<?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-34669907</id><updated>2011-10-18T20:27:28.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Linky's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>477</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-8164490779633400221</id><published>2008-10-09T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T23:38:03.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRISBEE</title><content type='html'>Today was the first training after promos. Dam slack, PT was like much more laxing than what Yuzheng and I planned it to be. Raphael came down to settle some admin stuff and housekeeping matters, arghx shouldnt bore u all with the boring stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think after every training, I should do a summary of it, but not on the frisbee blog, because its my unprofessional personal opinions. People who are not interested, please skip the next part :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Anyway, the matches played today did approach the objective, though it still remains as an asymptote. Most importantly, I think we all need to handle better. Be it a handler or not, everyone has to be able to handle and catch. Its a BASIC requirement. Our handling did improve, but its still nowhere near good. But nevertheless, its good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rule that every girl has to touch the disc before anyone can score is a good training method. Of course there were alot of screw-ups, but thats good, because it is dam important that we realise our mistakes now, rather than during competitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one very important thing we have to take note is that during inhouse matches, do not hesitate to make passes to girls or throw a hammer or do whatever. Do what you deem fit (not at the expense at others though), because at least you would know what to do in future and not make the same mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my side, we had 2 other simple objectives. Cut effectively and if it fails, clear our effectively. Congesting is the worst possible scenario and the path of clearing must not block the next cutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  finally someone has shown u people the power of the force. Effective forcing does help, but it is blatant that some people have no confidence in their teammates and thus lose the force all the time, jumping around left right up down all around the thrower, and eventually (as usual) fail to block him or her from the release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, forcing does not encourage you to block the person's disc, but its to prevent him from throwing to the right/left side of the field, so that he could only use half the side of the field, and if your defender stands on the correct side, you are forcing the thrower to throw the disc to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive thought that for every training, we focus on improving one or two important aspects. Just that one or two, so that we get those problems over and done with. And not rumble about everything like in the past. Because its very hard to change everything at one go, not like we could remember them all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for this training, its just handling. Screw up anything except handling. And I guess its going to be the same objective for the next training at least. After that, Ive got a list of things we are horrendously weak at, and by next year, hopefully we have all the basics right. And then its time to move on.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must really thank Lily and Jingyi for staying back just now to accompany us to draw the board for tmr's open house. And especially Jingyi for designing the posters at home and stuff. Really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course shanrui, zelia and xinmei for helping out with all the drawings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-8164490779633400221?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/8164490779633400221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=8164490779633400221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8164490779633400221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8164490779633400221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/10/frisbee.html' title='FRISBEE'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-6474157013809518809</id><published>2008-10-06T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T23:21:12.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOLXD</title><content type='html'>Lol we got thrashed at soccer today. Draw Draw lose. But at least we had some fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I went to watch them play frisbee. And some idiot was criticising on how people were screwing up and hurling insensitive comments. Ok Im quite sorry I juz blasted off at you asking you to not criticize people but I think its basic respect we do not make too much noises while people are playing. Yes we could comment on the match, what is good what is bad what should have been done, but not superficial comments like "omg what is ____ doing?" "wth that was dam... la" because that itself, is very undermining, offensive and arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, the matches were quite entertainment and exciting. Loved watching some classes play :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after that I didnt know who came up with the crazy idea of playing Volleyball so when we went to the court we saw a basketball match between J1s and teachers. Omg I really didnt expect the teachers to be so imba. Got one point in time they were like dominating but in the end the J1 bball team still won. Oh ya theres this sec 4 whos like very very very tall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing bball, vball and eating at adams, I realised how no life my life is. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-6474157013809518809?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/6474157013809518809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=6474157013809518809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6474157013809518809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6474157013809518809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/10/lolxd.html' title='LOLXD'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-4474004112244345940</id><published>2008-10-02T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T20:43:32.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>erm lol</title><content type='html'>Physics paper was dam hard compared to all the other papers. Ah nvm my H3 hope has flew away I dont think I can even hit 2.6 msg because of this and econs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now we played Bball and Vball :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the class went to watch some movie called jumping hippos or something cant remember the name. Heres my 5 cents worth (the movie is worth 5 cents anyway pardon the pun): Its a really really funny show but the plot totally sucked. Think funny movies aint my type of show but sit coms definitely are. I think "The Suite Life of Jack and Cody" is like the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyway after that we went to Taka and there was like some Levi promotion there the whole ground floor was taken up by it. Actually we only stayed to watch the bboys but in the end mingchong wilson poon and I ended up playing some tug of war game suggested by the DJ with 2 other person. Dam lame I think the point of it is to show that Levi jeans are so strong that they cant be torn apart by 6 people. Ok but Levi jeans are really cool dont get the wrong idea Im not insulting it or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically thats it I missed the 156 bus on the way home and I waited for 28min for the next one and by that time Lina and Shuhui have finished shopping for their earrings and so I met them at the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of stuff to do now. Dam stressed over PW and I&amp;amp;R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-4474004112244345940?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/4474004112244345940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=4474004112244345940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/4474004112244345940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/4474004112244345940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/10/erm-lol.html' title='erm lol'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-8591258147972867198</id><published>2008-09-29T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T21:22:26.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Physics</title><content type='html'>Im making an effort to blog now because I could wake up late tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh eff, everytime I start writing I lose all motivation to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I just witnessed senbonzakura while playing tennis. Beautiful sight, except that the leaves are brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-8591258147972867198?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/8591258147972867198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=8591258147972867198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8591258147972867198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8591258147972867198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/09/physics.html' title='Physics'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-5535182240753862452</id><published>2008-09-14T12:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T12:38:58.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LHC</title><content type='html'>This is really funny and very creative (if you dont know whats the LHC go wiki it):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uUg7AXgQwew&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uUg7AXgQwew&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-5535182240753862452?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/5535182240753862452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=5535182240753862452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/5535182240753862452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/5535182240753862452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/09/lhc.html' title='LHC'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-6197497159566348135</id><published>2008-09-07T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T00:19:04.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREED</title><content type='html'>I feel very happy now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonquek Kj Eld they all just gave me the nicest bdae present! Haha thx alot its dam creative ok :D. Also thx to the frisbee people and my family for buying me cake although I must admit don really care much about birthdays. But anyway thanks alot I really appreciate it. And of course to all those whom wished be happy bdae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAF today was dam fun! Before that was PVP (past vs present), some competition organized by the school alumni. I think HC alumni is very efficient and stuff cuz it was well-organized and lots of resources are pumped into such a small event. Super unexpectedly, both teams won 1st and 2nd place so we got $500 in total haha. Thats $25 each per person! And look at the people with the greedy faces desperately taking photos of the money. Hai yahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs and Dance made me dam high la haha havent felt that good since Post Orientation Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I think thats it. OFF TO SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-6197497159566348135?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/6197497159566348135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=6197497159566348135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6197497159566348135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6197497159566348135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/09/freed.html' title='FREED'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-8806630628449919132</id><published>2008-09-02T21:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:20:45.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Meaning of Hwachong</title><content type='html'>Got this from some Athena people, its quite funny especially the zeroth law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Law of Conservation of Love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The total amount of love in any system remains constant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Newton's First Law of Love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A person will tend to remain not in love or continue loving the same person, unless an external net love acts on him or her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Newton's Second Law of Love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The net love someone has is directly proportional to his or her love momentum, and is in the same direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Newton's Third Law of Love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If Person A loves Person B, Person B will love back Person A with the same magnitude but opposite in direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Zeroth Law of Love-o-dynamics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If two people are in love with the same person, they are in love with each other too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Kirchhoff's Love Law:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The total amount of love a person gets will be equal to the total amount of love he or she gives others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Le Chatelier's Principle:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If a person's love for another person changes, the system's love equilibrium will shift to partially counter-act the change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Valence Love Electron Pair Repulsion Theory:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love competitors will arrange themselves so as to minimise repulsion among themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hess' Law of Love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The change in love composition of a system is independent of the pathway taken, and only dependent on the final and initial states of the parties involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Markovnikov's Love Rule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a guy is attached to two girls, a third girl would be more likely to attach to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Mathematical Induction of Love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let P(n) be the proposition that I love you on Day n.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First, show that P(1) is true =&gt; I love you on the first day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Next, assuming P(k) is true, i.e. I love you on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kth&lt;/span&gt; day, show that P(k+1) is also true, i.e. I also love you on the (k+1)&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hence, by Mathematical Induction of Love, I love you everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-8806630628449919132?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/8806630628449919132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=8806630628449919132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8806630628449919132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8806630628449919132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/09/meaning-of-hwachong.html' title='The Meaning of Hwachong'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-393955870711385755</id><published>2008-08-30T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T21:02:54.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pickup</title><content type='html'>Woke up dam early in the morning to watch Singapore Ultimate Open at Farrer Park. Quite a number of teams from other countries came.. and Daryl said China team was all angmohs. Actually most of the teams like more than 50% are angmohs except for those like Philipines/Singapore which only got like 10 or 20%. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we met CJ and RJ people haha I love pickups and playing with other schools especially when we team up with them cuz its so fun to play with people with different styles and make friends with them. Omg it made me dam happy! But the rain came so we went to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for promos to be over and CCAs to start again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive just indulged in the song "Things Ill never say". Although what she will never say its quite different from what Ill never say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Zhang Shao Han as a singer. Her voice is so beautiful (although she is not very) it makes the whole world momentarily devoid of sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-393955870711385755?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/393955870711385755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=393955870711385755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/393955870711385755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/393955870711385755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/08/pickup.html' title='Pickup'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-7177602335256493376</id><published>2008-08-29T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:15:06.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF dam err</title><content type='html'>Death Race is a freaking gross show I recommend girls NOT to watch it. Im quite happy cuz NP people finally went out together again after like 9 months? Plus FanTaiSoon who migrated to NY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went back to high school to find out that alot of teachers had went home so we talked to them via the handphone loudspeaker (omg so desperate). Tag was crapping with them on the phone which I have to admit was very funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den some of us went to coro to eat and talked about some stuff which made me quite shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to RSAF and everything sucked except the airshow and the delicious fried durian rolls . Its so dam nice I was almost teleported to the kitchen! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I forgot there was D Concert yesterday until Kj reminded me but although I bought the ticket I didnt go cuz I felt mugging might have been more impt so Yx Marcus and me stayed till 10. Halfway through I forgot why but we started jumping and Pearlynne they all also did the same haha its was SO retarded and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont feel like blogging anymore bb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-7177602335256493376?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/7177602335256493376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=7177602335256493376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7177602335256493376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7177602335256493376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/08/wtf-dam-err.html' title='WTF dam err'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-6331648561520492039</id><published>2008-08-24T18:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:00:36.