gt;I don't, but my environment, my friends around me make me think otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;Changing itself is a path too, but now I am the one making myself think otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being so ambiguous, but this post is afterall delicated mostly to myself anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being able to self-reflect is always a good thing. It is like a positive externality.&lt;br /&gt;You reflect and become a better person and other people follow you and become a better person too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarrels, are they really that bad? Not really.&lt;br /&gt;What's most important is that both (for all) parties are able to reflect and understand what they have done wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Usually both parties are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you seen in dramas that after a quarrel, the next day, one guy apologises and the other guy apologies too?&lt;br /&gt;That's exactly what should happen, in the end the relationship becomes better and both of them become better too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if one guy apologises and the other doesn't? The other guy just accepts the apology and moves on.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, technically there is nothing wrong (wrong is not that best word here but oh well). The first guy just wants the relationship to be mended right? It doesn't really matter who apologises and such and so long as they can talk again and be back to normal, it should be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It should.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it isn't, if you copy the above paragraph and paste 100 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone isn't ideal, everyone has a limit.&lt;br /&gt;That's always what I keep in mind and what I hope everyone can understand.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I always try to cool anyone down before I have reached the person's limit.&lt;br /&gt;Because when I do reach it, it is going to be damn hard to go back to normal anymore and I will regret it.&lt;br /&gt;That is also why I always try to extend my limit when other people make me angry and such, because I know if they do hit my limit, they are going to regret it and it isn't doing any good for any of us either.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if people do take advantage of me because of that. (Some probably had.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, there is a limit to how much I can extend my limit too right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's also why sometimes I wonder if I should even extend my limit at all, because when other people hit my extended limit, the amount of regret caused is increased, the strain on the relationships is increased and probably there is going to be some long-termed effects and it will take a very very long time to get back to the "normal" relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something I have been thinking ever since sec 1 or even before that, and I am still thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I can try to extend my limit less, but hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;that itself is a change too right?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-5394073980456717551?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/5394073980456717551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=5394073980456717551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5394073980456717551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5394073980456717551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2011/09/looks-like-i-usually-only-post-when-its.html' title='Looks like i (usually) only post when it&apos;s sad eh.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-913968090593354081</id><published>2011-07-23T18:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T18:40:21.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>it's time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-913968090593354081?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/913968090593354081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=913968090593354081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/913968090593354081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/913968090593354081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2011/07/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-294353048878601284</id><published>2011-07-22T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T00:12:46.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironically</title><content type='html'>I think I am going to cry myself to sleep tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-294353048878601284?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/294353048878601284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=294353048878601284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/294353048878601284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/294353048878601284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2011/07/ironically.html' title='Ironically'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-5881904560437537680</id><published>2011-06-09T14:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T14:24:12.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it's just WTF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-5881904560437537680?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/5881904560437537680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=5881904560437537680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5881904560437537680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5881904560437537680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2011/06/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-259324669147928856</id><published>2011-06-04T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T11:08:28.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha.</title><content type='html'>I have no energy to care about these things anymore, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray everything will eventually go well, when this ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-259324669147928856?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/259324669147928856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=259324669147928856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/259324669147928856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/259324669147928856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2011/06/haha.html' title='haha.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-2612487871430628728</id><published>2011-06-03T01:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T01:02:37.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah.</title><content type='html'>I don't care anymore already, TOO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-2612487871430628728?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/2612487871430628728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=2612487871430628728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2612487871430628728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2612487871430628728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2011/06/yeah.html' title='Yeah.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-3769860166377860255</id><published>2011-01-14T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T21:14:21.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A stupid post, but I just wanted to say that</title><content type='html'>I forgot to say, "Thank goodness I tried." :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-3769860166377860255?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/3769860166377860255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=3769860166377860255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/3769860166377860255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/3769860166377860255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2011/01/stupid-post-but-i-just-wanted-to-say.html' title='A stupid post, but I just wanted to say that'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-3082903546107755526</id><published>2010-12-30T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T21:09:19.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;WHY DO I BOTHER.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: I shall give myself just another try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-3082903546107755526?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/3082903546107755526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=3082903546107755526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/3082903546107755526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/3082903546107755526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-8800023011466336039</id><published>2010-12-15T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T21:55:02.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kage Futatsu</title><content type='html'>ano hajimari no hi tsuyogatteta&lt;br /&gt;osanai deai ni senobi wo shiteita&lt;br /&gt;onaji kaze wo uke warai atta&lt;br /&gt;aa, furikaereba natsukashii hibi&lt;br /&gt;sono ashioto ga mimi ni nokoru&lt;br /&gt;kimi no koe ha doko ni ite mo todoku hora&lt;br /&gt;mou hitori janai kage futatsu&lt;br /&gt;takaku tooku hibiku shirabe daiji ni daite&lt;br /&gt;hagukunda omoi wo kotoba ni kae you&lt;br /&gt;dokomade mo atatakana te wo tsunai de&lt;br /&gt;kimi to no jikan&lt;br /&gt;kizami tsudukeru&lt;br /&gt;dokomade kita kato kimi ha kiita&lt;br /&gt;tsukareta? to kikeba warai kubi wo furu&lt;br /&gt;soshite mata aruku kata wo narabe&lt;br /&gt;sou, me no mae ni ha ironaki daichi&lt;br /&gt;jamasuru mono ha doko ni mo nai&lt;br /&gt;ashi wo soroe mae he susumu mayowa zuni&lt;br /&gt;tashikana kimochi kaze no naka&lt;br /&gt;tojita hitomi ni KATACHI naki kimi wo kanjite&lt;br /&gt;tomaranai omoi ga ashiato nokoshi&lt;br /&gt;ima, koko ni futari no kiseki umareru&lt;br /&gt;hagakunda omoi wo kotoba ni kaete&lt;br /&gt;itsumade mo atatakana te wo tsunai de&lt;br /&gt;kimi to no mirai&lt;br /&gt;katari tsudukeru&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-8800023011466336039?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/8800023011466336039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=8800023011466336039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/8800023011466336039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/8800023011466336039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/12/kage-futatsu.html' title='Kage Futatsu'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-36903154608402457</id><published>2010-12-13T15:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T15:55:34.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need...</title><content type='html'>a break from life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-36903154608402457?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/36903154608402457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=36903154608402457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/36903154608402457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/36903154608402457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-need.html' title='I need...'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-5475543218658837708</id><published>2010-12-09T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T00:15:11.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't you see it.</title><content type='html'>And I totally don't like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-5475543218658837708?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/5475543218658837708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=5475543218658837708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5475543218658837708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5475543218658837708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/12/cant-you-see-it.html' title='Can&apos;t you see it.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-3319311537387565674</id><published>2010-12-02T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T00:39:45.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is so not me.</title><content type='html'>Something weird has been going on.&lt;br /&gt;I realised I wasn't the me I was supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;Now I complain&lt;br /&gt;about the sad things or something worse that happened to me&lt;br /&gt;when in the past&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just makes other people more sad and confused.&lt;br /&gt;Which is so not my style.&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like,&lt;br /&gt;I am seeking attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to revert.&lt;br /&gt;I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will rather smile myself to sleep, even though there may be tears in my eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-3319311537387565674?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/3319311537387565674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=3319311537387565674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/3319311537387565674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/3319311537387565674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-is-so-not-me.html' title='This is so not me.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-6437327201315089577</id><published>2010-12-01T14:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T14:04:23.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Today we shall) Fill in the blanks.</title><content type='html'>How many times must I __?&lt;br /&gt;I am not a __.&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps I am __.&lt;br /&gt;Still __.&lt;br /&gt;__?&lt;br /&gt;I __ this.&lt;br /&gt;Can't you __?&lt;br /&gt;I am __.&lt;br /&gt;Like __.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-6437327201315089577?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/6437327201315089577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=6437327201315089577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/6437327201315089577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/6437327201315089577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/12/today-we-shall-fill-in-blanks.html' title='(Today we shall) Fill in the blanks.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-2793422855556795275</id><published>2010-11-27T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T11:21:57.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you know</title><content type='html'>i didn't know&lt;br /&gt;what to comment&lt;br /&gt;how to comment&lt;br /&gt;what to reply&lt;br /&gt;how to reply&lt;br /&gt;whether to comment&lt;br /&gt;whether to reply&lt;br /&gt;and so on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我觉得我比较&lt;b&gt;恐怖&lt;/b&gt;。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-2793422855556795275?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/2793422855556795275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=2793422855556795275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2793422855556795275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2793422855556795275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-know_27.html' title='you know'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-5497081748244461065</id><published>2010-11-27T11:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T11:19:46.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rare but still likely. i guess.</title><content type='html'>yeah. 4441&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-5497081748244461065?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/5497081748244461065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=5497081748244461065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5497081748244461065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5497081748244461065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/11/rare-but-still-likely-i-guess.html' title='rare but still likely. i guess.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-6352853830061974520</id><published>2010-11-25T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T22:36:51.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hm</title><content type='html'>what about 4432?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-6352853830061974520?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/6352853830061974520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=6352853830061974520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/6352853830061974520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/6352853830061974520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/11/hm.html' title='hm'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-1675379693837611601</id><published>2010-11-25T19:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T19:19:50.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOREDOM.</title><content type='html'>I FEEL LIKE DYING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-1675379693837611601?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/1675379693837611601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=1675379693837611601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/1675379693837611601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/1675379693837611601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/11/boredom.html' title='BOREDOM.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-5009404967617238310</id><published>2010-11-22T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T12:59:14.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you know.</title><content type='html'>Besides having the real cure,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only cure is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because having that proves something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-5009404967617238310?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/5009404967617238310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=5009404967617238310' title='0 Comments'/><link 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-5475647315588819544?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/5475647315588819544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=5475647315588819544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5475647315588819544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5475647315588819544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/11/tears.html' title='tears.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-7108856016280109888</id><published>2010-11-17T18:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T18:23:12.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wonder</title><content type='html'>sometimes&lt;br /&gt;i really wonder&lt;br /&gt;if i am too harsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean i wonder if i said those words on impulse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or i really meant good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really know it myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad sorry ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-7108856016280109888?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/7108856016280109888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=7108856016280109888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/7108856016280109888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/7108856016280109888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-wonder.html' title='i wonder'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-7406778503242792410</id><published>2010-11-14T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T12:50:00.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my feeling is like the weather now</title><content type='html'>although the sky itself looks peaceful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's actually raining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-7406778503242792410?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/7406778503242792410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=7406778503242792410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/7406778503242792410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/7406778503242792410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=7892107994365548804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/7892107994365548804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/7892107994365548804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/11/admit-it.html' title='Admit it.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-2837369041383595184</id><published>2010-11-11T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T22:02:44.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh</title><content type='html'>the legendary 4-3-3-3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-2837369041383595184?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/2837369041383595184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=2837369041383595184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2837369041383595184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2837369041383595184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/11/oh.html' title='oh'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-647799428708518172?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/647799428708518172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=647799428708518172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/647799428708518172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/647799428708518172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/11/maybe-its-time-to-do-this-again.html' title='maybe it&apos;s time to do this again.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-8873753188934208741</id><published>2010-10-30T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T19:41:56.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That day,</title><content type='html'>that day, just a week ago or so, while i was walking down the stairs in school,&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly randomly thought of a random word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I suddenly stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I realise that probably explains almost everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the time I was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Insecurity is a feeling of general unease or nervousness that may be triggered by perceiving of oneself to be unloved, inadequate or worthless (whether in a rational or an irrational manner)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happens for my family, my friends and even MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Insecurity is defined as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Feeling of not being "good enough" to meet the challenge of a situation you face in life.&lt;br /&gt;* Sense of helplessness in the face of problems, conflict or concerns.&lt;br /&gt;* Belief that one is inadequate or incompetent to handle life's challenges.&lt;br /&gt;* Fear of being discovered as inadequate, ill-fitted or unsuited to meet responsibilities at home, school or on the job.&lt;br /&gt;* Sense of not fitting in, being "out of sync" with those in your peer group.&lt;br /&gt;* Perception that life is unpredictable with most of the expectations you have to meet not clearly understood.&lt;br /&gt;* Sense of always climbing up a mountain, never being able to reach the top.&lt;br /&gt;* Sense of lacking support or reinforcement where you live, work or play.&lt;br /&gt;* Results from a sense of being unaccepted, disapproved or rejected.&lt;br /&gt;* Inner turmoil coming from a lack of direction or bewilderment as to where you are going, what your goals are and what responses are appropriate for events in life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emotional instability that comes with it, is unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get all tired and don't feel like doing anything, although you got so much things to do at the point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get freaking stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LIKE BLOWING UP BECAUSE OF PW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-8873753188934208741?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/8873753188934208741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=8873753188934208741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/8873753188934208741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/8873753188934208741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/10/that-day.html' title='That day,'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-6316311025529286295</id><published>2010-10-22T20:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T20:51:20.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE</title><content type='html'>FRIDAY NIGHTS :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-6316311025529286295?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/6316311025529286295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=6316311025529286295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/6316311025529286295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/6316311025529286295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-love.html' title='I LOVE'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-5492087004844003559</id><published>2010-10-22T01:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T01:24:11.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please.</title><content type='html'>Feelings.&lt;br /&gt;You can feel happy,&lt;br /&gt;sad,&lt;br /&gt;angry,&lt;br /&gt;jealous,&lt;br /&gt;bored,&lt;br /&gt;disappointed,&lt;br /&gt;nothing,&lt;br /&gt;ans the list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey,&lt;br /&gt;some feelings just don't go together.&lt;br /&gt;Happy and sad?&lt;br /&gt;I am happy and sad?&lt;br /&gt;How can one be happy and sad at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it IS possible in fact.&lt;br /&gt;And the feeling(s) is(are) much WORSE than the individual ones.&lt;br /&gt;It's like&lt;br /&gt;you are feeling something at one point&lt;br /&gt;and another at the same moment&lt;br /&gt;and in other words you have no idea what you are feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So okay,&lt;br /&gt;please don't let me feel that,&lt;br /&gt;because the feeling really sucks. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-5492087004844003559?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/5492087004844003559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-6680816722120997253?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/6680816722120997253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=6680816722120997253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/6680816722120997253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/6680816722120997253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/10/it-was-since-some-time-since.html' title='It was since some time since'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-3582081585554310748</id><published>2010-10-14T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T20:03:39.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are right.</title><content type='html'>I am probably a beast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-3582081585554310748?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/3582081585554310748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=3582081585554310748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/3582081585554310748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/3582081585554310748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-are-right.html' title='You are right.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-675214628232934582</id><published>2010-10-08T14:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T14:02:54.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;freaking&lt;/u&gt; don't believe what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will probably explain more in detail after I have calmed down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-675214628232934582?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/675214628232934582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=675214628232934582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/675214628232934582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/675214628232934582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/10/i.html' title='I'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-2196486270508923207</id><published>2010-10-07T14:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T14:20:59.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh today was</title><content type='html'>Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did try to kill the subject this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT..,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DIDN'T KNOW IF IT DIED O_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-2196486270508923207?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/2196486270508923207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=2196486270508923207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2196486270508923207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2196486270508923207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/10/oh-today-was.html' title='oh today was'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-3650618111445125948</id><published>2010-10-06T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T17:53:56.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I did a good thing.</title><content type='html'>Okay not exactly that I did a good thing&lt;br /&gt;but rather I did NOT do a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't kill the subject. (yay.)&lt;br /&gt;I guess the subject I met today was too skillful for me to kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;I think no one killed it either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-3650618111445125948?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/3650618111445125948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=3650618111445125948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/3650618111445125948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST NEEDED 5 MORE MINUTES TO GIVE IT A PROPER BURIAL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-4959320822743742470?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/4959320822743742470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=4959320822743742470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/4959320822743742470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/4959320822743742470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/10/oh-damn-damn.html' title='Oh damn damn'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-7018298270693529176</id><published>2010-10-04T13:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T13:32:05.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I became...</title><content type='html'>a murderer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I killed the GP subject just 2 hours ago (as in it died)&lt;br /&gt;and I felt so guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tasked to kill 4 more in the next 4 days, one each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnn, I really hate to kill.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And time to start on the post-murder-action plan (PMAP) I devised yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I shall do up one for tomorrow later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(10 hours of econs. let's go.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-7018298270693529176?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/7018298270693529176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=7018298270693529176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/7018298270693529176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/7018298270693529176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/10/today-i-became.html' title='Today I became...'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-8521929183465007294</id><published>2010-10-03T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T22:56:48.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is why</title><content type='html'>I don't feel like talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I hope I am just too tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-8521929183465007294?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/8521929183465007294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=8521929183465007294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/8521929183465007294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/8521929183465007294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-is-why.html' title='this is why'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-938272471780560382</id><published>2010-10-03T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T11:41:43.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow?</title><content type='html'>Yes, tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please,&lt;br /&gt;give me the determination to see this through.&lt;br /&gt;give me the hope I need.&lt;br /&gt;give me the time to do everything.&lt;br /&gt;and of course,&lt;br /&gt;give me the results that I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really,&lt;br /&gt;I beg you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-938272471780560382?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/938272471780560382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=938272471780560382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/938272471780560382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/938272471780560382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/10/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow?'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-7670741179044276800</id><published>2010-10-02T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T01:04:16.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realisation</title><content type='html'>I realised that I couldn't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I had purposely excluded it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of my mind, my memory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-7670741179044276800?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-822109772302077232</id><published>2010-09-26T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T12:15:10.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven point nine one.</title><content type='html'>SPNO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A temporary stop to everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post will be about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math Science and even GP PW and Econs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the Percentage (done).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will elaborate what is/isn't done next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCMEGp(Pw):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: 1/6*0.4 + 0*0.4 + 0*0.2 = 6.67% (3 s.f.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: 5/6*0.3 + 1/10*0.25 + 0*0.25 + 0.2 = 27.5% (3 s.f)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: 0*0.1 + 0*0.3 + 1/100*0.4 + 0*0.2 = 0.400% (3 s.f.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gp: 1/2*0.1 + 0*0.02 + 0*0.2 + 0*0.2 + 0*0.2 = 5.00% (3 s.f.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pw: - (for now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: (6.67+27.5+0.400+0+5.00)/5 = &lt;b&gt;7.91%&lt;/b&gt; (3 s.f.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-822109772302077232?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/822109772302077232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=822109772302077232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/822109772302077232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/822109772302077232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=1116887184851735212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/1116887184851735212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/1116887184851735212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/09/hmmm.html' title='hmmm.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-2221874338731521821</id><published>2010-09-22T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T22:47:22.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must i</title><content type='html'>must i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cry again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-2221874338731521821?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/2221874338731521821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=2221874338731521821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2221874338731521821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2221874338731521821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/09/must-i.html' title='must i'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-63465417074505985</id><published>2010-09-21T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T22:58:36.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you mean by,</title><content type='html'>What do you mean by 920201042433.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired.&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired of all of these.&lt;br /&gt;I have no appetite.&lt;br /&gt;Shall not have dinner today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the funniest joke in my life, ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-63465417074505985?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/63465417074505985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=63465417074505985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/63465417074505985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/63465417074505985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-do-you-mean-by.html' title='What do you mean by,'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-3609123129281226535</id><published>2010-09-19T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T00:23:16.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>Stop making me change this DAMN IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-3609123129281226535?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/3609123129281226535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=3609123129281226535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/3609123129281226535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/3609123129281226535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-7869141990939991826</id><published>2010-09-19T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T19:57:25.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ISNTWU</title><content type='html'>I&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;need&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;wake&lt;br /&gt;up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-7869141990939991826?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/7869141990939991826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=7869141990939991826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/7869141990939991826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/7869141990939991826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/09/wake-up.html' title='ISNTWU'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-6972995281118323623</id><published>2010-09-16T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T18:51:58.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long wind</title><content type='html'>Today I got back my GP class test&lt;br /&gt;an essay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 28/50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not very good, but thinking back of all the fail marks that i have gotten&lt;br /&gt;i accepted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there was this certain comment on my paper&lt;br /&gt;about me being too long-winded&lt;br /&gt;and she said it in class too (as in not directed to me alone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know I may be long-winded,&lt;br /&gt;but I just want to put my point across,&lt;br /&gt;hopefully she can accept it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-6972995281118323623?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/6972995281118323623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=6972995281118323623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/6972995281118323623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/6972995281118323623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/09/long-wind.html' title='Long wind'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-6675498695044995989</id><published>2010-09-14T17:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T17:55:43.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A random thought.</title><content type='html'>Just a random thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see,&lt;br /&gt;if you scroll all the way up this webpage...,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bet you at least looked up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see two words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIMPLE LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay even this blog itself is trying to be &lt;strike&gt;funny&lt;/strike&gt; idealistic?