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urge</title><content type='html'>Today would mark the end of the Beijing Olympics. Actually I only knew that because I spent like half the day watching the olympics and like 1 hour trying to study for that stupid econs test on market failure and all the information just seems to come in and go out. Its so incondusive plus I got quite irritated by the stupid pokemon mysterious dungeon game. Well its has quite a touching plot but somehow you dont get to choose your starter pokemon cuz u've got to answer a personality test and they will then give you one and wtf I got a bulbasaur so now I end up stuck in the final level where I got owned by Dialga 4 times in a row and died like 10+ trying to reach it over and over again. Grr. And I can do nothing much because all my TMs and items are in that stupid storage which I could not access until I kill that Dialga but its quite impossible because he can one hit me with dragon claw or 2 hit BOTH my pokemon with some roar skill. ARGHX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to Olympics. Everytime I see the atheletes at the victory ceremony receiving the prize I will mao kong song ran (postive connotation) and I swear I know that they are just holding back their tears of joy. Unless its like they already expected to win or if its like the 3rd time in a row they won something then they wont really give a damn. Nevertheless I still think that any ordinary person standing there would be dam freaking grateful of their country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guojie's latest post was quite inspiring (the one on Olympics). Well there are some parts that I dont really understand/agree but the other parts are mostly quite true and meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys tend to hide their emotions. Maybe thats why we die earlier and live with more regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-6331648561520492039?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/6331648561520492039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=6331648561520492039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6331648561520492039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6331648561520492039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/08/urge.html' title='Urge'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-4602629940657541134</id><published>2008-08-22T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:34:22.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm.</title><content type='html'>Ive been wondering why I bother to blog nowadays since school days have became mundane. But today was exceptional, because Mr Tan is leaving for Paris. A wonderful Chem teacher he had been. I guess he was touched by our mini farewell party. And hoping for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that today shall be an exception and I was determined that I should not mug. So I went to watch them play frisbee in the field. And then it started to rain. Haiz. What luck. I think watching people play is really enjoyable. But maybe the weather does not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate makes a fool of people. We are constantly presented with things we do not desire, but when we do, they would no longer be there. Other times we hope for things to be presented to us, and when they are, we would no longer want them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are never satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we should treasure the things we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because having something you want might not make you happier. But appreciating something you already have definitely will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-4602629940657541134?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/4602629940657541134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=4602629940657541134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/4602629940657541134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/4602629940657541134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/08/hmm.html' title='Hmm.'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-4488824870434070644</id><published>2008-08-21T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:50:23.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frowning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luce wasnt that bad, I dont know why some HC band people think they've screwed up (Xj thinks so), but I thought it was quite nice. The South Norfolk conductor is so horny hahaha but its in a way the humourous type of horny lol. And the little kids are so cute! Like only 50 cm tall and small and they made everyone go crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least I saw my primary 3 classmate on the bus just now and Im quite surprised she remembered me. She used to be a muscle-bound girl (at least from my memories), but now shes a pretty young lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, people do change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be a better day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-4488824870434070644?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/4488824870434070644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=4488824870434070644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/4488824870434070644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/4488824870434070644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/08/frowning.html' title='Frowning'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-2838326479377764209</id><published>2008-08-19T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T22:33:57.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz</title><content type='html'>All the problems pouring down on me. So many, so fast. No time to react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, there is time to react, but not enough for thinking. Not enough, to make the better choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-2838326479377764209?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/2838326479377764209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=2838326479377764209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/2838326479377764209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/2838326479377764209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/08/haiz.html' title='Haiz'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-7202172141760008935</id><published>2008-08-17T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T22:07:20.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mug on</title><content type='html'>Went to mug with Quek Xj and Eld just now and I sat 147 in the wrong direction on the way back. And since I was engrossed with the table tennis I didnt realise until like half and hour later oh gosh so in the end I took 40+ stops straight back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha China won but I think its a great achievement for us already. Lol 48 years and finally a medal :). Oh yea the guy who broke the WR like relaxingly this morining was very cool too :D. And Phelps won his 8th omg what a day of achievements!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now Lin Dan is playing against the malaysian guy. Its quite exciting to watch them play and I think Lin Dan is quite handsome haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-7202172141760008935?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/7202172141760008935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=7202172141760008935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7202172141760008935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7202172141760008935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/08/mug-on.html' title='Mug on'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-8813245937617446872</id><published>2008-08-16T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T23:17:53.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fate against me</title><content type='html'>Havent been updating recently, because of some stupid reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday was something worth mentioning. Cuz Singapore got into the finals! Haha actually its not rly whether Singapore has got into the finals or not, but because particularly this year, everytime I see Team Singapore play, somehow could feel like they really put alot into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, its quite sad people dont really care about those who come back from the olympics winning nothing, because its not really their fault for not winning. You know they've tried, and no one really shows any form of appreciation for them. It sucks. Or maybe its just our result-oriented character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, Singapore is in the finals omg thats so cool its like 48 years since we got an olympic medal. Ok I really hope we get gold :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fate just go against me as always. Parallel to people I dont want to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-8813245937617446872?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/8813245937617446872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=8813245937617446872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8813245937617446872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8813245937617446872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/08/fate-against-me.html' title='Fate against me'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-8554402060894554907</id><published>2008-08-12T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T19:50:38.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh ya, michael phelps</title><content type='html'>Had a really bad flu today, untimely indeed -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I used up all 7 packs of tissue plus one extra pack from Junlin. Thx alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school girls are obsessed with Michael Phelps, especially Shuhui and friends. Oh ya, Jen has a new haircut wow I bet its because of Michael Phelps. Oh yes not to mention while walking up the stairs to E block some girl was like exclaiming "Michael Phelps is so handsome la!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope he wins his 8 medals :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently Ive been lucky with tests. I hope luck doesnt run out 6 weeks from now. Stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-8554402060894554907?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/8554402060894554907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=8554402060894554907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8554402060894554907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8554402060894554907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-ya-michael-phelps.html' title='oh ya, michael phelps'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-3339405094864549635</id><published>2008-08-10T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T19:56:13.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mugging at HM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SJ7TD3AqTGI/AAAAAAAAASY/M6AvqZYe7sU/s1600-h/Image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SJ7TD3AqTGI/AAAAAAAAASY/M6AvqZYe7sU/s320/Image043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232851880310885474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SJ7TEAAW3sI/AAAAAAAAASg/0YSGAtT4moE/s1600-h/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SJ7TEAAW3sI/AAAAAAAAASg/0YSGAtT4moE/s320/Image044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232851882725531330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SJ7TEWBBSYI/AAAAAAAAASo/r2221w46YKY/s1600-h/Image045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SJ7TEWBBSYI/AAAAAAAAASo/r2221w46YKY/s320/Image045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232851888633891202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SJ7TEg5xKqI/AAAAAAAAASw/cAGtvwiHeZk/s1600-h/Image046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SJ7TEg5xKqI/AAAAAAAAASw/cAGtvwiHeZk/s320/Image046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232851891556264610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SJ7TE458NrI/AAAAAAAAAS4/moMG78xC0XE/s1600-h/Image047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SJ7TE458NrI/AAAAAAAAAS4/moMG78xC0XE/s320/Image047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232851897999439538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, thats the little boy I played with while mugging at Hougang Mall Gelare with Kj :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, didnt manage to mug much cuz we spent more than 50% of the time playing cards LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-3339405094864549635?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/3339405094864549635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=3339405094864549635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3339405094864549635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3339405094864549635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/08/mugging-at-hm.html' title='mugging at HM'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SJ7TD3AqTGI/AAAAAAAAASY/M6AvqZYe7sU/s72-c/Image043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-521007666837003047</id><published>2008-08-09T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T22:28:51.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dramafest</title><content type='html'>I was feeling moody. Then the thought of Dramafest cheered me up :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-521007666837003047?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/521007666837003047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=521007666837003047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/521007666837003047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/521007666837003047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/08/dramafest.html' title='Dramafest'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-3858488399167180110</id><published>2008-08-08T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T11:45:46.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A really nice day</title><content type='html'>NDP parade in school made me remember the times I had in NP. Taste of Nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC NDP celebrations are definitely better than high school's. Choir made us all high :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, lost my appetite at Bukit Timah Market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then went back to sch for awhile before going to East Coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cycled alot, tried to cycle with no hands and managed to hold for real long :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of the wind was dam nice when I ride really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangwee lost Jack's frisbee because when he tried to throw it forward at the jetty, the wind was so strong it blew the frisbee behind kangwee and it fell into the sea. The waves brought it near shore, but we didnt manage to get it because it was still quite far away from the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I met Mr How, Mr Tan, Mr Yeong and Marcus saw the Fish Tank uncle at East Coast! As well as many other classes and HC people. So coincidental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sea breeze at night is cooling. It feels good to live near the sea and watch dark waters at night. Beautiful sight of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-3858488399167180110?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/3858488399167180110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=3858488399167180110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3858488399167180110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3858488399167180110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/08/really-nice-day.html' title='A really nice day'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-1088012634908464517</id><published>2008-08-07T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T17:54:07.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwan</title><content type='html'>Woke up very early this morning at around 430 and left for Changi Airport to send our buddies back. And I didnt regret that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Im not as close to my buddy as most of the girls are, but I kind of missed him when he left. On Day 1 I was wishing that today came, but today, I wished it came later. Hmm... what weird beings are we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week of fun, laughter and crap passed dam fast. I cant wait for the end of the year to come :) Im looking forward to Taiwan :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anying did a good photo montage which made me feel grateful for joining this programme. All the hassle and trouble were worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ill keep all the thoughts to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Ive earlier expected. Mugging time has come. Cant wait for the end of promos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-1088012634908464517?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/1088012634908464517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=1088012634908464517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1088012634908464517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1088012634908464517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/08/taiwan.html' title='Taiwan'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-3244728046350572067</id><published>2008-08-04T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:22:25.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SJcQSQbccOI/AAAAAAAAASQ/nizpw9b0vxQ/s1600-h/wine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SJcQSQbccOI/AAAAAAAAASQ/nizpw9b0vxQ/s320/wine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230667398047887586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Just for the fun of it. If you even get it. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-3244728046350572067?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/3244728046350572067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=3244728046350572067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3244728046350572067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3244728046350572067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/08/whine.html' title='Whine!'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SJcQSQbccOI/AAAAAAAAASQ/nizpw9b0vxQ/s72-c/wine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-6434200740516868888</id><published>2008-08-03T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T22:41:00.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood plays a part in everything</title><content type='html'>I feel utterly stupid because I juz posted this post on the wrong blog LOL. Omg lucky I got check or Ill be dam paiseh for the next 99 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think our taiwan buddies will go back complaining that we Singaporeans always go and mug and leave them to shop and play with charles shih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to sentosa but forget to bring extra shirt so never go into the water with them... heard that they did some funny stuff. Aiya screw it dont feel like writing all out here.. Ill see if Ill be bothered to get and post the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was dam funny. We mugged for dam long but it isnt really mugging because towards the end we tok cock alot and after we left starbucks eugene was still mugging beside the traffic light. Wts I think we totally portray to our buddies that Singporeans and DAM hardworking when actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres so many funny stuff and I dont want to waste time writing them out here.. so Ill see if Ill be bothered to get and post the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When mood is good, writing just seems so dam coherent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tomorrow better be a sad day, so Ill be happy the day after tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-6434200740516868888?