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-6675498695044995989?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/6675498695044995989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=6675498695044995989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/6675498695044995989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/6675498695044995989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/09/random-thought.html' title='A random thought.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-3831201759983503347</id><published>2010-09-13T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T22:07:40.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random or is it?</title><content type='html'>Whew. Yesterday I finally managed to finish packing all my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Like..,&lt;br /&gt;finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that not the point,&lt;br /&gt;unless you want to say I procrastinate or whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;But well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 3.30am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Just before I went to bed,&lt;br /&gt;something caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Self-belief.&lt;br /&gt;Determination.&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;Expectation.&lt;br /&gt;Faith.&lt;br /&gt;Right attitude.&lt;br /&gt;Self-esteem.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I wonder,&lt;br /&gt;WHERE HAVE THEY GONE TO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the road to success?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, people like to do experiments to prove something right?&lt;br /&gt;I have been experimenting for so many years,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tell me) Why is it trying to tell me otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit:&lt;br /&gt;Today during PT session my CT wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;So the relief teacher wanted us to write some sort of a note or letter,&lt;br /&gt;to our CT telling about ourselves and how are we now and etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first everyone is stuck, just stoning and looking at a blank piece of paper, not knowing what to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I told my childish friend to write, "Only the smart can see." and as expected, he wrote it and boasted it to everyone.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after I started writing,&lt;br /&gt;I realised I couldn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;All the feelings, all the emotions came pouring out.&lt;br /&gt;All the happiness, sadness, disappointment, worries and events and everything.&lt;br /&gt;"It was so overwhelming."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. What is happening to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-3831201759983503347?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/3831201759983503347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=3831201759983503347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/3831201759983503347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/3831201759983503347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/09/random-or-is-it.html' title='Random or is it?'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-1307745061936868517</id><published>2010-09-06T03:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T03:24:12.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep</title><content type='html'>it's 3.30am&lt;br /&gt;and i am so sleepy now&lt;br /&gt;but why ain't i sleeping&lt;br /&gt;good question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-1307745061936868517?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/1307745061936868517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=1307745061936868517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/1307745061936868517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/1307745061936868517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/09/sleep.html' title='sleep'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-4024334762438075527</id><published>2010-09-04T19:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T19:40:36.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg</title><content type='html'>omg life.&lt;br /&gt;you are such a freaking joke.&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-4024334762438075527?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/4024334762438075527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=4024334762438075527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/4024334762438075527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/4024334762438075527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/09/omg.html' title='omg'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-8270995649232604508</id><published>2010-09-02T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T17:48:42.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Logic and fallacy.</title><content type='html'>Hard work and determination will get you results?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sounds like a freaking logical fallacy to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-8270995649232604508?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/8270995649232604508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=8270995649232604508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/8270995649232604508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/8270995649232604508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/09/logic-and-fallacy.html' title='Logic and fallacy.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-9043224760519395521</id><published>2010-08-24T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T22:52:02.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idealistic Stories.</title><content type='html'>Okay i don't really care when was the last post&lt;br /&gt;Probably about 3 months ago or so&lt;br /&gt;But i don't really care&lt;br /&gt;Afterall i blog whenever i want isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.&lt;br /&gt;Stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your life you have probably heard of thousands of stories&lt;br /&gt;Good ones, bad ones, sad ones WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;But hey,&lt;br /&gt;They are just too ideal.&lt;br /&gt;Too ideal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stories are freaking idealistic&lt;br /&gt;So idealistic until i kind of hate them.&lt;br /&gt;You realise you can never get a life&lt;br /&gt;Like a protagonist in the story that seems to succeed no matter what,&lt;br /&gt;Well, eventually.&lt;br /&gt;But no, you don't have such a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But neither do you have a life like some guy&lt;br /&gt;Who fails no matter what he does&lt;br /&gt;Just keep failing and failing.&lt;br /&gt;There are always moments you are happy about&lt;br /&gt;Moments you want them to be there forever&lt;br /&gt;Moments that you feel that you are the luckiest person in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in other words,&lt;br /&gt;Our lives are so average.&lt;br /&gt;Way too average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i have blabbered so much,&lt;br /&gt;I kind of forgot my main point (LOL).&lt;br /&gt;But that's almost always the case when i start to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Kind of sad but oh well,&lt;br /&gt;I can only try to remember it while blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,&lt;br /&gt;So we spent our lives trying to make our lives&lt;br /&gt;Like that ideal life we all had in our minds.&lt;br /&gt;You definitely have one, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's results, money, having a loving family,&lt;br /&gt;Or just having someone that can understand you.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that's all you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always try to fight for this ideal life in our minds.&lt;br /&gt;But why do we fight for it when it is non-existant?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it ideal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people succeed to a certain extent,&lt;br /&gt;but many people fail and end up hurting themselves more,&lt;br /&gt;and keep trying and keep failing.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, they keep asking themselves&lt;br /&gt;WHY ME? WHY MUST IT BE ME?&lt;br /&gt;You probably have asked yourself this question&lt;br /&gt;Countless times.&lt;br /&gt;Still,&lt;br /&gt;why try and get hurt?&lt;br /&gt;Because there is a chance you may succeed right?&lt;br /&gt;You know you will be so happy if you succeed right?&lt;br /&gt;Now here you are,&lt;br /&gt;wondering why you wasted so much time trying to make yourself more depressed.&lt;br /&gt;Try again? You may wonder.&lt;br /&gt;Should you try again to waste more time and get more depressed.&lt;br /&gt;Try try try and eventually you will succeed?&lt;br /&gt;Yah right. That only happens in our idealistic stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;Stone and don't try?&lt;br /&gt;Will you bear to let your dream life go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do, you probably have depression.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-9043224760519395521?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/9043224760519395521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=9043224760519395521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/9043224760519395521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/9043224760519395521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/08/idealistic-stories.html' title='Idealistic Stories.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-3820761400454849528</id><published>2010-06-03T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T01:07:40.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doyouknowdoyouknowdoyouknowdoyouknowdoyouknow</title><content type='html'>do you know&lt;br /&gt;do you know&lt;br /&gt;do you know&lt;br /&gt;do you know&lt;br /&gt;do you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of don't know what to do at all? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know&lt;br /&gt;do you know&lt;br /&gt;do  you know&lt;br /&gt;do you know&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU KNOW?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-3820761400454849528?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/3820761400454849528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=3820761400454849528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/3820761400454849528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/3820761400454849528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/06/doyouknowdoyouknowdoyouknowdoyouknowdoy.html' title='doyouknowdoyouknowdoyouknowdoyouknowdoyouknow'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-5820713979395259073</id><published>2010-05-11T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T00:51:16.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-5820713979395259073?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/5820713979395259073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=5820713979395259073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5820713979395259073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5820713979395259073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/05/stay-tuned.html' title=''/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-8771768499683774523</id><published>2010-03-25T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T00:01:47.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>relax</title><content type='html'>relax buddy, relax (buddy is ME.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-8771768499683774523?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/8771768499683774523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=8771768499683774523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/8771768499683774523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/8771768499683774523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/03/relax.html' title='relax'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-6023523781930667945</id><published>2010-03-20T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T12:58:44.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brain dead</title><content type='html'>it's 12.25am now and i am supposed to sleep like at least 1 hr ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hc cup is over and YAY we didnt do so badly :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time if i really got time i will explain everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my hw is damn screwed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say,&lt;br /&gt;"This is a damn weird feeling which I don't know what exactly I am feeling. This whole thing is just so confusing and I don't know how to respond when other people ask me about this. So ._. can. I just brush it off by changing to another topic but ... I still have this unknown feeling. What exactly am I feeling?! (This is asking myself, not you.) ARGH."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And btw don't ask for the context cos you aren't supposed to know anyway. You can only guess, but no answer is provided. Like duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: This may really sound like that, but really, it isn't, it is something even more important...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-6023523781930667945?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/6023523781930667945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=6023523781930667945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/6023523781930667945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/6023523781930667945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/03/brain-dead.html' title='brain dead'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-6193078290380189625</id><published>2010-03-09T15:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T15:45:22.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It all boils down to this very fact that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually don't like myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-6193078290380189625?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/6193078290380189625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=6193078290380189625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/6193078290380189625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/6193078290380189625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-all-boils-down-to-this-very-fact.html' title=''/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-7534289894353965765</id><published>2010-02-13T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T00:02:14.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad?</title><content type='html'>I think I am feeling damn sad now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not because we didn't win&amp;nbsp; (but yes I am quite disappointed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but more because that everything's really over&lt;br /&gt;(orientation and stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I am really feeling damn &lt;b&gt;emo&lt;/b&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-7534289894353965765?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/7534289894353965765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=7534289894353965765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/7534289894353965765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/7534289894353965765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/02/sad.html' title='sad?'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-2786752831151978176</id><published>2010-02-06T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T01:39:22.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STILL TIRED</title><content type='html'>went for IPST test today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so tired in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so tired in the car to the place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so tired in the bus back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so tired back at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is so tired now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sorry people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no energy to blog ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i will just write a quote + add some EPICWIN pics :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i wanted to do this long long ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"As you watch each episode, the main cast is so well created that you'll forget they're just figures of fiction. You will treat them as real beings, sympathizing with one and perhaps disapproving another. Your own feelings will change as the characters change."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Quoted from one random guy in some random forum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's damnnnnnn trueeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EPICWIN PIC ONE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sEdRQrWZmyc/S219ff4JxwI/AAAAAAAAAFo/hjiVsxUA6V4/s1600-h/epicwin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sEdRQrWZmyc/S219ff4JxwI/AAAAAAAAAFo/hjiVsxUA6V4/s320/epicwin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SO DAMN COOL&lt;br /&gt;AND IT ANSWERS THE QUESTION EXACTLY!&lt;br /&gt;*stares in amazement*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EPICWIN PIC TWO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sEdRQrWZmyc/S219mIw_T2I/AAAAAAAAAFw/wlV9r0YbHf4/s1600-h/epicwin2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sEdRQrWZmyc/S219mIw_T2I/AAAAAAAAAFw/wlV9r0YbHf4/s320/epicwin2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For people who cant see this pic clearly&lt;br /&gt;the letters that are circled in red are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O U R T E A C H E R I S A B I T C H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SO OMG CAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if that isnt circled i think i will &lt;b&gt;NEVER&lt;/b&gt; ever realise such a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the student who wrote this damn jian4 can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siao if i was the teacher&lt;br /&gt;it will be like&lt;br /&gt;i tio insulted and i dont even know anything&lt;br /&gt;:O!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-2786752831151978176?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/2786752831151978176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=2786752831151978176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2786752831151978176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2786752831151978176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/02/still-tired.html' title='STILL TIRED'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sEdRQrWZmyc/S219ff4JxwI/AAAAAAAAAFo/hjiVsxUA6V4/s72-c/epicwin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-1230330750141924436</id><published>2010-02-04T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T23:34:58.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired, yes really</title><content type='html'>Sorry people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i am too tired to do anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like going to BED NAO (11+ - considered early for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably i will blog about today and tmr&lt;br /&gt;on tmr or on saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some highlights for today...&lt;br /&gt;(maybe i will go into more details on the next post) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAR GAME WAS WIN (as in FTW)&lt;br /&gt;REALLY WIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATHENA ROCKS &amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS CAN GET SUPER ROUGH AND VIOLENT&lt;br /&gt;UNTIL OTHER PEOPLE GET STRETCHES + WOUNDS EVERYWHERE&lt;br /&gt;+ SHIRT ALMOST TORN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER UNDERESTIMATE THE POWER OF BOYS UNITING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEAR THE POWER OF GIRLS UNITING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPERSONIC WAVES STUN YOU FOR A DAMN LONG PERIOD OF TIME&lt;br /&gt;(only applicable to boys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ACTUALLY MANAGED TO GET A DIRECT HIT ON ONE FAC SHIRT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(not going to say which XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATHENA FACULTY DANCE 2010 IS DAMN COOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 HR TO PRACTISE FOR ONLY 30 SECONDS IS WTH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CT CLASS TODAY WAS SLIGHTLY BETTER BUT STILL DAMN DEAD ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APOLLO FAC DANCE IS o.O (no offence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIEW FROM TIAN TANG IS DAMN NICE (oops i think i said this before XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST CT DINNER TODAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASS FLAG IS QUITE WIN (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA FOR CLASS PERFORMANCE YET ): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I RECEIVED MY FIRST LETTER FROM MY ANGEL! (:&lt;br /&gt;(not only that, the letter is like folded so nicely and the handwriting is so nice and the message is like so long!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALISED ANGEL-MORTAL GAME IS DAMN FUN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's allll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look forward to more details in the next post! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hope&lt;br /&gt;everything's gonna by okay tmr&lt;br /&gt;and that my CT class can be more bonded&lt;br /&gt;and that our class flag + performance will gonna be nice&lt;br /&gt;and that i will not screw up so much in dances anymore&lt;br /&gt;and that i will be more enthu&lt;br /&gt;and that i can talk to more of my classmates&lt;br /&gt;and that my classmates will talk more to me&lt;br /&gt;and that tmr's campfire will gonna be fun&lt;br /&gt;and that tmr i will not reach home very late&lt;br /&gt;and that i will be able to get a very very very good sleep tmr LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;OG28 | 10S6C | ATHENA | HWA CHONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-1230330750141924436?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/1230330750141924436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=1230330750141924436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/1230330750141924436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/1230330750141924436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/02/tired.html' title='tired, yes really'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-2242061008973961216</id><published>2010-02-04T01:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T01:21:17.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A great thing off my mind</title><content type='html'>hihi people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i was pretty hell tired today&lt;br /&gt;so grateful that i am able to reach home in the evening&lt;br /&gt;slept right after a bath after reaching home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup about today.....&lt;br /&gt;it's CT session&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh..&lt;br /&gt;not really very sure what to say but&lt;br /&gt;i guess my class is quite average afterall&lt;br /&gt;and today's Seniors meet Juniors session kinda boosted my spirit by quite alot (:&lt;br /&gt;but omg&lt;br /&gt;the transferring pokey sticks though mouth by mouth is .____________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;omg the feeling super wierd&lt;br /&gt;it's like&lt;br /&gt;your lips are going to touch&lt;br /&gt;and your faces are so near&lt;br /&gt;and you cant see his/her mouth&lt;br /&gt;and you can only see his/her eyes&lt;br /&gt;which has the same expression as you&lt;br /&gt;and yet you are desperately trying to make sure you dont touch his/her mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's SUPER WEIRD CAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup so anyway&lt;br /&gt;we played some random and really weird games&lt;br /&gt;and THANKFULLY I DIDN'T HAVE TO DO THE FORFEITS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg their forfeits are like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;example&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girl lay on the ground&lt;br /&gt;then the boy face the girl&lt;br /&gt;and do push-ups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how they think of such weird and awkward stuff?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya&lt;br /&gt;before that&lt;br /&gt;we had this faculty introduction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATHENAAAAAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they tried to introduce the FacCom&lt;br /&gt;by like doing some things related to them&lt;br /&gt;(eg. Activites I/Cs - Acting , Dance I/Cs - Dance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah along the way they crack jokes and try to turn the atmosphere up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then&lt;br /&gt;sometimes their jokes were a bit cold XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow&lt;br /&gt;the J1s (including me) seems a bit dead&lt;br /&gt;mostly due to POGS (post-OG syndrome)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the whole thing is kinda rushed&lt;br /&gt;cos tmr is war games alr&lt;br /&gt;and on fri&lt;br /&gt;we have to finish designing the class flag&lt;br /&gt;+ a performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE GOT TIME??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know the people in my class well yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i hope tmr's war games gonna be FUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hope people wont gang us again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ATHENA SHALL WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos we IMBA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why we so IMBA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos we are ATHENA!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha the last thing is CCA exhibition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH MAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally the WHOLE THING CAN BE PUT ASIDE AFTER TODAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i guess i have decided what cca to join (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTERACT&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;CHESS/BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha it's quite late now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some food for thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person A: Are you seriously serious?&lt;br /&gt;Person B: Nope, I am serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is Person B serious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and yes, I thought of this when I am BATHING,&lt;br /&gt;I do admit random stuff pops out of my head every now and then :O )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-2242061008973961216?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/2242061008973961216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=2242061008973961216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2242061008973961216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2242061008973961216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/02/great-thing-off-my-mind.html' title='A great thing off my mind'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-2031192075821388352</id><published>2010-02-02T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T00:01:28.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S SO HARD TO LOSE</title><content type='html'>YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall skip the whole morning&lt;br /&gt;(just that the "sexuality education" talk is some LAME SHIT/FEI/USELESS/FOR THE SAKE OF IT ONLY/WHATEVER WORDS YOU CAN THINK OF)&lt;br /&gt;ya thats it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternoon is WIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall skip all SODACHE or other blabla stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just OG GAMES WET 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;6. "Table Soccer" game&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only 1 thing to say&lt;br /&gt;omg the referee kayu like siao&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opponent fly the ball over&lt;br /&gt;IN&lt;br /&gt;then later the opponent goalkeeper HANDBALL&lt;br /&gt;he say&lt;br /&gt;I NEVER SEE&lt;br /&gt;dam wtf leh&lt;br /&gt;if you there surely u will like kaopei-ing&lt;br /&gt;seriously seriously&lt;br /&gt;(shall not talk too much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the end we scored super fast&lt;br /&gt;and from 0 - 2&lt;br /&gt;we turned the score to 3 - 2 in like 1min +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAOSIAOSIAO (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7. "Hai-dai + blow powder" game&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our OG was damn high at that time&lt;br /&gt;we like cheered all the way and went all the way in front to look at the people playing&lt;br /&gt;i managed to win once&lt;br /&gt;but when i blow&lt;br /&gt;the wind change direction&lt;br /&gt;and blow towards myself&lt;br /&gt;so my whole face tio powder ._.&lt;br /&gt;become white lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WE WERE OWNING ALL THE WAY&lt;br /&gt;mostly all the ping pong balls all at the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why we SURE WON! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;8. SLIPPERY SLOPE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best game man&lt;br /&gt;when i on the slope&lt;br /&gt;then i realise HOW HARD IT WAS&lt;br /&gt;damn siao&lt;br /&gt;like almost totally zero friction&lt;br /&gt;i didnt make it ):&lt;br /&gt;one pair did it though *claps*&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;so we lost this round&lt;br /&gt;but hey&lt;br /&gt;WE WON THE BONUS POINT SO YEAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;9. Freeze and melt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;this one got tactic one lol &lt;br /&gt;we freeze them then they freeze us&lt;br /&gt;the details hard to say but&lt;br /&gt;somehow&lt;br /&gt;when its their turn to freeze us&lt;br /&gt;we managed to draggg the time&lt;br /&gt;and like save the waterbombs&lt;br /&gt;and use them later in the game&lt;br /&gt;AND POOF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WON AGAIN! (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;10. Big Volleyball&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya so&lt;br /&gt;by the time we came to this station&lt;br /&gt;its like really almost no time alr&lt;br /&gt;so we managed to play a bit&lt;br /&gt;then the OGL decided to make it a draw&lt;br /&gt;ya we are pretty much happy anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the 3rd and 2nd results were released&lt;br /&gt;we were like so scared&lt;br /&gt;that we didnt make it&lt;br /&gt;(but in fact alr discussing what cheer we shld use oops!)&lt;br /&gt;our OG really very ego sia XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO YES&lt;br /&gt;OG 28&lt;br /&gt;CHAMPIONS FOR OG GAMES 2010!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CHEERS FOR OG 28!! &amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so obviously we had our OG dinner (again)&lt;br /&gt;yeah but we didnt go vivo cos our ogl a little sick D:&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;took pictures&lt;br /&gt;and i bought the I &amp;lt;3 HC shirt&lt;br /&gt;(really looks quite cool)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i was blur again&lt;br /&gt;and i actually didnt order my dinner omg&lt;br /&gt;heng my ogls managed to buy some dinner for me&lt;br /&gt;or else i would have been starving D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(less of OG alr)&lt;br /&gt;somewhere in between dismissal and dinner&lt;br /&gt;we just chit chat and played some lame games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i was feeling very very down&lt;br /&gt;after i saw my CT class&lt;br /&gt;(Note: not becos of the CT class&lt;br /&gt;AND not becos i have to leave my OG)&lt;br /&gt;somehow&lt;br /&gt;i just felt sad&lt;br /&gt;i cant explain the reason&lt;br /&gt;its like theres like no particular reason at all&lt;br /&gt;and i am like going to meet my CT class tmr&lt;br /&gt;and faculty&lt;br /&gt;and then i will have to choose my CCA&lt;br /&gt;and attend workshops&lt;br /&gt;and study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so not sure&lt;br /&gt;whether it was becos of all these or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but putting that aside&lt;br /&gt;i was relieved that my class got 13 boys and girls !!!&lt;br /&gt;best&lt;br /&gt;unlike most bio class&lt;br /&gt;1 boy : 2 girls&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;others&lt;br /&gt;3 boys : 1 girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the latter is ._.&lt;br /&gt;and the former will end up the girls going all by themselves lor lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUTBUTBUT&lt;br /&gt;i looked thru the names&lt;br /&gt;my 1st reaction is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WTH/What the (whateverword)"&lt;br /&gt;like a quarter or more students from PRC&lt;br /&gt;seriously wth&lt;br /&gt;i in chinese class is it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of cos i was heng&lt;br /&gt;cos the people inside mostly quite unheard of&lt;br /&gt;so it means they not very guailan one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really really hope they are all nice and friendly&lt;br /&gt;and can make friends with me and others easily the kind one :X&lt;br /&gt;*cross fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos seriously&lt;br /&gt;i will be spending 2 years +&lt;br /&gt;the whole JC life with them leh&lt;br /&gt;if i start to hate the class&lt;br /&gt;i will start to hate going to sch&lt;br /&gt;and will start to hate waking up&lt;br /&gt;and will start to hate sleeping&lt;br /&gt;and will start to hate myself&lt;br /&gt;and will start to hate my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the seniors they all say&lt;br /&gt;HCJC very fun one&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY HOPE SO&lt;br /&gt;REALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so somehow i look forward to meet them&lt;br /&gt;YET i dont really want to meet them&lt;br /&gt;(maybe this is probably why i felt so sad and sian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well...&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST HOPE I WILL BE ABLE TO SURVIVE.&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note&lt;br /&gt;i guess i may be taking up the&lt;br /&gt;INTERACT club afterall&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE&lt;br /&gt;after i cancelled all those ccas that i will never join&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will go check it out&lt;br /&gt;what that club really does tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;And yes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;it's 10S6C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-2031192075821388352?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/2031192075821388352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=2031192075821388352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2031192075821388352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2031192075821388352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-so-hard-to-lose.html' title='IT&apos;S SO HARD TO LOSE'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-3975665806569424905</id><published>2010-02-02T01:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T01:22:13.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD DAY</title><content type='html'>"Good day!"&lt;br /&gt;"Lucky day!"&lt;br /&gt;"Good job!"&lt;br /&gt;"Well done!"&lt;br /&gt;"Nicely done!"&lt;br /&gt;"High five!"&lt;br /&gt;"So lucky man!"&lt;br /&gt;"OG 28!!! &amp;lt;3"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically the above describes today&lt;br /&gt;today totally ROXLIKEHELL MAN (PUN INTENDED)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning is SIAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and omgomg&lt;br /&gt;my brick breaker game lasted until the second last level alr (level 59)&lt;br /&gt;omg LEFT ONE LIFE&lt;br /&gt;damn scared&lt;br /&gt;dont dare continue lol AHH&lt;br /&gt;/random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;aside from all those boring talks&lt;br /&gt;got 1 video on past (history) of HCJC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg man&lt;br /&gt;super touching sia&lt;br /&gt;when u see those people cheering&lt;br /&gt;when they won&lt;br /&gt;when they lost&lt;br /&gt;when they finished a play&lt;br /&gt;when they had to "move house" (school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siao la&lt;br /&gt;they really made the video until so touching&lt;br /&gt;of course i didn't cry&lt;br /&gt;but i was looking around to see other people got cry anot (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;but omg ya some girls really cried :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that video somehow&lt;br /&gt;bonded the whole cohord more lor&lt;br /&gt;when they see the intense school spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super zai video (*claps*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then....&lt;br /&gt;blabla break blabla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it's &lt;br /&gt;ORIENTATION DAY THREE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the start&lt;br /&gt;everyone's mood quite low lol (at least my OG's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they started off with SODACHE (songs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY HCJC SONGS THE KEY SO HIGH ONE&lt;br /&gt;WHY WHY WHY&lt;br /&gt;(besides the last song taught to us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i thought the english school song was pretty interesting though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;MAIN HIGHLIGHT OF THE DAY:&lt;br /&gt;OG GAMES (WET)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were 5 games again as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Eagle Chicken Egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something like that&lt;br /&gt;damn lol lor&lt;br /&gt;and till now i still dont get why egg wins eagle&lt;br /&gt;(and it cost me a life in the game cos i got confused ._____.)&lt;br /&gt;but overall it was quite fun&lt;br /&gt;cos everytime once we do the actions&lt;br /&gt;everyone will start running and screamming LOL (auto reaction?)&lt;br /&gt;it was a draw for the 1st 2 games but we pwned the last game&lt;br /&gt;5 (us) V 0 (them) [only 5 were selected]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIP HIP HOORAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Tabletop soap hockey? (Edit: Soapy Hockey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one nothing much to say&lt;br /&gt;just zam the soap&lt;br /&gt;until the soap fly&lt;br /&gt;you win&lt;br /&gt;(that's how i lost btw D:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who cares&lt;br /&gt;we pwned the opponent by like 5 pts or more anyway (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Pipe game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one really need teamwork la&lt;br /&gt;the girls from my og were supposed to cover the holes&lt;br /&gt;then the boys go carry + pour water&lt;br /&gt;feel damn sad for the girls lah&lt;br /&gt;they become so wet while i still so dry&lt;br /&gt;(but i still got splashed intentionally in the end ._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes of course&lt;br /&gt;WE WON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Waterbomb batter(?) station (Edit: Waterbomb Baseball)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the 1st real station&lt;br /&gt;that i got really wet lol&lt;br /&gt;what do you expected from waterbomb games&lt;br /&gt;my whole specs + shirt was like filled with water&lt;br /&gt;its like one moment you saw the waterbomb flying towards you&lt;br /&gt;and the next moment you see NOTHING (specs wet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this game the whole og gotta thank our batter man&lt;br /&gt;i think she was from softball or something like that&lt;br /&gt;won 6 pts for us!!&lt;br /&gt;the opponent only had 2 points!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO THE MATH =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. SOAPY BENCH + scissors-paper-stone (Edit: Swoosh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg wth man&lt;br /&gt;the OGLs meng pour soapy water .___.&lt;br /&gt;after that whole game&lt;br /&gt;i like can slide on the floor on the pants alr&lt;br /&gt;but this game we really very lucky&lt;br /&gt;the scores were very very very close&lt;br /&gt;but we managed to drag the score until timeout&lt;br /&gt;5 (us) to 4!&lt;br /&gt;WIN AGAIN (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siao la&lt;br /&gt;omg what just happened?&lt;br /&gt;WE WON ALL THE GAMES FOR TODAY?!