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/6434200740516868888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=6434200740516868888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6434200740516868888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6434200740516868888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/08/omg-dam-paiseh.html' title='Mood plays a part in everything'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-8286895880249886753</id><published>2008-08-01T21:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T09:13:36.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>Despite the promos nearing, hcult girls and guys please maintain/improve ur physical conditions. I will be running around the school every tuesday and thursdays alone for around 30min, and if anyone wants to tag along, feel free to, but please sms me the day before thx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sidenote, thank you Anying and big charles for bringing my buddy out while Im busy with some school matters yesterday and today. And also Xiping and Yiquan for bringing them to a nearby place for me to fetch them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-8286895880249886753?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/8286895880249886753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=8286895880249886753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8286895880249886753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8286895880249886753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/08/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-6327698629884625072</id><published>2008-07-31T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T22:45:27.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the pressure building up</title><content type='html'>Thank you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frisbee today was the most memorable one ever because we played against the seniors and coach and his shiok friend who is dam imba too oO. Nevertheless I still think everyone had fun lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team whoosh, dinner and talking cock while watching people play chess made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now its time to get down the serious work. Mug hard, play hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-6327698629884625072?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/6327698629884625072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=6327698629884625072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6327698629884625072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6327698629884625072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-pressure-building-up.html' title='All the pressure building up'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-668673164075671273</id><published>2008-07-30T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T23:27:04.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ambigram</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SJCH0ixQyjI/AAAAAAAAASI/kETZAOFje9c/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SJCH0ixQyjI/AAAAAAAAASI/kETZAOFje9c/s320/Image039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228828504133519922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SJCHkIZYUdI/AAAAAAAAASA/sSbKKHuu2Tg/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SJCHkIZYUdI/AAAAAAAAASA/sSbKKHuu2Tg/s320/Image039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228828222176121298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-668673164075671273?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/668673164075671273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=668673164075671273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/668673164075671273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/668673164075671273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/ambigram.html' title='Ambigram'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SJCH0ixQyjI/AAAAAAAAASI/kETZAOFje9c/s72-c/Image039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-6710208646383011960</id><published>2008-07-29T22:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:23:12.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great day</title><content type='html'>Horrendous day until frisbee started and we played matches which became dam funny when the seniors joined. A horrendous attempt by Daryl Jiawei Dayong Jack to cup/wall which failed cuz u guys are not chio enough haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol anyway, have to say that anything I wrote in that questionnaire is crap (just for the fun of it cuz the questions are really guailan)  except for qs 1. Just worried that some ppl might take it that Im mean to some people :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome dinner for Taiwan students was surprisingly fantastic. The Taiwanese performances were dam nice, and although ours wasnt as marvellous as theirs, it was very good too! Dispensing the formalities of thanking the usual few, the last part of the dinner was the coolest, after the GOH left. I dont know how to describe it, but we high-ed like mad and omg dont know how to say! WOH I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, rewind back to GP lesson today. GP lessons always make me reflect about issues and think about them deeply as long as is doesnt invole doing compo/compre. The issue on morality is indeed interesting to talk about, especially with the 3 scenarios Mrs Tan gave us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have much more things to say but blogger is pissing me off now because its lagging and whenever I type too fast. Nothing appears and suddenly all the words come out. So I shall not continue pissing my self off with this glitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-6710208646383011960?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/6710208646383011960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=6710208646383011960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6710208646383011960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6710208646383011960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/great-day.html' title='great day'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-2181892772786488984</id><published>2008-07-28T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T23:47:41.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lol ok fine</title><content type='html'>About the previous posts, cup/wall is a form of defense in frisbee.. ya so please do not get the wrong idea! No pun intended xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day bringing Taiwan buddy to school, quite exciting I must say. I think my memory is retarding now.. I keep forgetting what I wan to blog about. Nvm then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school talk alot of cock at different class benches then after brought the Taiwanese to watch Super Band. The whole theatre there is dam small la, its like half the size of audi but then on TV it look so dam big... and the stage is no bigger than that of LT3's.. but on TV it looks so grand and gargantuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must admit Im dam impressed by the the way they film Live shows, as well as the professionalism of the hosts. A judge made a comment that "if you never prepare before hand, dont even come up to stage" and the host immediately neutralized the comment and untensed the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I think Cai Chun Jia's singing is fantastic! I was absolutey captivated. Wu ge ren was also outstanding amongst the bands. Quite sure they would get thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes I feel bad for not being understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-2181892772786488984?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/2181892772786488984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=2181892772786488984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/2181892772786488984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/2181892772786488984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/lol-ok-fine.html' title='Lol ok fine'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-5827471982501311689</id><published>2008-07-26T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T23:19:09.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An intense day</title><content type='html'>Today has been a really intense day. Well there was the inter JC league which was really fun, with all the funny things that happened and some of the chio AC girls who occasionally distract me when they cup/wall with zonal-d lol. Haha lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had vermonsters at b&amp;amp;j again lol why do we always eat that -.- It was quite funny and heartwarming to see the whole team together. I really like it when everyone gathers together as a team and talk cock and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, not to forget, Im inspired and excited to see the team next year being better, if not, as good as the AC(C) team, the coordination, communication and the good throws. Woo Im quite sure next year we would dominate the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, and I just met my Taiwan friend whom I will be hosting. Hope he would enjoy his time here lol. Afterall, Im not rly a good host haha, sometimes find it hard to understand what he is saying (eg. warcraft stuff). Yup hes a gamer and hes quite stressed about the strictness of our school LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says Taiwan schools let their students do what they want.. their hair and stuff the teachers dun rly care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im quite glad today that Ive witnessed good ultimate teams from other schools, yup. Jiayou everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-5827471982501311689?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/5827471982501311689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=5827471982501311689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/5827471982501311689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/5827471982501311689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/intense-day.html' title='An intense day'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-3036287041501045978</id><published>2008-07-25T20:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T20:49:44.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We can do it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SInLoQpwaJI/AAAAAAAAAR4/yrGdKoHPLYE/s1600-h/Just-Do-It-Extreme-Sport-Poster-C10212659.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SInLoQpwaJI/AAAAAAAAAR4/yrGdKoHPLYE/s320/Just-Do-It-Extreme-Sport-Poster-C10212659.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226932735065483410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-3036287041501045978?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/3036287041501045978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=3036287041501045978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3036287041501045978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3036287041501045978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-can-do-it.html' title='We can do it'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SInLoQpwaJI/AAAAAAAAAR4/yrGdKoHPLYE/s72-c/Just-Do-It-Extreme-Sport-Poster-C10212659.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-3584227911652156066</id><published>2008-07-23T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T22:48:34.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bzzz</title><content type='html'>Ah I justed wasted 2.5 hours today. I will really sound like a fool if I wrote out here what happened but if curious can come ask me personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Ive broken my promise and bought a new shoebag -.-, as well as a pair of yellow boots dat aint so shiny so quek dun say it looks guailan. Actually cuz its very comfortable so I didnt really give a damn about the colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a mental note I must blog today because of something but then I forgot whats the something.. so forget it zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one good thing of a blog is that it can help me waste time more meaningfully (pardon the paradox) and remind me of how I feel on a particular day. The more coherent the better I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL Im laughing loudly at a pun I just told Jiawei HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-3584227911652156066?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/3584227911652156066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=3584227911652156066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3584227911652156066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3584227911652156066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/bzzz.html' title='Bzzz'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-1242823199179171589</id><published>2008-07-22T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T22:49:30.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz</title><content type='html'>I just dunno how to express my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it wasnt a good day, Im taking it well since things that happened today gave me much inspirations and relevations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIP is starting to get on the nerves of me. At the start we were asked to come up with a 10min performance and because of that, everyone especially charmaine xiping and weisin put in so much time and effort but then last minute MOE side decided to cancel everything except the indian dance "unless there is more time".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then teacher decided to include everyone in, which meant the formations of the indian dance must be changed because of the small stage size and increased amount of people performing, which means they must again spend more time restructuring it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok forget about that. Then theres some welcome ceremony this Saturday which clashes with the JC frisbee league! And since some stuff are inappropriate to post on blogs, please ask me personally to find out what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats more or less for TIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally had no mood to train today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a loss for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel guilty everytime someone gets injured because of frisbee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-1242823199179171589?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/1242823199179171589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=1242823199179171589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1242823199179171589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1242823199179171589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/haiz.html' title='Haiz'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-7983457836539165840</id><published>2008-07-21T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:37:46.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About sadness</title><content type='html'>I caught a glimpse of all the titles of my recent (20) posts. Almost all of them are of sadness. I think its a bad habit of mine to not celebrate happy memories, but dwell on unhappy moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been denied of opportunities, but more importantly, Ive lost opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like a fool, sometimes I feel bright. All those momentary inspiration/relavations I get on the bus, on solemn times, on my bed before I sleep, or maybe on blogging, are all easily forgotten. And they are hard to put in words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Xianzb seeks the meaning of life, but I think theres no meaning to it. Ok fine, maybe there is, but I dont think anyone would realise it until the split second before they die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagination kills. It can change my mood instanteneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you wondered why people have to be sad to be happy, since you cant be happy if you werent sad.&lt;br /&gt;The theory of universal equillibrium?!?! Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are always so realistic for a reason. They reveal too many things. Thats why its good to keep dreams a secret haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random rantings, stupid comments and naive thoughts. Thats what you've just read. But Im not going to remove them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even crap can be meaningful. One good example is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;econs &lt;/span&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-7983457836539165840?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/7983457836539165840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=7983457836539165840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7983457836539165840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7983457836539165840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/about-sadness.html' title='About sadness'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-781361581160123129</id><published>2008-07-20T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:35:36.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Total confusion</title><content type='html'>Confused, stressed and disappointed with the usual things + the loss of my shoebag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundays have always been dull for me.. either doing tutorials or using a table tennis racket and ball to play "squash" in a small room or sometimes juz simply gaming and talking to random ppl on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats y I dont usually suffer from monday blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive just promised myself not to buy another shoebag since it would get lost sooner or later, so now I have to think how to bring extra clothes and shoes to school, and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its until recently have I realised that my life is extremely different from other ppl's. Maybe because Ive adapted to it since young, but nevertheless, life is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-781361581160123129?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/781361581160123129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=781361581160123129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/781361581160123129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/781361581160123129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/total-confusion.html' title='Total confusion'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-1804214284565076957</id><published>2008-07-19T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T22:51:47.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IRritated.</title><content type='html'>I dont know where I left my shoe bag at la dammit. I dont know how to tell my mother la. Its the 2nd time of the year and this time I lost an apollo fac shirt (heng arh not athena one :/), PE pants, and most importantly, boots. I hate my carelessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hammers had private training today, I suggest that the other team also find a day for private training because it helps greatly. And after that we went to watch batman movie, which is the best movie Ive watched this year (on par with Narnia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-1804214284565076957?