&lt;br /&gt;*inserts whole who's gonna win cheer*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Slippery slope (not played yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah heng sia&lt;br /&gt;we going to play this only tmr&lt;br /&gt;cos i dont want my whole body + shirt + pants + inside(yes) to be wet lor&lt;br /&gt;and nvr bring *ahem* to change&lt;br /&gt;but i look at the other OG play ah&lt;br /&gt;wah siao&lt;br /&gt;they like trying to meng climb&lt;br /&gt;but then in the end slide down lol&lt;br /&gt;so fun to see them lol&lt;br /&gt;omg it must look very dumb to do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(but at least i think it shld be fun hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;thats concludes the og games for today&lt;br /&gt;and the last item is SODACHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance is ._______________________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO FREAKING FREAKING SPACE&lt;br /&gt;DO WHAT &lt;b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;SHIT&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can barely catch up with the OGLs&lt;br /&gt;+ no space&lt;br /&gt;= STONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian quite suck sia&lt;br /&gt;for the dance today ._.&lt;br /&gt;but i did manage to learn a bit more steps&lt;br /&gt;(just that practical was fail lol :X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a bit of cheers then dismiss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG 28 OUTING AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;after they decide and decide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to go PLAZA SING&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we go there eat food court LOL&lt;br /&gt;a bit lame lor&lt;br /&gt;but nvm la&lt;br /&gt;can chit chat can le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yay today was more of inter-OG bonding alr&lt;br /&gt;everyone talking and crapping to one another&lt;br /&gt;(unlike the usual girl-girl/boy-boy talk)&lt;br /&gt;initiated by OGLs haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was so amazingly amazed by how much information girls can really obtained you know&lt;br /&gt;very very small things from our sch&lt;br /&gt;can travel to nygh&lt;br /&gt;or even schools further away&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;crazy sia (not that it's bad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not going into so much details over here&lt;br /&gt;just that after that when we going home&lt;br /&gt;i went a bit blur&lt;br /&gt;and ended up wasting a bit of everyone's time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to tmr's OG games + OUTING TO VIVO&lt;br /&gt;But dreading the end of tmr&lt;br /&gt;no more OG ): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG 28 FTW! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Posted on 1st Feb midnight - so ignore the date)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;before i end, i would like to say that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how people or websites can predict or determine or find out your behaviour or your reactions to certain situations or your personality and how you do certain things &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;SO ACCURATELY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ISFJ&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Although quiet, they are people-oriented and very observant. Not only do they remember details about others, but they observe and respect others' feelings."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-3975665806569424905?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/3975665806569424905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=3975665806569424905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/3975665806569424905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/3975665806569424905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-day.html' title='GOOD DAY'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-7588002387948508974</id><published>2010-01-31T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T23:44:04.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Routine</title><content type='html'>Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is just like another usual day .________________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously hate it man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE ROUTINES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today i tried to make today of a less routine (that itself has become a routine lol ._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played basketball in the afternoon/evening&lt;br /&gt;but this brings me to another thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;am i like &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; tanned? O:&lt;br /&gt;if u compare me to when i am like primary sch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am like less tanned lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg this sucks&lt;br /&gt;being tanned doesnt suck for boys&lt;br /&gt;but if ppl start saying that of you, you will be like .___________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mass dance is cool!&lt;br /&gt;not that i am so into dance but&lt;br /&gt;if like hundreds of ppl doing the same dance&lt;br /&gt;and synchro-ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wouldnt that look SUPER NICE AND ZAI?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same thing applies to drills and other performances mah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checked out the dances on youtube lol&lt;br /&gt;"I've set my mind on you" seems okay&lt;br /&gt;but "Tik tok" is zomgwtfbbq-ly &lt;b&gt;HARD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the song ROX (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah what else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listened to random songs&lt;br /&gt;visited random pages&lt;br /&gt;thats it lor&lt;br /&gt;usual things are done on usual days anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is &lt;b&gt;sian&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tmr gonna be wet games!&lt;br /&gt;omgomg&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what will happen during slippery slope lor D:&lt;br /&gt;and besides&lt;br /&gt;tmr's 1st half will be sian again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope tmr will be another fun day! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG 28 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-7588002387948508974?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/7588002387948508974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=7588002387948508974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/7588002387948508974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/7588002387948508974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/01/routine.html' title='Routine'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-187598996530821696</id><published>2010-01-30T22:39:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T19:22:27.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I AM BACK, HUMAN"</title><content type='html'>haha i am back people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i have to explain a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you see the previous posts&lt;br /&gt;i went to HK&lt;br /&gt;and wanted to blog about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i wanted and really TRIED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wrote alot alot on the blogger site&lt;br /&gt;so much so much&lt;br /&gt;until i took like 3 hrs to finish just 1 day (out of 4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like omg so late alr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i draft it and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day i tried to continue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then my procrastination mind overtook me&lt;br /&gt;so i tot of finishing it the next day&lt;br /&gt;and the next day&lt;br /&gt;and the next day&lt;br /&gt;and the next day&lt;br /&gt;it obviously wasnt touched (as usual)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is still now in my drafts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORGET IT LAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i probably know i will &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; finish it anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides there wasnt much for me to see in disneyland anyway&lt;br /&gt;the trip isnt like exactly for me&lt;br /&gt;so who cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are definitely some things i &lt;b&gt;have&lt;/b&gt; to blog about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1. Holidays till before IP activites&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically wasting time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see what i did....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLACK (duh.)&lt;br /&gt;help out in THIMUN SINGAPORE (yes being THIMUN admin ROCKS ROCKS)&lt;br /&gt;watch random anime and online manga (some are basically to pass time only but some of the animes really are touching and some are really funny)&lt;br /&gt;learnt SUPER DUPER HYPER MEGA ULTRA &lt;b&gt;BASIC&lt;/b&gt; conversational japanese lol&lt;br /&gt;(japanese seriously damn hard lah, i look at the grammar rules i practically fainted)&lt;br /&gt;TRIED to memorise hiragana (forget it, take it that i didn't said this thing)&lt;br /&gt;BASKETBALL (my skills improved lol :D&amp;nbsp; but there is still like a LONG LONG WAY TO GO) &lt;br /&gt;wake up, eat, breathe, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;almost died of boredom and a routinised lifestyle (yes i can get really crazy because of this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's seriously about all lor, really nothing much to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2. IP activites week(s)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word.&lt;br /&gt;FEI.&lt;br /&gt;(besides the 2 super hard english diagnostic tests)&lt;br /&gt;english compo on the 1st period of the 1st day of school is siao can&lt;br /&gt;i was so grateful i managed to finish it really&lt;br /&gt;of course, my handwriting sucked ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;3. Orientation Day One!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before 2, everything basically sucked D:&lt;br /&gt;i like knew everything alr&lt;br /&gt;they just repeat and repeat and repeat the same things&lt;br /&gt;i just played Brick Breaker on the phone (lol) or spaced out&lt;br /&gt;other hc ppl played Bridge blatantly omg&lt;br /&gt;no teachers to catch them lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somewhere in between high sch ppl got stayed back for scoldings .__.&lt;br /&gt;yes yes keep up the reputation of the school&lt;br /&gt;blah blah&lt;br /&gt;but he does have a point though (i think after that everyone somehow did try to give a good image. afterall, WE REALISE WE WEREN'T IN HIGH SCHOOL ANYMORE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.30&lt;br /&gt;we were splited into OGs&lt;br /&gt;OG 28!&lt;br /&gt;sheng hong is inside my OG&lt;br /&gt;but i wasn't sure how to face my OG lol&lt;br /&gt;cos b4 that day&lt;br /&gt;i realise janice and jolene are also in my OG (they were my pri classmates)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER DUPER HYPER MEGA ULTRA &lt;b&gt;COINCIDENTAL&lt;/b&gt; LOR&lt;br /&gt;they were like the only 2 that came into hc that came from my pri sch (besides hci and nygh de)&lt;br /&gt;and they landed into my OG&lt;br /&gt;thankfully after the whole day i realise they didnt really change much so we can talk normally thank god (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;icebreakers were quite standard though&lt;br /&gt;but at least through that i realise my OG members werent guai lan&lt;br /&gt;all very friendly de (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SODACHE (Songs, Dance, Cheers) was the next and last item of the day&lt;br /&gt;dance was cancelled due to time constrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just learnt some new songs and cheered the same cheers&lt;br /&gt;yes everyone was introduced to SELFFAR LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best interesting of the day:&lt;br /&gt;took 66 with janice and jolene back home&lt;br /&gt;and guess what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guo chen and shi ya were also on the same bus omgomgomg&lt;br /&gt;it was like a mini class gathering alr lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;4. Orientation Day Two&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY TWO FTW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first thing was principal (dr hon) 's talk + dialogue&lt;br /&gt;it's the same thing since sec 1&lt;br /&gt;but this time there were girls&lt;br /&gt;+ the floor population X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual&lt;br /&gt;"That's your opinion" +1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone high school boy like waiting for that phrase alr xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then school tour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha didn't realise JC side got so many hiddenly paths and places also&lt;br /&gt;and from tian1 tang2 THE VIEW FTW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was break then discipline talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian BRIDGE IS BANNED (lol i expected it lol)&lt;br /&gt;regretted not fully using the time b4 that day to play bridge&lt;br /&gt;now cant liao :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 1pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES ORIENTATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG GAMES +10000000000&lt;br /&gt;it was super super super FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we won 3 out of 5 games&lt;br /&gt;and won like ALL bonus points!!&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG 28 FOR THE WIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cheered until my voice like no more alr but at least it was worth it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT LETTING A GIRL SIT ON YOUR ARMS IS SERIOUSLY TIRING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the same last item is SODACHE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE WAS DANCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year i alr checked out the mass faculty dances on youtube alr&lt;br /&gt;it was like ZAI ZAI AND ZAI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i got to try it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yes&lt;br /&gt;got skinship de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dance partner and i both 1st time lol&lt;br /&gt;but at least she was also quite enthu (i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still we both (as well as everyone) screwed up lol&lt;br /&gt;but nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU NEXT TIME! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we sang some songs and everyone was like so high&lt;br /&gt;the whole atmosphere was so so high&lt;br /&gt;i was also high-ed lol xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the whole thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S OG DINNER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after many many changes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to go BTP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to eat pizza hut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because of janice's debating skills&lt;br /&gt;we got a free 10% discount!!&lt;br /&gt;thanks janice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i managed to eat only the plate of pasta only&lt;br /&gt;was alr full after all that i have eaten in the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the whole time&lt;br /&gt;is talk crap and talk crap and share stories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stayed back a while to talk more crap and listen to more stories lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then took bus with janice and jolene to go home&lt;br /&gt;(shalt elaborate much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG 28 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;5. SUBJECT COMBI&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCME&lt;br /&gt;(Physics, Chemistry, Mathematics, Economics)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not going to change it or think about it anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MEMORISING STUFF&lt;br /&gt;that's why bio is out&lt;br /&gt;i barely survived 2 years of bio&lt;br /&gt;but Mrs Goh is still the best bio + kind teacher!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just wondering why SO MANY girls taking bio&lt;br /&gt;i get the point that physics if u cant get it u die but...&lt;br /&gt;JC bio cant finish memorising = instant death what&lt;br /&gt;or else memorise until hair turn white&lt;br /&gt;also not good what .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well... whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;6. CCA in JC&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREAKING NO IDEA.&lt;br /&gt;omg that's why UG in high school sucks cos JC DUNNO TAKE WHAT&lt;br /&gt;SPORT CLUB SPORT CLUB SPORT CLUB SPORT CLUB SPORT CLUB SPORT CLUB OR COUNCIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope i will have some ideas after CCA exhibition&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i think i wrote quite a bit&lt;br /&gt;i shall stop here bah but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't stop, make it pop&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;DJ, blow my speakers up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tonight, imma fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Till we see the sunlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tick tock, on the clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But the party don't stop, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Woah-oh oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Woah-oh oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG 28 &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-187598996530821696?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/187598996530821696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=187598996530821696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/187598996530821696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/187598996530821696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-back-human.html' title='&quot;I AM BACK, HUMAN&quot;'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-2119416405574453391</id><published>2009-12-18T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T22:59:50.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paiseh</title><content type='html'>eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paiseh hor readers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this few days after the trip no mood to blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will blog tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or the day after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or the day after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or the day after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wait and see! (pun unintended)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-2119416405574453391?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/2119416405574453391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=2119416405574453391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2119416405574453391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2119416405574453391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/12/paiseh.html' title='paiseh'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-768992758206255095</id><published>2009-12-10T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:20:50.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh ya</title><content type='html'>Oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add on, the trip starts tmr and I have to wake up at 4am tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol like sometimes i sleep at 4am alr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i dont need to sleep liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i dont to wake up in the sleepy mode tsk tsk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-768992758206255095?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-8699528682797778214</id><published>2009-12-10T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:18:29.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sayonara</title><content type='html'>Bai-bai to Singapore and this comp and this blog for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOUR&lt;/span&gt; days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I am going to a trip to Hong Kong lalala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Damn it, why only four D:&lt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-8699528682797778214?