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/1804214284565076957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=1804214284565076957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1804214284565076957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1804214284565076957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/irritated.html' title='IRritated.'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-9072397499349735151</id><published>2008-07-18T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T23:45:11.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This sux.</title><content type='html'>Many things happened in the past few days, but all is hard to phrase with words so Ill just pass them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is incoherent to blog now because Im a partially disappointed/angry mood. But I think its good to update just for the sake of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of it, my brother juz made me feel like ending it off here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-9072397499349735151?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/9072397499349735151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=9072397499349735151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/9072397499349735151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/9072397499349735151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-sux.html' title='This sux.'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-46363498876213931</id><published>2008-07-13T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T23:06:24.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GEMs</title><content type='html'>We had GEMs today! Its bowling, not baking (wow).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I just got a little -.- cuz I was toking to wilson on MSN and his dp is kristen kreuk and my mum just walked past and she went "eh the internet got a lot of liars one hoh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den I was like "thats my fren la, he likes the girl so he put la -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that random fact, GEMs was surprisingly fun. I have to thank Felix for organising it with his coach :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr got ACS(IB) friendly, dam untimely because I was planning to for TIP since Ive missed it for consecutively 3 or 4 times and the dinner performance is this wednesday, so I think Ill have to go on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really eye-rolling when there are times where everything crashes and periods where theres nothing to do at all. And that period starts right after TIP ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-46363498876213931?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/46363498876213931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=46363498876213931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/46363498876213931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/46363498876213931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/gems.html' title='GEMs'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-666526124235875312</id><published>2008-07-12T19:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T20:01:46.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wad a day.</title><content type='html'>Missed TIP rehearsal today, and since all the other 3 couldnt make it for TOUCH, didnt go too, so I stayed at home and no life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture says it all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SHibhINUWJI/AAAAAAAAARw/2v2GAvEGyiA/s1600-h/zakum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SHibhINUWJI/AAAAAAAAARw/2v2GAvEGyiA/s320/zakum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222094761377421458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left: Amon (NPC), Me, Xj, Kj, Kj's dragon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This maple runs on a private server, so its like 3 hours can lvl to 80 alr -.- But they didnt nerf zakum so it still takes forever to kill it damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok besides this temporary no lifing, received an sms from quek which again, never failed to impress me. Ask me personally if you wanna know what he did, except Big Charles cannot ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to do ILP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-666526124235875312?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/666526124235875312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=666526124235875312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/666526124235875312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/666526124235875312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/wad-day.html' title='Wad a day.'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/SHibhINUWJI/AAAAAAAAARw/2v2GAvEGyiA/s72-c/zakum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-4892838710116175972</id><published>2008-07-12T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T01:02:20.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sian</title><content type='html'>"Fridays are lecturefests" as quoted by Linus Lim, and so its the worst academic day of the week. Physics SPA was harder than Physics Block Test la wts I wonder how Kenn Siang finished it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up going for training but didnt run much cuz of the leg. Actually Im more worried bout tmr. Supposed to have some TIP meeting.. its like some rehearsal thing, but then my leg like that I dont know how to go perform la. Knn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hope it gets well by tomorrow. It better do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-4892838710116175972?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/4892838710116175972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=4892838710116175972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/4892838710116175972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/4892838710116175972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/sian.html' title='Sian'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-451006908880080375</id><published>2008-07-10T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T22:03:58.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucky life</title><content type='html'>Today was a horrendously long day with so much tutorials. Somemore it rained, so training ended early and arghx my right thigh suddenly became dam pain thx to someone who crashed straight into it with his knee. But thats just part and parcel of all sports, just hope it recovers fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should train how to throw far outside-ins and inside-outs with both back and forehand cuz thats very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I should just shut up and not talk so much. People who dont know me well might misunderstand/get the wrong idea or impression of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many things I have been trying to do, but the more I try, the more I realise I shouldnt. It just doesnt feel right. And so I try to leave things the way they are, and then again I know it wouldnt be good. So what should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive always been disappointed with myself, so much so that it doesnt matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that doesnt mean that Im giving up. Because what doesnt kill me only makes me stronger. And sadder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-451006908880080375?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/451006908880080375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=451006908880080375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/451006908880080375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/451006908880080375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/sucky-life.html' title='Sucky life'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-8165463936859333947</id><published>2008-07-09T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T20:18:10.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break in a long while</title><content type='html'>Ive been expected to be quite busy after blocks due to TIP meetings and 3 trngs a week to prepare for nationals. Today have been an exception, because I left home before 3. I still prefer doing things in school. Being at home is boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of july, everything is going to end. TIP would be over, trainings would be reduced to once per week I guess, and everything would calm back down. I hope it wouldnt be as bad as I think it would be. I dont like to mug/sleep/go home early everyday and do nothing else. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We discussed in GP today about social mobility and organ trading. Its the first time I did not get distracted/draw/attempted not to sleep. Other times, learning to do compre and write compo.. I dont really care because Im not planning to be some journalist or a pedantic critic whom is often mired in thought and fury for even the minor of issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life is fair, people arent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-8165463936859333947?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/8165463936859333947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=8165463936859333947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8165463936859333947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8165463936859333947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/break-in-long-while.html' title='Break in a long while'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-8598398806431838168</id><published>2008-07-08T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:34:59.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trng</title><content type='html'>Maths lecture today felt like decades, and it aint supposed to be like that. Maths lectures are usually like "oh! 5 more min only woo." But today its "wts 30 more min?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did relatively well for chem, but its those kind of results I rather get a few marks lower so it doesnt feel wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training today was dam hiong and Im gonna change alot of mistakes I frequently make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iodine clock. Bb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-8598398806431838168?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/8598398806431838168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=8598398806431838168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8598398806431838168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8598398806431838168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/trng.html' title='Trng'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-1747403734900865151</id><published>2008-07-07T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:26:02.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOUCH, TIP, JTS</title><content type='html'>Sat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for TOUCH.. felt like a total failure. Shall not talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIP at some girl called YingXian's house. Quite productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Hancock and went for Frisbee JTS. Hancock is a wonderful movie, recommended for watching. JTS was alright. There quite little interaction with seniors maybe because of how we sat (not enough space for everyone to sit in connected tables). But usually already interact so much le so doesnt really make a difference. Raphael's hair looked nicer (its grown longer oO) today lol thats why I was laughing all the way when he came but he thought otherwise lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send me JTS photo pls thx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-1747403734900865151?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/1747403734900865151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=1747403734900865151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1747403734900865151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1747403734900865151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/touch-tip-jts.html' title='TOUCH, TIP, JTS'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-7522383175549477495</id><published>2008-07-05T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:29:19.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired</title><content type='html'>Im officially inspired. Omg it was such a cool and great performance for such a low price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PA/AVA kind of screwed up but no worries cuz humans make mistakes. First performance was MAD bboy, omg Ck is dam imba WOO and the malaysian guy (not HongLiang) also dance very well! Ok la I didnt really go and notice Hong Liang and JiaHan cuz they are not infront lolol and JonNeo is too short to be seen but if I not wrong he did something that made everyone go "WOO" I think is like balancing on stomach or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den after that was RJ Chinese Dance.. which was very tribal cuz theres no music at all, except for one girl beating the drum, and the dancers going "ah ah ah ah!" and chanting random noises. MingChong comments really make me want to laugh although I swear I tried resisting! Ok I admit I cant appreciate Chinese Dance at all so dont blame me for being naive haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then some imba girl called Melissa Loh went for a piano solo which was so zai that its hard to describe by words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg then after that was Funky Fashion Crew, with super duper ultra hyper mega good poppers/bboy. Dam amazing!!! Its like he can dislocate all his joints WTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den after that some Killjoy band and RJ jazz club performed. Oh ya theres this performance by some dance school.. they sent like 3-4 year old girls to dance ballet! OMG SO CUTE LA WTH, when they ran out everyone went WOOO!!! Then the older modern dancer had to arrange them, its like playing with toys and positioning them at places and somemore the little kidz are SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO dam adorable!!!! After the performance they all stoned on stage, and then people all went encore but they stunned zhu cuz I think they dont know what does encore means but WTS they are really freaking cute la AWWWW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den Shermaine and Sheena (campus superstar finalists) went to sing some songs, Linus was commenting that one of their hair is dam nice lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally was StellaStory performance. They are like so dam cool, REALLY COOL type all their hairstyle really unique and suits their personalities and the lead singer dam humourous and sings dam well, the others rock like mad. Made me so high OMG. But then the audi system got some haywire then one of the guitarist dam sian cuz his guitar dam soft and PA/AVA cant seem to turn it up haha. Lolol but anyway StellaStory really dam cool la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Im like non-artistic/musical, I still think today's performances were dam great, which means in truth its REALLY REALLY great WOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But school today SUCKED cuz theres so many lectures and we spent 1.5 hours in lab going thru mock SPA. FREAKING BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, training today a little sian also cuz only like 2 hours. But the match was fun. I think we should do more sprints and jumps and basic throwing cuz from what I feel, the team has some strategies, lots of enthusiasm, but hardly any basics. My Wushu teacher told me before "lian4 wu3 bu2 lian4 gong1, dao4 lao3 yi chang3 kong1", it just means basics dam impt. Ya so we shld train more basics and avoid the fanciful but hardly useful throws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Expect the unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-7522383175549477495?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/7522383175549477495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=7522383175549477495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7522383175549477495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7522383175549477495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/inspired.html' title='Inspired'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-7504318448805497354</id><published>2008-07-03T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T00:10:08.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>Ill start off with a dream I had yesterday. Its significant since its a type of dream that I dont make a mental note to remember after I wake up, but somehow I do still remember some parts. Pardon the incoherence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that I was a bad guy. Along with a group of evil friends. Forgotten who they are, but we are all evil people who killed lots of policeman. We sneaked into places to steal valuable treasures, hid them in weird places, stole cars to escape, rammed through a bunch of police cars parked outside our crime scene. So basically, we were evil people who stole LOTS of money in awhile. Then we planned to escape Singapore by flying over to malaysia in a glider. Its ridiculous how we could fly in a glider, but I remembered flying in a glider up and over a HDB flat, which was very thrilling, and then realised there wasnt enough fuel to bring us all the way to Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway we flew to East Coast Beach to escape, but East Coast Beach looked really different cuz instead of sand and water, it was sand, wet mud marsh lands (with no trees) then the sea. And the horizon looked so dam far because there was no land in sight. In the end we didnt dare to fly with so little fuel cuz we might juz drop into the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we flew back to the HDB area, sat on a chess table (those old marble kind that is rampant in HDB flats) and was ready to surrender. Then ChuanKhim and JiaHan walked out of nowhere and they looked like they knew we gave up so they were like "lets go (we are here to arrest you)." WTF I donno why its them that are the policeman la so weird but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den I told them to wait, while I wrote things that Ive never said before, but have always wanted to tell people about, on a piece of paper. I knew I was in a hurry to write, because there were many things I kept to myself, but there was one that I remembered clearly, and that really shocked me, because I never realised I really felt of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Ive wasted lots of time writing about this stupid dream, I know there are still many parts to be slotted in, but just cant remember those.. Dreams and weird and stupid, but its nice to think about, because they often dont deceive you, and make you realise things you never realised before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIP was cancelled today so after trng, went to Seven-Eleven to buy cup noodles to eat with the two Queks, though Im not a girl. Talked about lots of stuff as usual, and then the police came and told us to go home haha. Second time police checking on me, that place must really be a dangerous place to be at. He says that theres a clinic nearby and so people do suspect students for wanting to steal drugs or something like that. So next time we should not go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally in a contemplative mood. Want to sleep badly. Lucky tmr got inspire. I love performances and sitting on confortable sits. Helps relax myself alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Simplifying things and finding the simplest way out are hell of a difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-7504318448805497354?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/7504318448805497354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=7504318448805497354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7504318448805497354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7504318448805497354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-1587664741083867074</id><published>2008-07-02T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T19:28:50.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skating</title><content type='html'>Quite sad that my sabbat ended, skating is dam fun for beginners like me after being able to skate. Oh wells, the equipment still stinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALT's toilet freaking stinked too. Think someone shitted and did not flush and the smell radiate through the alley. I think Im like the only few who liked the sabbaticals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow would be taking back alot of papers, frankly speaking I excited to know my marks. Everybody is excited la, even if you know you've done bad, you would still be excited cuz its like a moment of revalation so its kind of hypo when people go "walao eh I dont want to take back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the confirm do well type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow still got TIP till 9 after trng. So I've got to sleep early today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Things never went the way I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-1587664741083867074?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/1587664741083867074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=1587664741083867074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1587664741083867074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1587664741083867074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/skating.html' title='Skating'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-122085134665705835</id><published>2008-07-01T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T19:20:19.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz woo</title><content type='html'>Went for Inline Skating sabbatical which was very fun and finally, I could skate! HAHA. Lets go for rollerskating this Sunday at East Coast for Class outing! Juz like the previous previous one lolol but this time I bet I wont lag behind HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The equipments are dam smelly but thats the only bad thing so I think its a dam good sabbatical to go for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I think I got a stomachache eating at Bukit Timah Market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den beside us was the sports canberra self-defense sabbat it was dam funny when they started sparring each other with sponged swords and the girls were like poking each other with high pitched laughter while the guys are like spamming and swinging their swords like wild monkeys and then dam violent somemore. Haha its dam funny too see them fighting LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-122085134665705835?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/122085134665705835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=122085134665705835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/122085134665705835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/122085134665705835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/07/haiz-woo.html' title='Haiz woo'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-6258844338143287792</id><published>2008-06-30T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T21:07:59.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headache</title><content type='html'>Suffering from a headache now so Im going to sleep early, although I know I cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was relatively *****. Morning had sabbaticals briefing which was boring followed by PE in which we ran 2 big rounds and took height and weight. WTS juz as boring. And then chem briefing, which was even more boring and finally the 4 hour BBI talk which was -.-. Nevermind that cuz there was still TIP which I definitely did NOT look forward too, because it was a freaking sian day but no choice have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparantly YiQuan and I were supposed to perform some Wushu thing at their welcome dinner and the only reason I did that was because I did not want to do the Indian Dance. But its more than half a year I havent touch Wushu so I keep on stretching wts its dam bloody pain, felt like when I juz started out that kind of pull on the hamstring. Nevertheless after like 5 times finally got it back to equillibrium and then spent alot of time choreo-ing my own pattern cuz I totally forgotten the things I learn last year and after I was a 50% through, the teachers told us the stage dam small and its like a risen platform WTS how to perform there la one or two jumps fly out of the arena liao. So in the end YiQuan and I decided to try breaking instead for like 20 seconds and realised we have no idea how to choreo those breakdance type of combo thing although we learnt some random moves from youtube HECK CARE dont break le. We gonna try those sparring stunts. Ah wadeva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking long day and I feel dam tired now somehow I dont feel like going for Inline Skating tomorrow. Big Charles is being retarded cuz he already can skate like a super pro I wonder he come learn this for what. Go wakeboarding la. Den he say he cannot swim so win liao la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling backstabbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-6258844338143287792?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/6258844338143287792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=6258844338143287792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6258844338143287792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6258844338143287792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/06/headache.html' title='Headache'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-3584584014070746863</id><published>2008-06-29T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:11:50.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Narnia I</title><content type='html'>Juz another bad bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, life has became so predictable you know when your days would turn bad and when they would turn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narnia I was just like Narnia II, stupid plot but fantastic movie. Especially the sound tracks, which never failed to stir up emotions. I dont like parts where loyal centaurs/minotaurs lose their lives trying to save the the Kings and Queens. But in the end Aslan could revive them ya so actually Aslan owns all cuz he can do anything. Which makes the plot quite stupid cuz Im sure he could 1 v 10000 armies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow muz go back school. So today must sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-3584584014070746863?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/3584584014070746863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=3584584014070746863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3584584014070746863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3584584014070746863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/06/narnia-i.html' title='Narnia I'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-2326365062431006918</id><published>2008-06-28T20:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:00:24.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad bad mood</title><content type='html'>Aint in a good mood now. I know why and it cant be helped arh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanted&lt;/span&gt; today, which isnt as good as it seems. But its quite cool in a sense that The Faternity has lived for like a thousand years. I think 1000 years ago the assasins shrouded in their cloaks looked way more mysterious then the ones now -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dried Yong Tau Foo with the red sauce really sux. Soup is still the best. I think soup is the nicest delicacy on Earth, till now I havent drank a bowl of chinese soup that I dont like. Western soups aint nice sometimes lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite sad that couldnt go for TOUCH today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday had TIP meeting and before that went to meet Quek forgot for what. Den when I called him it was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh Quek where are you&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Quek: Dunno, you wan come?&lt;br /&gt;Me: There got who?&lt;br /&gt;Quek: Erm.. lala, pearylnne and e-hui..&lt;br /&gt;Quek: Eh shit no not e-hui, is huijuan.&lt;br /&gt;*Hears some commotion in the background&lt;br /&gt;Me: What the they ji look alike -.-&lt;br /&gt;Quek: Hahahahha&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its continues and the conversation was something like that, cant remember the exact things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the start I thought is the O level top student Pearlyn, cuz Pearlyn and E-hui is like a bundle. But it turned out to be Pearlynne Chong haha I shld have knew it, cuz all of them are ex-band mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol its surprising how Quek always meets up with girls and be the only guy there haha. Doesnt matter which Quek it is lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok JOKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we ate at poolside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things there never changed at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which sux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la there was some change. They've hired a new cashier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to TIP. And attendance was worse den expected which means its like worse^2. Ended up doing lame things zzz and toking alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian. No matter how much I try to treasure my life, it still feels sad sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But being sad aint bad, cuz without sadness there aint happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think a smile can really brighten up some1's day. Being stone face and dao totally sux. We should juz smile more often. Natural smiles are the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah freak, we should treasure our lives more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-2326365062431006918?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/2326365062431006918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=2326365062431006918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/2326365062431006918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/2326365062431006918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/06/bad-bad-mood.html' title='Bad bad mood'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-8708457138470036904</id><published>2008-06-25T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T20:35:12.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz</title><content type='html'>Time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths paper was alright. Felt really stupid because I started dreaming before checking my paper and when the last 15min came I realise times almost up so I rush thru to check and got dam pissed off cuz the last question at the start negative and positive sign mix up den affect the whole damn question. Cursed my luck and stupidity and den re-done the whole question juz because of that stupid error in the end no time to calculate the y values for min and max point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, its over =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last paper's tomorrow.. wanted to mug in reading room, but then suddenly it got quite noisy so in the end almost everyone inside dam restless and started toking cock and doing lame stuff. Took a video of a really stupid pen game -.- which is dam funny and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles (small) told me a dam funny joke rofl but he says quite alot of ppl heard it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since getting U is better than getting nothing and nothing is better than getting A, getting U is better than getting A!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha I think thats really funny :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-8708457138470036904?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/8708457138470036904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=8708457138470036904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8708457138470036904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8708457138470036904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/06/haiz.html' title='Haiz'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-4693193507315690811</id><published>2008-06-16T22:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T22:44:13.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puns</title><content type='html'>Its a screwed day. Dam screwed la everything all screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was a day &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;failed &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;--- nice pun) with laughter and joy -.-   Because when a mugging day turns to be a day of laughter and joy, its a failure.   But anyway, did some hardcore mugging!  Completed 12 chapters of Physics.   Nah, actually its 12 sections of gravitation.  Didnt even touch anything else.  Of cuz, not to forget doing badly for the time trial.   Just for the sake of rhyming, blocks rocks.  And we saw Charmaine's Clique Six friend. Its like so wow loh -.- They've got personalized Clique Six sweaters and the same slippers and same file and same everything maybe even the same parents since they're as close as&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sisters&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;--- fantastic pun).  Damn, this shows how bored I am.  &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-LinCOLN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-4693193507315690811?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/4693193507315690811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=4693193507315690811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/4693193507315690811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/4693193507315690811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/06/puns.html' title='Puns'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-3781855739135686312</id><published>2008-06-13T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T00:10:53.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OB india</title><content type='html'>Just received the mail from OB. Its a letter which I wrote to myself during OB India, cuz the instructor said that as time passes, people forget what they learn from the trip, so during the trip we wrote things to remind ourselves and after 6 months, they will send us the piece of paper again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking Ive been waiting for this piece of paper for quite sometime. And I realised Im right to say that Ive lost sight of many things and forgotten some of the most basic things I shld have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish to go for OB Korea if it doesnt clash with the Taiwan thing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes on a sidenote Im grateful that an uncle returned me my wallet after I left it at the table, never failed to be impressed by the integrity of some people. Yet also never failed to be disgusted by the dishonesty of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Linky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-3781855739135686312?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/3781855739135686312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=3781855739135686312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3781855739135686312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3781855739135686312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/06/ob-india.html' title='OB india'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-3991360490360206450</id><published>2008-06-11T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T17:21:34.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MESS</title><content type='html'>I just realised its 5.16pm and I havent done anything constructive today, other than filing my files and realising that Im missing some notes and tutorials here and there which got me really fed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like 2nd week of the hols but actually its the 3rd I dont remember what I did during the first two. Kept telling myself that I'll mug after the AC friendly and here I am lying to myself because I aint mugging and I dont feel like mugging which means even if I do mug it wouldnt be effective so Im telling myself I gonna start tomorrow and if I dont I owe each of you reading this post US$10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. That will make me mug :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Ill post the HK photos up as soon as I get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually Im blogging now at this stupid time because I realise everytime I blog in the afternoon/morning, Ill have something interesting happening afterwards and so in the end Ill blog at night again and so here I am HOPING that something interesting would happen later cuz its a SUPER boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Linky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-3991360490360206450?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/3991360490360206450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=3991360490360206450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3991360490360206450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3991360490360206450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/06/mess.html' title='MESS'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-3294396241189628563</id><published>2008-06-10T21:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T12:29:03.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HK</title><content type='html'>Aiya, I tried writing about the HongKong trip but it sounds soo incoherent.. so forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Singapore at 2am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 7 hours later in school preparing for the AC friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hammers won their J1 team 12/13-0, kind of lost count.. though screws lost to the AC J2s 1-15. Well their J2s are really good so its alright, and everyone did much better than expected! The final scores for HC-AC was 9-15! It was fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit: I think the team improved quite fast, from shotgunning to more strategic play. Would like to thank our 3 coaches and dear Mr Woon too cuz teachers are impt when it comes to teaching :). AC coach said all the layouts were done by HC hahaha! But sadly handlers rarely get a chance to do that, but at least we get to touch the disc more often LO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries, HC would definitely improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, blocks more impt, so start mugging and dont leave it to the last min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyway back to the point, Kungfu Panda is really funny. Its a hahaha hilarious show so if you're willing to spend the money, go and watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quote by Master Wugui &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery and today is a gift. Thats why we call it present.