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/8699528682797778214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=8699528682797778214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/8699528682797778214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/8699528682797778214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/12/sayonara.html' title='sayonara'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-8157552032289025215</id><published>2009-12-05T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T22:56:49.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this undescribable feeling</title><content type='html'>This feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is so weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-8157552032289025215?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/8157552032289025215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=8157552032289025215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/8157552032289025215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/8157552032289025215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-undescribable-feeling.html' title='this undescribable feeling'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-384338565976202841</id><published>2009-11-25T15:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T15:42:59.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY</title><content type='html'>FINALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER 2~3 FULL DAYS OF TRYING TO FIND THE PROBLEM WITH MY COMP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY FOUND IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY MY COMP HAS BEEN FORMATTED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I was so engrossed in finding the problem that I actually did NOT bathe yesterday... oops.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-384338565976202841?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/384338565976202841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=384338565976202841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/384338565976202841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/384338565976202841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/11/finally.html' title='FINALLY'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-4945442540255828918</id><published>2009-11-13T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T18:15:05.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IQ BS</title><content type='html'>A few moments ago I suddenly remembered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few months ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the papers said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Men who fall in love have lower IQ" (something like that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by some researchers using statistics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn bullshit lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say what they will follow orders w/o thinking more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but afterall they are sacrificing themselves for their love what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really bullshit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean like for example&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some researcher or scientist sacrificed himself for mankind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in that case that person must be really really really dumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What bullshit man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-4945442540255828918?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/4945442540255828918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=4945442540255828918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/4945442540255828918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/4945442540255828918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/11/iq-bs.html' title='IQ BS'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-1763619679155512054</id><published>2009-11-11T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:22:53.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but then</title><content type='html'>higher chinese is over already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then more importantly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE IS STALKING THIS BLOG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean if u come here then tag lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont like make this blog seem like no one come when all of you all are hiding in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-1763619679155512054?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/1763619679155512054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=1763619679155512054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/1763619679155512054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/1763619679155512054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/11/but-then.html' title='but then'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-7644309546601965101</id><published>2009-11-09T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T22:55:22.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20-13-18</title><content type='html'>It's finally going to be tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gonna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-7644309546601965101?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/7644309546601965101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=7644309546601965101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/7644309546601965101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/7644309546601965101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/11/20-13-18.html' title='20-13-18'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-391119493573878104</id><published>2009-11-07T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:57:01.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slacked</title><content type='html'>i slacked way too much in the past few weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"must buck up liao"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE CHINESE CHINESE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-391119493573878104?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/391119493573878104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=391119493573878104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/391119493573878104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/391119493573878104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/11/slacked.html' title='slacked'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-1304898640302526086</id><published>2009-11-02T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:44:37.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I really want to watch anime w/o the need of subs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-1304898640302526086?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/1304898640302526086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=1304898640302526086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/1304898640302526086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/1304898640302526086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/11/damn.html' title='Damn'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-5358915765905848119</id><published>2009-10-30T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:24:55.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful.</title><content type='html'>starting this post on 11:11:11pm today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long time since i last posted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to exams and exams and exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's all over (besides chinese sian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway&lt;br /&gt;i really think i am very grateful&lt;br /&gt;maybe to god, friends, family or maybe even myself&lt;br /&gt;yes and i really want to thank some of my friends and myself&lt;br /&gt;for helping me to endure thru this exams&lt;br /&gt;and get a msg that i tot i would never get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but afterall i cant say i too happy nor satisfied though&lt;br /&gt;this year is the most fulfilling year&lt;br /&gt;yet the most slack year&lt;br /&gt;damn it&lt;br /&gt;i could have scored better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is now i got more impt things to think about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next year just GANBATTE LOR =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jap ftw (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-5358915765905848119?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/5358915765905848119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=5358915765905848119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5358915765905848119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5358915765905848119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/10/grateful.html' title='Grateful.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-8123357492698094517</id><published>2009-09-30T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:39:08.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what can i say</title><content type='html'>what an usual blogging time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.35pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't started damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW/WHAT TO STUDY FOR ENGLISH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need and want at least an A2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need some luck and skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(let's see if I can sleep by 12.30am, wanna bet?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-8123357492698094517?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/8123357492698094517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=8123357492698094517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/8123357492698094517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/8123357492698094517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-can-i-say.html' title='what can i say'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-181248678191934355</id><published>2009-09-30T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:37:47.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>feels accomplished today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-181248678191934355?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/181248678191934355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=181248678191934355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/181248678191934355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/181248678191934355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/09/feels-accomplished-today.html' title='.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-2262554296530759824</id><published>2009-09-22T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:39:45.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>frankly speaking</title><content type='html'>met my mentor today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i frankly said i really missed many opportunities in high sch in the past few years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe for overseas trips and other stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now a bit regret lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-2262554296530759824?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/2262554296530759824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=2262554296530759824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2262554296530759824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/2262554296530759824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/09/frankly-speaking.html' title='frankly speaking'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-6581290414079657344</id><published>2009-09-21T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T20:46:41.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh no</title><content type='html'>8.45pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap today is monday already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still havent done physics chem or chinese ace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst thing is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOKE SAID SHE IS NOT ACCEPTING ANY MORE ENGLISH ACE&lt;br /&gt;(nooooo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 less ace = 1 grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is omg omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the worst thing is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paul ho is daoing all my ih ace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise i will get a Double C6 + B4 + A2 = &gt;2.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i am going to fail sec 4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-6581290414079657344?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/6581290414079657344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=6581290414079657344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/6581290414079657344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/6581290414079657344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-no.html' title='oh no'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-4051106861297486900</id><published>2009-09-20T13:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T13:30:48.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday</title><content type='html'>1.28pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up @ 12.40pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasted yesterday again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to convince myself to work anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Everything failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abcde&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;ghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-4051106861297486900?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/4051106861297486900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=4051106861297486900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/4051106861297486900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/4051106861297486900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunday.html' title='sunday'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-8836871666060136298</id><published>2009-09-19T13:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T13:48:51.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now</title><content type='html'>it is 1.45pm today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told myself to wake up at 8am today and even set the alarm clock for it&lt;br /&gt;too bad it didnt work =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked from the time i woke up to now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i can be determined to be determined (lol?) to finish at least ih ace for today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please.., help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-8836871666060136298?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-8373809857103651378</id><published>2009-09-19T01:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:16:23.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed up.</title><content type='html'>After the previous post of some random thinking, this is post shall be more about the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Screwed up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously dont know what happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;Not studying for test&lt;br /&gt;Slacking&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping (or in fact NOT sleeping)&lt;br /&gt;Playing&lt;br /&gt;Doing stuff that is not urgent or important&lt;br /&gt;And many other bad stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only can do work when it is &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; near the deadline or the deadline has &lt;em&gt;passed&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for being such a person.&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;Why cant I be like someone who can finish the hw due next week ytd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once thought this problem can be solved by planning so I planned alot.&lt;br /&gt;I plan what I am going to do tmr, when I am doing it, what do I have to finish.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, &lt;strong&gt;nothing gets done&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I am still at the same point as the day before, just that I wasted a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if the hw or stuff is due tmr, I can actually wait till tmr before I actually start work.&lt;br /&gt;This is partially why I don't get enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other ppl see me online in msn or facebook asking me why I am online when it is like 2~3am, I say becos I am doing hw.&lt;br /&gt;They think that I am so hardworking which ISNT, which sometimes gets very frustrating when they keep saying that I am this type of person when I am totally not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Flashback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember when I am in primary school, everyday is so carefree.&lt;br /&gt;No worries, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;The only regret (not sure whether it still is) is that I didn't have a good comp until pri 6 so I didn't really know how should I spend the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec1&lt;br /&gt;Still so innocent.&lt;br /&gt;I rmb the first time I went into hci and I knew no one and where I should go.&lt;br /&gt;And I was damn &lt;strong&gt;scared&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Assemblies mostly I dao, becos most of the opportunities go to non-sec 1s and I knew that.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't plan my eoy grade at all, end up getting a stupid 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec2&lt;br /&gt;Was much better than sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;Still didn't really care about overseas trips and other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Academic wise I was much better, only to know that &lt;strong&gt;everyone else&lt;/strong&gt; was much better too.&lt;br /&gt;Planned for eoy grade and got a 1.57 which at that time got real happy until I realise I couldn't get into CSE because of that stupid 0.07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec3&lt;br /&gt;Worked extra hard for results&lt;br /&gt;EP3 = super duper tiring&lt;br /&gt;No time to think about overseas trips and other opportunities (or at least I thought so)&lt;br /&gt;1.8888 for eoy&lt;br /&gt;Was really, really happy&lt;br /&gt;Went into CSE SMTP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec4&lt;br /&gt;Became a NCO.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of being a NCO is really undescribable. But with Exco and BSC and stuff, I truly admit there is seriously no time for anything else.&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself I will work hard for cca and catch up in academics after all these are done.&lt;br /&gt;True enough, I am satisfied with my EP3 (Thank you NPCC)&lt;br /&gt;but suddenly when I met my mentor I realise my studies deproved way too badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A first-time 3.something in the 1st term &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;STUNNED&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover it was a 3.8.&lt;br /&gt;I felt.. totally shocked at that point of time. I didn't know what to think and say and react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the point of time which I thought EP3 commitments were too great and start to hate (or not like) NP for the amount of commitments I need to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term 2&lt;br /&gt;2. something&lt;br /&gt;I am still very not satisifed but still, it was an improvement.&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;most of my ACE is &lt;u&gt;ZERO&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;which is suddenly damn scary when my mentor talked to me about it.&lt;br /&gt;I know I really didn't have the time, but that was really screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You are like what Dr Hon says, cannot be independent one", she said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what to say or react, felt equally stunned as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes Pday, breezed through prelims.