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya so mug for the blocks and score well. Cuz everytime you procrastinate, you're adding in blank papers to your history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going nowhere. So I should just end off here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-3294396241189628563?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/3294396241189628563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=3294396241189628563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3294396241189628563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3294396241189628563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/06/hk.html' title='HK'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-327281131351379869</id><published>2008-06-04T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T23:29:02.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wOO</title><content type='html'>TIP meeting today was quite fun haha. Tried bboying haha I think it was a good attempt with YiQuan. My left arm joint has blue blacks lol but it was worth the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow leaving for HK early in the morning, back on Sunday :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-327281131351379869?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/327281131351379869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=327281131351379869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/327281131351379869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/327281131351379869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/06/woo.html' title='wOO'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-5857268679754507419</id><published>2008-06-03T21:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T23:44:25.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So many things to say</title><content type='html'>I had a conversation with my mother in the car that happened for the first time ever. Never in my 17 years has she agreed with my opinions. But she just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Marcus and I quite extra in the Taiwan Immersion thing. They already had ice-breakers lah, we join late a little sian. Dunno how to say la. Walao actually its not like we want to join late one la, is just that they asked us last min cuz not enuf ppl. Ok nvm. Random babbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frisbee training today just as usual. The amount of conformists in this school juz disgusts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya we had a random urge to go to Felix Liew's house, with Lily Marcus and Quek. I mean Marcus and Jon Quek, not just Marcus Quek. And Lily was addicted to PS1, PSP and Comp games. Dam no life la -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We totally proved her wrong that Felix's house was boring la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its lame. Im blogging about my day again. Though its not very meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On a sidenote (as what Felix always says): Ive spent 3 days trying to make my eevee happy and WALAO it should juz be happy NOW and evolve immediately cuz I xin xin ku ku spent so much time on buses and trains fighting lvl 2-4s just to make it happy. Shouldnt it feel a little grateful or touched that im trying so hard. Stupid heartless pokemon. Ill keep making you faint after you evolve into an Espeon. HAHAHA hows that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will defeat Red and end this no life game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-5857268679754507419?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/5857268679754507419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=5857268679754507419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/5857268679754507419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/5857268679754507419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-many-things-to-say.html' title='So many things to say'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-1370656823107726447</id><published>2008-06-02T01:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T01:13:12.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CO concert</title><content type='html'>Just reached home from CO concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CO concert was also like so dam very interesting la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked all the songs juz as much. No preference. Unable to make a choice on which ones are better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the seats were really comfortable. $12 well spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to eat at Old market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live to eat =)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food is wonderful, especially at these coffee shops. I ate Kway Chap, Carrot Cake and Ice Kachang. I miss eating nice and relatively cheaper food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The escalator at the MRT station runs all day. Never stops. Even when there is little or no one left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much energy is lost. Imagine if all the escalators in Singapore have to be switched off by 11pm. We would save so much money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only realise how precious some things are after we lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house blacked out yesterday. In the middle of the night. Made me realise how important electricity is. Something that everyone takes for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the point of having more and more things, when we do not even treasure what we already have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-1370656823107726447?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/1370656823107726447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=1370656823107726447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1370656823107726447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1370656823107726447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/06/co-concert.html' title='CO concert'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-1830660016225532554</id><published>2008-05-31T11:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T11:11:46.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recap</title><content type='html'>Narnia is a fantastic movie, lots of touching, sad, and patriotic scenes. Best show Ive watched this 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things cannot happen the same way twice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats why what we always imagine never ever happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was band concert which was like dam interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked the 2nd song and the last 2 songs cuz the last 2 songs were dam funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-1830660016225532554?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/1830660016225532554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=1830660016225532554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1830660016225532554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1830660016225532554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/05/recap.html' title='Recap'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-37482885464426911</id><published>2008-05-23T20:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T00:04:19.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of the term</title><content type='html'>Its the last the day of the term. But somehow this year it today just felt like a normal day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years of experience told me holidays aint different from schooldays. In fact, holidays could be worse than school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class was discussing what to do for GEMS just now. And I realised that we've been trying to find an activity that does not exceed $10 per person (school subsidy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if the school did not offer us the $10 subsidy, would we bother finding a course than costs exactly less than $10 per person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its because of the greed in us. The greed that make us want to gain something from everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plants can photosynthesize, but until today, despite being "intelligent" animals, we still could not manually make photosynthesis happen. We are dumber than banana trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always hear the phrase "technological advancement", yet we never heard of "social advancement". Did we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not. Im so ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world isnt as simple as it seems. I dont disagree to that. I think Im too innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-37482885464426911?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/37482885464426911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=37482885464426911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/37482885464426911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/37482885464426911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-day-of-term.html' title='Last day of the term'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-1284399790119063706</id><published>2008-05-20T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T21:56:50.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lol Im emo?</title><content type='html'>My classmates just said my blog is emo. I guess its just the ambience and the colour. Maybe I should start blogging in a more casual tone like in the past but somehow casual writing sounds weird in worded form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im definitely not emo. Nothing to emo about recently. Emo people just cant control their emotions and feelings. I used to be one like that. Now Im getting hold of it better. At the same time I dont wish to become a robot. Cold-hearted without feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frisbee training was much better today. I like the idea of running 1 hour before like what we did today. And our new coach is so cool she does more practical than theory, which I think is more of my style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;True friends shine in dreaded times, true colours show in desperate times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-1284399790119063706?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/1284399790119063706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=1284399790119063706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1284399790119063706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1284399790119063706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/05/lol-im-emo.html' title='Lol Im emo?'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-1312680662008254547</id><published>2008-05-17T23:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T22:38:59.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>Im always impressed by performances, and shake is no exception. Usually not because of how good the performance is, but how much they've practiced. Frankly speaking, I dont find any of the dances yesterday very fascinating (in terms of choreo), because Im not the Dance type whom knows how to appreciate the moves and grooves nor understand the meaning of the dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the good coordination and myriad of perfomances put up showed that all the dancers put in alot of effort to practice again and again. And its because of that Im impressed. Haha good job everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Yesterday also made me reflect quite some bit. It was a long day, many things happened, much more than that of an average school day. And it inevitably left me with residues of unease, as well as triggered another endless cycle of guessing. All these troubles, I wish it would go one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-1312680662008254547?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/1312680662008254547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=1312680662008254547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1312680662008254547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1312680662008254547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/05/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-3119053976446031817</id><published>2008-05-07T18:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T20:09:52.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESSED</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The story of Pandora's Box&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandora was given a box by Zeus and told not to open it. She conceded to curiousity and all the evils of mankind plagued the world. Ironically, the last thing she let out was hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the only reason why we all are still living today is because of hope :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im not giving up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will live my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ill try hard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;really hard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to live on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with hope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with courage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ill face myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the greatest enemy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and even if theres such a thing called fate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ill continue trying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;until the day I die&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because that is life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Learning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And at times, regretting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because what doesnt kill you only makes you stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, many things are easier said than done. But dont forget, many things are easier then they seem too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 kinds of faith in this world. Real faith and false faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real faith could bring you to great heights and let you accomplish many things you never imagined you could. False faith on the other hand, does the opposite. It often makes you think you could do it, and induces some form of confidence in you. At times false faith seems so real, that once you failed, it &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crushes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; all your &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt;. And because of that, you think its the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real faith is often subconscious, it is integrated into you that you dont even know that you believe in it. While false faith usually goes like that, "I believe that...", hoping really hard that what you believe would come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we must realise that false faith is not a bad thing. It brings up hope. Hope that what you believe would present itself to you one day. Although that rarely happens, at least you tried. At least you dont regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One innate characteristic of us is that we could not deal with &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;disappointment&lt;/span&gt;. The disappointment that false faith always bring us. And often we do not realise that disappointment is not the cause of other's actions, but the lack of wisdom on our part. This lack of wisdom is not referring to the wisdom that we do not have in what we tried to do, but the inability of us to control the disappointment, to get back up again, to learn from those experiences, and to try harder.&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, to not &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;deceive &lt;/span&gt;ourselves by thinking that we are better than we seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people are attracted to the practicallity of life. Portfolio, money, status, power, all this tangible benefits. But these things do not follow us to our deathbed. It dies with your body. What follows your spirit all the way, is the result of self-cultivation. The soul of thy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats why the gods we pray to are usually those that have left a legacy, those that souls always follow us. Those, that spirit always linger around, ready to bless and inspire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-3119053976446031817?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/3119053976446031817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=3119053976446031817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3119053976446031817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3119053976446031817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/05/stressed.html' title='STRESSED'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-7229378089762970151</id><published>2008-05-02T22:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T10:27:12.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Labour Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Labour Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up dam early today and that sucked. Went to school to have frisbee training.. but dam tired so was very slack. Dam jealous of the people running for interact exco. Actually dam jealous of people who got into interact. But more furious of those who quit after getting into council. HwaChong people are not very good at judging people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch ironman with seniors and linus and lala and &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mingchong&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wilson&lt;/span&gt;. Quite obvious who was late, but it was really funny cuz the two of them said they were &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;batman&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;robin&lt;/span&gt; to get the tickets we left with the ticketing man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At then went to CS concert. Bang bang bang. Lots of sniping, shooting, bombing and stabbing. Nonono. Actually I went to Chinese Society concert. Its some Dunman High thing. I think the dance and xiang shengs and performances were nice. So it means everything is nice. Got home really late and was damn bloody tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its lame when I sleep late but wake up feeling un-tired. Only until halfway through the day during Physics lecture I snooze off and then wake up and feel dam blur and forget Im actually holding the attendance and brought it home without realising it and risk the class having to all get &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;4 demerit points&lt;/span&gt;. Haha, I jus remembered I was nearly late for school today. But dont worry, I think teachers wont be so darn stupid to think the whole class ponned, considering there are CCTV cameras and other classes who obviously saw us there. But anyway Im quite sorry for my carelessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem test proved once again that you dont need brains or concept to do well for exams. Just need alot of &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drilling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;memorizing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and a pinch of concept to ACE the subject. HwaChong HwaChong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess drilling would somehow drill concept into our brains sooner or later (sooner = more than 3months).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As quoted from Jonneo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You wonder why it seems that everyone is power-hungry. Where the word 'portfolio' simply keep reappearing everywhere. Join council because of portfolio. Do this because of portfolio. Do that because of portfolio. You question where is the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;passion&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;belief &lt;/span&gt;that drives people to commit into what they are doing. Or are they simply doing it for their own purpose? You seek an answer, but you don't find any."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that some people are too practical and result oriented that often they do not see that the process sometimes is what makes it all worth doing rather then just judging things by the the end point result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddly phrased, so I might have to consult Ee Hong for his fluent and eloquent liguistical skills to paraphrase what I just said, but you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It usually always ends up with, "Its like this what. The society is like this. Too bad loh. No portfolio, no recognition. Process your shit. You want process go work at factory, lots of processing there. I just want to get a good portfolio so I impress people. Afterall, the only way to judge a person in a short period of time is to see his portfolio."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life sux when Im sick. Especially after a long long nap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-7229378089762970151?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/7229378089762970151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=7229378089762970151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7229378089762970151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7229378089762970151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/05/labour-day.html' title='Labour Day'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-7397061741607940801</id><published>2008-04-27T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T21:57:41.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha</title><content type='html'>Im so guai. I went to cut short the back of my hair so now I dont look ah beng anymore. Now Im not angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Ah beng, I realised I have never used wax in my life. At least not that I could remember of. I think I should try waxing my hair once. On weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Id still prefer my good boy looks :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just looked through the .pdf file of the courses and pre-requisites of subjects offered at NUS. Just as expected, PCME leaves you nothing much except for engineering and business related stuff. I really dont want to work in an office unless Im left with no choice, and that makes the all the arrows point to engineering which I have no interests in.. especially since it requires so much physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its too early to think of such things. I must study well first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOUCH never failed to cheer up my Saturdays, especially after it has been plagued by the Science Symposium which made me realise I fail at being an usher, as well as displayed the ugly side of an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think even if you dont want a present that some students (not me) spent so much time making, you dont just shoo if off by saying "You help me keep ok." Even the minister said, "Thank you very much. I appreciate it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a prominent figure in school, it disgusts me that you are indifferent about such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Zilei is very weird. He totally hates playing games. Which is so unusual of kids. But he loves to draw. And hes very cute. And so nice to play with :). If he becomes an artist, Im going to be the first guy to buy his drawings. I hope its not too expensive. Engineers arent rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn. I really regret not taking bio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lix/LyOn: Im glad you thought so&lt;br /&gt;Linus: *speechless&lt;br /&gt;Jon/Marcus: nonono, not anymore&lt;br /&gt;Zelia: Erm sorry but who are you arh I think I know you but I forgot your name. Ya but anyway Im discrimination-free :)&lt;br /&gt;min: Marine engineering is still machines. Like building submarines. Which doesnt make much a difference from normal engineering so Im still screwed (so far).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-7397061741607940801?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/7397061741607940801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=7397061741607940801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7397061741607940801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7397061741607940801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/04/ha.html' title='Ha'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-6298997221046057160</id><published>2008-04-24T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:11:31.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmmm</title><content type='html'>I want to major in &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Marine Biology&lt;/span&gt; when I go to Uni. Ive always been fascinated by the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that wouldnt happen, because Ive never learnt bio and I regret it. Hmm maybe I could take &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oceanic Geology&lt;/span&gt;. But I never take geography. Actually I dont even know if "oceanic geology" exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I want to do things related to the sea. But I dont think these kind of subjects are offered in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that was just a random thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that fact that frisbee is starting to pick up. Our new coach teach us quite a bit. I think hes quite zai although hes quite short. I want to train hard and I hope the team also trains hard so that we wont get thrashed during nationals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im perturbed by my hair. I didnt realise the back is so long it makes me so ahbeng. Walao Im very civilised and nice loh.. not a ahbeng. My hair is not reflecting what I am. Walao. Im angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-6298997221046057160?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/6298997221046057160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=6298997221046057160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6298997221046057160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6298997221046057160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/04/hmmmmm.html' title='Hmmmmm'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-7898490402643380954</id><published>2008-04-21T21:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T21:36:40.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winner is me</title><content type='html'>*EDIT: I feel enlightened. Guess its no longer that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presidential elections have ended. Jeremy and Qihan is definitely a good choice. From what I see, Jeremy is a good motivator and Qihan is an activator. Qualities of good leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I respect Rhea just as much. Although she might &lt;strong&gt;appear&lt;/strong&gt; to be a weak, unconfident and quiet individual, but they way she speaks, the way she conveys her message and the way she brings her self about, its all very sincere and very motivational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming from a different school, its like you enter a new game. You dont know anybody at all, and its hard to fit into the new environment. But she took up the challenge, ran for council, got in, and I thought she deserved it. Yet on the other end of the spectrum, some people were like, 'Wth, Rhea got in?'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different people have different viewpoints. Its inevitable. Thats how we balance out y&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;n-y&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;. Thats how we bring about improvements to our lives. Differing viewpoints often bring about things we never thought of. And thats good, because it helps us look at more aspects of a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I just want to say is that I think Rhea has alot of 内涵 (self-cultivation)。Something that many people are lacking nowadays. And its because of this 内涵 that I respect her as a person and I think she would make a good councillor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I guess I should stop here. Have a nice day. And I hope I have a nice one too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-7898490402643380954?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/7898490402643380954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=7898490402643380954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7898490402643380954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7898490402643380954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/04/failure-is-me.html' title='Winner is me'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-316234872426518459</id><published>2008-04-17T20:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T10:19:26.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CSM!</title><content type='html'>I suddenly remembered about the guy who asked a council presidential candidate a very sentimental question during Q&amp;amp;A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who dont know, it went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We were close friends last year." &lt;pause&gt;&lt;"oooohhh" from the crowd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But this year, when you ran for council, you ....."&lt;br /&gt;"I dont know whether its because we are over-sensitive or because you have really distanced from us ......"&lt;br /&gt;"... hypocrisy... .. can you tell us why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the candidate answered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was very tired... , sorry if it..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes, the questioner went back and said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The reason I asked you this question is because I treasure our friendship. I just hope that in the course of running for president, you do not forget your friends. Run with not only your brains, but with your &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following so, he teared a little and ran out of the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why Im blogging about this is because Ive been heavily impacted by his &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sincerity&lt;/span&gt; and his &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;courag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a river, friends are the people who share the river with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They enter and exit your lives for all sorts of reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close friends paddle near you. And when you paddle too near them, you splash water onto them. And they get angry. So naturally close friends would have disputes, but its how you handle them thats important. You could help to dry his boat, you could give a word of apology or you could improve on your paddling skills. The choices are a plenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you choose to argue back and he also chooses what you chose, then both of your boats would be filled with water and sink in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as you continue paddling down the river, you might find boats that appeal to you. Naturally they appear &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sticky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. If your boat appears sticky to the boat's owner too, then both of you could get attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you find 2 sticky boats, your legs get stuck to both boats when you approach them. Which accounts for the idiom 一脚踏两船/床。And usually you cant balance well when your legs are on 2 different boats. So you're gonna fall down dam fast if you do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, whats good about two boats sticking is that they dont capsize easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet whats not that good about two boats sticking is that when the boatman gets too engrossed about his partner, he neglects his friends. In extreme cases, the distance between him and all his friends approaches infinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woulnt want to find an analogy for the above mentioned scenario of the presidential election candidate and his close friend(s), because I dont know the exact facts. But anyway, all I want to say is that: (sorry for the anti-climax)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a time to crap and there is also a time to be serious. What you think is funny is sometimes NOT as casual as you think it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised this is the only year Ive participated so actively in CSM. Yesterday I went for long jump. Wow. Cant believe it rite? Lincoln long jumping. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Wth&lt;/span&gt;. Just wanna say Im happy to get 5th :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the other events I took part in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inter fac 8x200 (mixed): 8th :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inter fac 8x200 (boys): disqualified cuz baton drop :((( but judging by the circumstances then, more or less get 8th also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inter CT relay 4x100m (heats): 2nd :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inter fac relay 4x400m: 2nd :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in time, Ive got something I really want to say. I enjoyed running with my class and with the fac fullstop =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally to end off, I &lt;em&gt;discovered&lt;/em&gt; that many people think frisbee is a loser CCA. Just wanna say it is not what it looks like. Frisbee =/= central plaza frisbee. But cant control what people think, so just got to live with it =D. Hopefully the mentality would change soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, people often dont understand things that are new to them. So I guess its ok haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-316234872426518459?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/316234872426518459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=316234872426518459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/316234872426518459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/316234872426518459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/04/csm.html' title='CSM!'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-7611690892796042775</id><published>2008-04-16T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T19:58:25.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag replies</title><content type='html'>Tag replies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;min: it depends&lt;br /&gt;shiang/marcus/dora: haha lol thx :)&lt;br /&gt;Jon/Lix: (nth to say)&lt;br /&gt;Elson/Pearlynne: hi :D&lt;br /&gt;jiaying: hi lol tmr sure rain&lt;br /&gt;ck: ive used glue hah&lt;br /&gt;FTS: yea&lt;br /&gt;Marcus: nah its ok :) I liked to listen to u all tok&lt;br /&gt;Lyon: enjoyed toking to u too =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-7611690892796042775?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/7611690892796042775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=7611690892796042775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7611690892796042775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7611690892796042775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/04/tag-replies.html' title='Tag replies'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-3363762907234264617</id><published>2008-04-14T22:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:48:16.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long day.</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow confirm rain one. No need say. Dont even hope. Its hopeless. Its a curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths test, NAPFA test, hell with the tests. Running rocked my day. Its been so long Ive sprinted at the track. I really felt shiok. I cant wait for wednesday. I swear to &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;top 6&lt;/span&gt; the long jump. I &lt;s&gt;can&lt;/s&gt; must do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was quite paiseh when I was the last runner for the 8x200 and I only got the baton when the 2nd last guy was like 100m ahead. Heck. I got OlymPISM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freaking hate my shoes. Its worn out and it made me fall down at the terraces. Lucky I didnt roll down the stairs like a cheeseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I feel like going to sleep. Wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should join MAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for toking cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HwaChong boys should be more sensitive to girls. I mean, you dont go shouting the f word every now and then for NO apparent reason. Plus its dam insensitive to like link the girl to sexual stuff while playing a game of SOCCER. SOCCER leh. Dont be a SUCCER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time in 3 years Im not studying for a PHYSICS test tomorrow. So I dont expect to do well and even if I do, I dont think I deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-3363762907234264617?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/3363762907234264617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=3363762907234264617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3363762907234264617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3363762907234264617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/04/long-day.html' title='Long day.'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-8724732220794066787</id><published>2008-04-12T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T23:08:06.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great sat</title><content type='html'>Early in the morning I received an sms from daryl to go and buy studs. And very coincidentally, I met Lyon at Paya Lebar MRT while making my way to Queenstown. Its nice to talk to my dunman friends once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck about the details of shopping, jump straight to TOUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell la Im addicted to TOUCH. The children there are so darn cute!