&lt;br /&gt;When my whole group thought everything was okay, WE ACTUALLY FAILED SEMIS.&lt;br /&gt;I am so angry when I think of this.&lt;br /&gt;The amount of effort we put in is so much, there is no reason for us to fail.&lt;br /&gt;On that day the judges were like nodding their heads and Q&amp;amp;A was easy.&lt;br /&gt;I JUST CANT BELIEVE THEY FAILED US.&lt;br /&gt;and they didn't say any reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So of cos our group appealed.&lt;br /&gt;Our mentor also thinks there is no reason why we should fail so she appealed for us.&lt;br /&gt;Days and weeks passed by.&lt;br /&gt;I asked my mentor hows the appeal.&lt;br /&gt;She said it got rejected.&lt;br /&gt;I asked why.&lt;br /&gt;She said they nvr say.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was depending all my hopes on that project, and now that I failed it, means I never get an A before.&lt;br /&gt;The stupid changing of ace system makes me get only 4 ACE for bio,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;EVEN THOUGH I PUT SO MUCH EFFORT FOR ONE YEAR SINCE LAST YEAR ALREADY.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously cant believe why life can be so unfair to a point that my whole life is going to be screwed (even though I have put in so much effort)&lt;br /&gt;They keep saying just be hard-working and put in alot of effort and you will see your results but I DON'T SEE MINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, at THIS point of time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have a total of 24 ACE havent max yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I calculated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't max it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eoy msg will be around 3. something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is &gt;2.5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my whole life is screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't believe that this is happening to me.&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone please care to explain why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Stopped at 1.55am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-8373809857103651378?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/8373809857103651378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=8373809857103651378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/8373809857103651378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/8373809857103651378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/09/screwed-up.html' title='Screwed up.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-5679571930959533918</id><published>2009-09-19T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T01:11:50.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ISFJ,</title><content type='html'>Research has found that the Big Five personality traits are significantly related to Jungian Typology (e.g. the Myers-Briggs Type Indicator). This is a popular alternative personality framework regularly used for personal development, in which Types are used rather than Traits. Based on your Big Five trait scores, your estimated Type is shown below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISFJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2490151219&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=4dbb6ad8174bea125806cf58d5f61046&amp;amp;position=2&amp;amp;' + Math.random();fbjs_sandbox.instances.a2490151219.bootstrap();return fbjs_dom.eventHandler.call([fbjs_dom.get_instance(this,2490151219),function(a2490151219_event) {new a2490151219_Dialog(a2490151219_Dialog.DIALOG_CONTEXTUAL).setContext($FBJS.ref(this)).showChoice('Extraversion vs. Introversion', 'People with a preference for Extraversion draw energy from action: they tend to act, then reflect, then act further. If they are inactive, their level of energy and motivation tends to decline. Conversely, those whose preference is Introversion become less energized as they act: they prefer to reflect, then act, then reflect again. People with Introversion preferences need time out to reflect in order to rebuild energy. The Introvert`s flow is directed inward toward concepts and ideas and the Extravert`s is directed outward towards people and objects. There are several contrasting characteristics between Extraverts and Introverts: Extraverts desire breadth and are action-oriented, while introverts seek depth and are thought-oriented. (Taken from Wikipedia.org)'); return false;},2490151219],new fbjs_event(event));return true;" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=540632051&amp;amp;ref=profile#"&gt;Introverted&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2490151219&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=4dbb6ad8174bea125806cf58d5f61046&amp;amp;position=2&amp;amp;' + Math.random();fbjs_sandbox.instances.a2490151219.bootstrap();return fbjs_dom.eventHandler.call([fbjs_dom.get_instance(this,2490151219),function(a2490151219_event) {new a2490151219_Dialog(a2490151219_Dialog.DIALOG_CONTEXTUAL).setContext($FBJS.ref(this)).showChoice('Intuition vs. Sensing', 'Sensing and iNtuition are the information-gathering (Perceiving) functions. They describe how new information is understood and interpreted. Individuals who prefer Sensing are more likely to trust information that is in the present, tangible and concrete: that is, information that can be understood by the five senses. They tend to distrust hunches that seem to come out of nowhere. They prefer to look for details and facts. For them, the meaning is in the data. On the other hand, those who prefer iNtuition tend to trust information that is more abstract or theoretical, that can be associated with other information (either remembered or discovered by seeking a wider context or pattern). They may be more interested in future possibilities. They tend to trust those flashes of insight that seem to bubble up from the unconscious mind. The meaning is in how the data relates to the pattern or theory. (Taken from Wikipedia.org)'); return false;},2490151219],new fbjs_event(event));return true;" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=540632051&amp;amp;ref=profile#"&gt;Sensing&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2490151219&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=4dbb6ad8174bea125806cf58d5f61046&amp;amp;position=2&amp;amp;' + Math.random();fbjs_sandbox.instances.a2490151219.bootstrap();return fbjs_dom.eventHandler.call([fbjs_dom.get_instance(this,2490151219),function(a2490151219_event) {new a2490151219_Dialog(a2490151219_Dialog.DIALOG_CONTEXTUAL).setContext($FBJS.ref(this)).showChoice('Thinking vs. Feeling', 'Thinking and Feeling are the decision-making (Judging) functions. The Thinking and Feeling functions are both used to make rational decisions, based on the data received from their information-gathering functions (Sensing or iNtuition). Those who prefer Feeling tend to come to decisions by associating or empathizing with the situation, looking at it `from the inside` and weighing the situation to achieve, on balance, the greatest harmony, consensus and fit, considering the needs of the people involved. Those who prefer Thinking tend to decide things from a more detached standpoint, measuring the decision by what seems reasonable, logical, causal, consistent and matching a given set of rules. (Taken from Wikipedia.org)'); return false;},2490151219],new fbjs_event(event));return true;" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=540632051&amp;amp;ref=profile#"&gt;Feeling&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=2490151219&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=4dbb6ad8174bea125806cf58d5f61046&amp;amp;position=2&amp;amp;' + Math.random();fbjs_sandbox.instances.a2490151219.bootstrap();return fbjs_dom.eventHandler.call([fbjs_dom.get_instance(this,2490151219),function(a2490151219_event) {new a2490151219_Dialog(a2490151219_Dialog.DIALOG_CONTEXTUAL).setContext($FBJS.ref(this)).showChoice('Judging vs. Perceiving', 'Types with a preference for Judging show the world their preferred Judging function (Thinking vs. Feeling). So TJ types tend to appear to the world as logical, and FJ types as empathetic. Judging types prefer to have matters settled. Those types ending in P show the world their preferred Perceiving function (Sensing vs. iNtuition). So SP types tend to appear to the world as concrete and NP types as abstract. Perceiving types prefer to keep decisions open. (adapted from Wikipedia.org)'); return false;},2490151219],new fbjs_event(event));return true;" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=540632051&amp;amp;ref=profile#"&gt;Judging&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISFJs are characterized above all by their desire to serve others, their 'need to be needed.' In extreme cases, this need is so strong that standard give-and-take relationships are deeply unsatisfying to them. ISFJs are interested in maintaining order and harmony in every aspect of their lives. They are steadfast and meticulous in handling their responsibilities. Although quiet, they are people-oriented and very observant. Not only do they remember details about others, but they observe and respect others' feelings. Friends and family are likely to describe them as thoughtful and trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, it is past midnight, but today or in fact this past few weeks, was/were totally different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISFJ. I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"characterized above all by their desire to serve others, their 'need to be needed.' "&lt;br /&gt;I admit I am NOT so extreme. I am not so &lt;em&gt;ideal&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I still believe we should still give and take in any relationship, you may give more, but you can't take more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"interested in maintaining order and harmony in every aspect of their lives"&lt;br /&gt;Yes, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that I should make friends with everyone, even if I don't like that person, at least I make sure there is no conflict.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I really critisise myself that I am being too diplomatic, becoming too &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;non-aligned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, just like Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Being so, I normally don't take sides, and frequently it becomes very frustrating when I am "peer-pressured" to take sides and end up offending both sides.&lt;br /&gt;But in any case, I feel that this IS the way that I am going to do it and I do see many pros in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They are steadfast and meticulous in handling their responsibilities. Although quiet, they are people-oriented and very observant. Not only do they remember details about others, but they observe and respect others' feelings."&lt;br /&gt;I would say I am such a person. I don't really know why, but when people around me do something, even if I don't know them, I take note of what they do and think about why they do it.&lt;br /&gt;In public transport, the first thing I observe is &lt;em&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/em&gt; in the bus or MRT. (unless it is way too crowded) I see their faces and everything before I am back in my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do respect other's feelings, always. I believe in different perspectives and different feelings felt/actions taken to any situtation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I always respect, until I receive no respect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to hate people who don't give me back the respect I gave them, this is when the "dioplomatic rule" of mine breaks down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Why should I respect him/her when he/she don't?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Friends and family are likely to describe them as thoughtful and trustworthy."&lt;br /&gt;I am not very sure what friends describe me as.&lt;br /&gt;(When you think too much about what the people do and why they do so and all these, you will then realise you can't judge yourself at all)&lt;br /&gt;Wrt family, I really, really don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;It is a long story, a on-going 16 years story.&lt;br /&gt;I posted a such post before, but I think I deleted it because I don't want to remind myself of this.&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I do hope my friends consider me as trustworthy and thoughtful. (whether I am that is a totally different issue, for I myself don't even know although I usually try to.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-5679571930959533918?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/5679571930959533918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=5679571930959533918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5679571930959533918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5679571930959533918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/09/isfj.html' title='ISFJ,'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-4468864375673929641</id><published>2009-08-12T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:08:21.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unbelievable</title><content type='html'>I can't believe this is happening at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW AM I GOING TO SURVIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Someone help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-4468864375673929641?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/4468864375673929641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=4468864375673929641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/4468864375673929641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/4468864375673929641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/08/unbelievable.html' title='unbelievable'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-5471062984532576914</id><published>2009-07-02T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T13:56:28.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4days has past since the start of e-learning&lt;br /&gt;no mood to talk about this (not that i hate it but i actually love it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarification: There IS holiday extension afterall. (If you consider this as)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well in any case, I am very glad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I am doing work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, very glad and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long as I do work, I wun stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I hope.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-5471062984532576914?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/5471062984532576914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=5471062984532576914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5471062984532576914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5471062984532576914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi.html' title='hi'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-1794280910239071982</id><published>2009-06-24T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:15:40.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sian</title><content type='html'>ok hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling quite sian now&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;today is the best achievement day in the holidays so far!&lt;br /&gt;I actually managed to finish a book! (The curious incident)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is super nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A log of a conversation (with time) will show everything:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  11:45:55 AM  SGC:  hi&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  11:46:02 AM  SGC : how's ur bk circle coming along?&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  11:46:02 AM  SGC:  fine?&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  11:47:12 AM  ME:  well&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  11:47:16 AM  ME:  i mean&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  11:47:29 AM  ME:  i read from 12-2.30am (today)&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  11:47:37 AM  SGC:  i know =.='&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  11:47:39 AM  ME:  then woke up at around 10+&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  11:47:44 AM  SGC:  Wow, u slpt later than me..&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  11:47:45 AM  ME:。  then still reading&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  11:47:49 AM  ME:  now&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  11:47:51 AM  SGC:  LOLS, which pg?&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  11:47:54 AM  ME:  about to finish&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  11:47:58 AM  SGC:  JY!&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  11:47:59 AM  ME:  241&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  11:48:06 AM  SGC:  jyjy XD&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  11:48:11 AM  ME:  (:&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  11:48:21 AM  ME:  so dont disturb me for a few minutes&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  11:48:23 AM  ME:  thanks&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  11:48:26 AM  SGC:  ok&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:21:07 PM  ME:  omg&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:21:10 PM  ME:  i finished the book&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:23:31 PM  ME:  omg&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:23:33 PM  ME:  now i damn tired&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:23:37 PM  ME:  i want to sleep&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:25:56 PM  SGC:  LOLS&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:26:00 PM  SGC:  Slp for the next 1h30mins?&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:26:45 PM  SGC:  U slpt for how long ysstd?&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:26:50 PM  ME:  2am - 10am?&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:26:52 PM  SGC:  That's 8 hrs...&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:27:08 PM  ME:  no&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:27:32 PM  SGC:  Then?&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:27:34 PM  ME:  i was on my bed at around 2.30am&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:27:42 PM  ME:  means probably i slept at 3&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:27:44 PM  ME:  then&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:27:47 PM  ME:  at 7&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:27:47 PM  SGC:  lols, ok............ on school days, it'd enuff?&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:27:55 PM  SGC:  A perfect combination.  WTH&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:27:57 PM  SGC:  A perfect combination.  7?!&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:27:58 PM  SGC:  =.='&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:27:59 PM  ME:  i got woke up by a call&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:28:04 PM  SGC:  From??&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:28:07 PM  ME:  mother&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:28:10 PM  SGC:  LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:28:11 PM  ME:  cos raining&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:28:22 PM  ME:  have to keep the clothes in&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:28:23 PM  SGC:  LOLOLOLOLOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:28:31 PM  SGC:  Nvm lahs, at most u wake up, then ur hse flooding nia&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:28:34 PM  SGC:  LOLS&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:28:43 PM  ME:  then i realise my alarm clock that was set at 8 is useless&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:28:47 PM  ME:  then off it&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:28:51 PM  ME:  then on the comp&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:29:01 PM  ME:  then cont read the bk&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:29:09 PM  ME:  then couldn't concentrate&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:29:15 PM  ME:  keep feel like slping&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:29:18 PM  ME:  then&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:29:21 PM  ME:  at around 8&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:29:25 PM  ME:  too tired&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:29:31 PM  ME:  sleep until 10&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:29:38 PM  ME:  then woke up&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:29:41 PM  ME:  then cant sleep liao&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:29:47 PM  ME:  then finished the bk&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:30:07 PM  ME:  6 hrs of slp in holidays is damn little&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:30:17 PM  SGC: lols, true&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:30:25 PM  SGC:  But 6hrs in school days is like luxurious? XD&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:30:30 PM  ME:  but my best achievement so far in holidats (:&lt;br /&gt;6/24/2009  12:30:38 PM  ME:  holidays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book circle is just one and a half hour later... sshhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad thing is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I have accomplished so far ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;the worse thing is, (sorry for the over-used phrase)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exco meeting tmr&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;need wear full u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't done anything about it yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides, there's still a big pile of hw on my table (not touched)&lt;br /&gt;and the semis in 2 weeks (AHHHHHHHH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NO HOLIDAY EXTENSION (damn it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know why I am feeling sian now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-1794280910239071982?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/1794280910239071982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=1794280910239071982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/1794280910239071982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/1794280910239071982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/06/sian.html' title='sian'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-4443355192792576294</id><published>2009-06-23T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T20:04:48.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn full</title><content type='html'>Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;Had a super huge meal/buffet today at Seoul Garden today afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised buffet-styled student meal owns (in the cheap-ness)&lt;br /&gt;$14.10 to eat for 3 hrs straight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat until no need to eat dinner :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn cool, next time u should try too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another (bad) note, I realised I am really dying.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I have only finished 1% (Yes, just ONE percent) of my hw&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO HOLIDAY EXTENSION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes my Sec 4 life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-4443355192792576294?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/4443355192792576294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=4443355192792576294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/4443355192792576294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/4443355192792576294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/06/damn-full.html' title='damn full'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-1547019522088841806</id><published>2009-06-21T14:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T15:08:28.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music</title><content type='html'>There are really many songs that I like.&lt;br /&gt;And the songs can be very random.&lt;br /&gt;That's probably why you all cannot really know which type of music I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I still hate very hard metal or similar songs.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what's the point of a song when you hardly hear the person singing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I generally like slow songs, moderately fast songs and fast songs. (well i think that's almost everything, that's why I told you it's very random)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But songs that I like best(or better cos I don't really know how too compare) would be songs that has a very strong beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe many of us also like the same type of songs as me. (not sure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is, got one song too nice already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vx6cxfNdGok&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vx6cxfNdGok&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I hate is that the intro is like 2min long... =.=""&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-1547019522088841806?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/1547019522088841806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=1547019522088841806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/1547019522088841806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/1547019522088841806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/06/music.html' title='music'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-5848854120702534475</id><published>2009-06-18T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:24:06.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality test.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Your views on education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;True?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Perhaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-5848854120702534475?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/5848854120702534475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=5848854120702534475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5848854120702534475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/5848854120702534475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/06/personality-test.html' title='Personality test.'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-3009079574875241369</id><published>2009-06-17T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:40:41.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice</title><content type='html'>it's 2.38pm now&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just woke up. (got the link?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't eat breakfast nor lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... who cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just went to check my facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i realise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at the people (friends and families) 's opinions of me is so nice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-3009079574875241369?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/3009079574875241369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=3009079574875241369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/3009079574875241369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/3009079574875241369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/06/nice.html' title='nice'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-260360352748615133</id><published>2009-06-17T01:36:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:28:44.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hi everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;this time between this post and the previous is long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i know, i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and the worse thing thing is now its already 1+ (almost 2, by the time i finish this post i would have most probably past 2) but i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; in fact, not sleepy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;this is very very bad and i seriously think i got DSPS (Delayed sleep-phase syndrome)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Here's what wiki says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Delayed sleep-phase syndrome (DSPS), also known as delayed sleep-phase disorder (DSPD) or delayed sleep-phase type (DSPT), is a circadian rhythm sleep disorder, a chronic disorder of the timing of sleep, peak period of alertness, core body temperature, hormonal and other daily rhythms relative to societal norms. People with DSPS tend to fall asleep some hours after midnight and have difficulty waking up in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Often, people with the disorder report that they cannot sleep until early morning, but they fall asleep at about the same time every "night", no matter what time they go to bed. Unless they have another sleep disorder such as sleep apnea in addition to DSPS, patients can sleep well and have a normal need for sleep. Therefore, they find it very difficult to wake up in time for a typical school or work day. If, however, they are allowed to follow their own schedule, e.g. sleeping from 4 a.m. to noon, they sleep soundly, awaken spontaneously, and do not feel sleepy again until their next "night".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The syndrome usually develops in early childhood or adolescence,[1] and sometimes disappears in adolescence or early adulthood. It can be to a greater or lesser degree treatable depending on the severity, but has not yet been found to be fully curable. Prevalence among adults, equally distributed among women and men, is approximately 0.15% or three in 2000 (see below)."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Basically, one don't feel sleepy until like 2+ or later and will sleep until like 12pm or later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but that's not the main problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the problem is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I HAVE THAT PROBLEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;now i dont feel sleepy at all even though its past 1am and i cant wake up until its like 1pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;which is damn crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;in the past (at least just 1 year ago) the latest i sleep is like 12am and in the holis i will wake up like at 11am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i wonder how long this will last man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My bio clock is damn screwed already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When you are talking about blogs (i know this topic is totally no link), posts can be very varied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It could be philosophical, descriptive, full of pictures, a fan site, about own feelings or about events etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And it could be very random. (Like this.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I post whatever I think of at that moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That's why it's hard for me to be motivated to blog because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;usually when I thought of something interesting to blog, I forget everything (or the essence of it) when I reached the blogger posting site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Perhaps this symbolically shows how life is so random and you may just forget some important things yet so easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Talking about symbols, it is super interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;By comparing one event to another, by looking out of the box at the bigger picture, by zooming into the minor yet important details, one can get a very different yet equally useful views.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(my mind is quite blank about symbols now so too bad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Next thing, talking about my personality. (Perhaps the best thing to talk about now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Before I touch on that I would like to say that I can and have change(d)/improve(d) though insults.&lt;br /&gt;I absorb those nasty insults into my body, trying not to make the situation more serious (at the same time can prevent the insults from getting even worse).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Occasionally, I still vent the anger, but they normally don't really care. They knew I accepted their insults.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And still, I know, in my heart, the insults were true, even though the cause may not (and usually not) from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I try to change, usually failing and making things worse. The insults become even more out of control. But I know, I have to persevere because&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;that's the only thing I could do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;From my experience, it could take probably 2 years or more to make a significant change/improvement. However, the level of insults could have already reached a point of no return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;They know the insults are getting less true but nevertheless they continue, because the fact that it happened and that either the change is too minor or they simply dao-ed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sometimes, the worse part is when they inject sarcasm and link those insults to my daily life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And the problem comes worse, when I need their help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder, are they my friends? What exactly are friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The worse (yet again) thing is that before you know it, the insults start to spread among humans like viruses spreading in an epidermic. (omg, now this phrase is nice :D )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;After so long I haven't talked about my personality. (or maybe the above counts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In any case, I have to (note that it is not I want to) sleep soon because my logical mind is screaming at me to go to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Okay, so I am not going to say too much now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but sometimes I seriously wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Who knows me the best?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And whether that person really knows me well. (Best =/= know me well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Thinking about family as an answer to that question is definitely a no-no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;True that they know me for about 16 years (13 years for my sis), but as a matter of fact, they don't know me well. (Which is one of the saddest thing in my mind and life)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What about friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Just when I thought that person really know me well, (perhaps judging by his/her words or actions) that person disappoint me yet again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Making me damn confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Leading me into a conclusion that none of my friends really know me well. (They do know me alot though, I appreciate it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(Of course, I have super close friends who do not necessarily need to know me well :p )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This is also probably the reason why I would like to tell everyone what's my personality BUT YET at the same time do not want to. (which is making my mind very screwed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;After such a long blog post (consisting of many random rubbish), I applaud you for making this far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(Unless you skipped like dunno how much)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I would like to talk about double/split personality too, but you know, the mind is screaming at me to sleep even when I am writing this sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So if you look back at the things I have written, you may think it is really random and written purely as the mind is thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But if you look carefully,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"  &gt;everything is linked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"  &gt;(both inter- and outer- linked)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-260360352748615133?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/260360352748615133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=260360352748615133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/260360352748615133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/260360352748615133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/06/spam.html' title='Spam'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-4141432797438729504</id><published>2009-05-27T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:38:58.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate marks, scores, systems, tests, exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw all of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-4141432797438729504?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/4141432797438729504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=4141432797438729504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/4141432797438729504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/4141432797438729504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hate-marks-scores-systems-tests-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-3367730111486128540</id><published>2009-05-26T17:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T17:50:10.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Together with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There's no time for standing around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I don't have the leisure for thinking things through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I've got all my feelings crammed in my chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm going into that scorching battle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's such a huge wall of power, a huge darkness in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But I'll never give up! I'll surpass all my limits!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Right now there might be a lot of things I don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but I'm just going to keep following this path I believe in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Any kind of friend or enemy is just fine with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'll never let go of this hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A blood-red oath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Forever, forever, keep chasing after...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(To the ends of the earth, to the ends of the earth,) the courage for tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(To the ends of the earth, to the ends of the earth,) this blazing heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;together with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-3367730111486128540?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/3367730111486128540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=3367730111486128540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/3367730111486128540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/3367730111486128540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/05/together-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29633985.post-4332243455479136107</id><published>2009-05-24T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T18:13:30.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbelievable</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe I officially started mugging for IHE only TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope nothing goes wrong. *cross fingers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29633985-4332243455479136107?l=thinkcreatively.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/feeds/4332243455479136107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29633985&amp;postID=4332243455479136107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/4332243455479136107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29633985/posts/default/4332243455479136107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkcreatively.blogspot.com/2009/05/unbelievable.html' title='Unbelievable'/><author><name>nokwiar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