~. And I think Im getting really good at handling kids, even/especially with hyperactive ones like ZiLei :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like what Shuhui said, maybe Interact made a bad choice of not interviewing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But games was screwed. Many times the children were uninterested/rowdy/distracted and since Quek was &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dominating&lt;/span&gt; everything, I couldnt really do any shit about it, especially since I get &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;interrupted&lt;/span&gt; whenever I try to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After observing Quan Wei, Gladys and Seth in the previous months, Ive picked up some tips of controlling large bunch of children. And just when I thought I could try them out today.. ok nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip to Hougang Mall I felt &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;excluded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Kaijun, Huijuan and Quek were talking about things I dont understand. All the inside jokes of their class and all the people I dont know. Dinner was still the same, I didnt get anything they were saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after that it got better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it just reminded me of the gaowei-ness with Marcus and his friends at dinner yesterday. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I assure you it is not their fault at all, seriously&lt;/span&gt;. These things are &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;natural&lt;/span&gt;, especially when you dont know anyone of them, you just keep hearing them talk and at times they will go: "&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hes bored.&lt;/span&gt;" And you will just reply "&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;no la&lt;/span&gt;". I mean, its not like you could do anything rite. However so, its feels good when they make such random comments cuz at least I know Im existent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what was really disturbing is that someone was talking about someone and suddenly he just stoned and looked and me and like "oh shit." (I didnt realise his presence)... like as if I cant be trusted and would backstab him and what shit. Bloody hell do I look like a stabber? wtf -.- you want gossip den dun scared the person kp u la. I dont like people giving me signs of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;distrust&lt;/span&gt; and then go "oh nothing la i realise theres no ice in the cup."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: This post has a tinch of unhappiness and anger in the beginning and end parts. Its just my way of expressing myself. Sorry if it disturbed you or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-8724732220794066787?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/8724732220794066787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=8724732220794066787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8724732220794066787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8724732220794066787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/04/great-sat.html' title='Great sat'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-5133583294740278720</id><published>2008-04-10T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T21:33:58.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAME!!</title><content type='html'>If you get hit by a frisbee at your bench, remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The person who goes and pick up the frisbee is not the culprit&lt;br /&gt;2) Look for the person acting innocent, most probrably is him&lt;br /&gt;3) Try to act very pissed off, then everyone would boo him then you know who liao loh ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, Ming Chong is finally back to normal. But MingChong 'normal' is = hyperactive ahbeng so maybe its not that good afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesdays and Thursdays always rain.. and its heavy rain somemore. April supposed to be dry weather so I dont know wth is happening now. But lucky rain today. Or else I dont know what crap MingChong and Wilson would be up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life sux sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-5133583294740278720?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/5133583294740278720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=5133583294740278720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/5133583294740278720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/5133583294740278720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/04/lame.html' title='LAME!!'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-4128777144714416397</id><published>2008-04-09T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T18:58:41.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>I went to triple jump for fun just now and I think NPCC sux. Look at what they were doing at the track. Cheer like my soft toy. Nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think triple jump is so cool. I swear Im gonna get into the finals for long jump next Wednesday. TRAIN. Jump training is fun. And I'll resolve to get A for my 2.4, Kkj has been owning me by 2 or 3 seconds recently and its like so fustrating. I MUST GET A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO JOIN NET2WORK and be an aspiring ENTREPRENEUR omgwtf. But wth its on Tuesdays so Im double considering now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-4128777144714416397?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/4128777144714416397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=4128777144714416397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/4128777144714416397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/4128777144714416397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/04/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-2191086526247177644</id><published>2008-04-06T17:21:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T23:12:26.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Milk and Cheese</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;A professor asked a student to drink a cup of milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#202020;"&gt;The student was fustrated, so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student said, "I dont like milk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#202020;"&gt;The professor saw the fustration in the student,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the professor said, "Here, try some cheese."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#202020;"&gt;"I will cut short your detention if you eat it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the student ate it. He wouldnt mind cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#202020;"&gt;After the student ate it, he snobbed at the professor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the professor asked, "Do you know that cheese is made from milk?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#202020;"&gt;Trying to be cool,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student replied confidently, "Yes I do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#202020;"&gt;He thought that that would shut the professor up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the professor asked again, "Then why do you like cheese and not milk?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#202020;"&gt;Just as the professor expected,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student cant answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the professor gave the student 3 more packets of cheese and asked him to eat everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#202020;"&gt;The student thought it was a challenge, and so he ate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing the first packet, the student felt so full he didnt feel like eating anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#202020;"&gt;But he wanted to win the challenge and thus continued eating it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so halfway through eating the second packet, he got sick of the cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#202020;"&gt;He was quite pissed off, until&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor saw his dismay and offered him the milk. The student drank it willingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#202020;"&gt;After finishing the milk, he gave the professor another snob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this time the professor asked him, "Why did you drink the milk? I thought you didnt like milk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#202020;"&gt;Trying to find an excuse to shut the professor up again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student replied, "Cheese made my throat dry and my taste buds salty, so the milk helps me neutralise the dryness and the saltiness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#202020;"&gt;He thought he had finally succeeded in shutting him up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the professor asked him again, "Now, would you want more milk, or more cheese?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#202020;"&gt;This time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student took some time to think, and he finally said, "For now, milk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you want is usually not as good as you think it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An aspiring singer would dream of becoming a star. But when she really becomes a star, she gets tired of it, and realise it would be better being a commoner. She doesnt want so much attention afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An aspiring scientist would dream of becoming a prominent figure in the scientific world, but when he really becomes one, he gets tired of it, and realise it would be better being a commoner. He wants to spend more time with his family than his lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little child might want to get a pet dog because he thinks its fun playing with it. But when he really gets one, he pisses off his mother because he doesnt clean up the dog's poo. He prefers to eat hot dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, treasure what you already have. What you dream of wanting might just be the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;cheese&lt;/span&gt;. It tastes better. But often you dont realise that what you already have is actually just that precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not saying that you should not work towards your dreams, but in the midst of realising your dreams, dont forget what you have, dont take what you have for granted. Because only when you treasure what you have now, would you then be really happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;only if you have read the milk and cheese story already&lt;/span&gt;, scroll up again, press ctrl+a and re-read the story again. The inspiring story might not be that inspiring afterall :/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things in life are not explicitly there for you to see. You just have to read between the lines, and you would then realise things are just not what they seem to be :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-2191086526247177644?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/2191086526247177644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=2191086526247177644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/2191086526247177644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/2191086526247177644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/04/milk-and-cheese_06.html' title='Milk and Cheese'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-6167414447774869989</id><published>2008-04-04T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T21:18:19.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HORNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;MingChong is dam act ahbeng/really ahbeng la. Zong zi hes jus dam ahbeng wtf -.- And dam horny also. Zzz I got pissed todae cuz he tok too much cock about some lame stuff. But unfortunately Im such a nice person I already forgot what happened. Haha I just wanted to say hes dam horny. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HORNY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R_YqY7DT2JI/AAAAAAAAARo/yKP5pW7DniU/s1600-h/white_rhinoceros1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185378628620507282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R_YqY7DT2JI/AAAAAAAAARo/yKP5pW7DniU/s320/white_rhinoceros1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I live quite a boring life leh. I want to go find some life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently some ppl have been exceptionally dao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-6167414447774869989?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/6167414447774869989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=6167414447774869989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6167414447774869989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6167414447774869989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/04/horny.html' title='HORNY'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R_YqY7DT2JI/AAAAAAAAARo/yKP5pW7DniU/s72-c/white_rhinoceros1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-591512424621629502</id><published>2008-04-02T20:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T22:03:32.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny?</title><content type='html'>Its surprising how Im back to normal already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a river, if you imagine theres a rock infront, and then you really hit the rock, you wouldnt be sad about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the burden of choosing burns people out. They say its better to be given no choice, so at least you are happy because you didnt make a wrong choice (especially when you didnt even make a choice).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets picture it as a river. The river flows, and you see three paths. You choose one and then in that one path it branches out another three paths. And if this keeps on happening you would keep on thinking "hey if i took the other path earlier, might it be better?" And the deeper you go, the more choices you make, the more you regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have you ever thought that if you didnt make the choice, you wouldnt know that you made a right/wrong choice. And since you chose the path, you can now identify the characteristics of a better and a not-so-good path, and so the next time you are presented with more paths, you would choose the better one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now lets picture a straight, one-path river. Of course you would feel more relaxed and happy because theres only one path. No choice, no nothing. Everything is fixed for you. You dont have the burden of making a choice. And every obstacle you encounter, you tell yourself "Not like I have a choice, so Ill just have to face it." And surprisingly, you wouldnt regret on anything, because the path is set, the problems are bound to be there, you just live a life set for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon any irony, but its here we choose. Whether we want to live a life of choices, or a life of none. The choice is clear for me. I dont want a dull life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive learnt an important lesson today. When you want to cancel stuff, cancel it until its like a black box. Dun just put 2 lines. Cuz people can see what it is. So Interact didnt even want to interview me. And council hates me, so Im left with Frisbee. My only CCA. Not that frisbee is sai, but then I want to have 2 CCAs actually.. to feel more accomplished.. especially when I love children, Interact would be good but nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilson, MingChong and I bought a frisbee today. $8.. he got a nice blue colour and the only niceR colour left was &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yellow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so I was quite sad. Luckily I didnt get dirty (haha sorry lame joke). Erm ya and I followed Liwen to general office to find her missing shoebag.. and in the end I made her realise that its with Jieying even before we reached the lost and found place (which I dont exactly know where it is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before that I still thought that there was a shoebag stealer cuz I lost mine too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-591512424621629502?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/591512424621629502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=591512424621629502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/591512424621629502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/591512424621629502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/04/funny.html' title='Funny?'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-3670339625237671937</id><published>2008-04-01T21:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T22:44:30.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Council haha</title><content type='html'>I really dont know how to start off this post. Ive got like trillions of things to say. So let me really, sincerely thank ALOT of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must REALLY REALLY thank Wilson, MingChong and Wilfred for running with council with me. Wilfred, especially for ALL the administrative stuff he have done, I really appreciate it. MingChong, for spontaneously helping us in many aspects of campaigning. Of course, Wilson, who carried the 11 watermelons with me from coronation, for tolerating all my demands of the video, like what to cut, what to add in, what songs to use, when to use what ad, the type of ending I want etc. And of course, everybody for contributing ideas to our winning video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, we have uploaded the video.. sorry for the long wait everyone, especially JiaHan. I must thank everyone for their positive comments about it haha :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rloZtNA4yAs"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rloZtNA4yAs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Remember to switch on ur speakers and volume to maximum! And the resolution sucks, its like stretched and I dunno why, but anyway, enjoy it :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so heres a really long list of people I wanna thank for our video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Ziran,&lt;br /&gt;Mak Yiding&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy Ang&lt;br /&gt;Howard Chiu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeo Jia Han&lt;br /&gt;Elson Ee&lt;br /&gt;Linus Lim&lt;br /&gt;Ong Siquan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Lin&lt;br /&gt;Ming Sheen&lt;br /&gt;Teck Yock&lt;br /&gt;Charles Chih&lt;br /&gt;Charmaine&lt;br /&gt;Pearlynne&lt;br /&gt;Shuhui&lt;br /&gt;Wayne&lt;br /&gt;Yihui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for our posters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenn Siang&lt;br /&gt;Chuan Khim&lt;br /&gt;Jingbin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also want to thank Nicole, Ming Sheen, Jianwei and Nicholas for waiting in the fish tank with me after our Physics ILP.. thanks for all the encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ming Shiang, Felix, Marcus, HwaPheng, Xianzb, HuiPing, Daryl, Marcus (senior class), Huifang, Gen Peck, Joshua and some other people for all the reassuring and encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results are undoubtedly disappointing for me. But nevertheless, I must really congratulate all of the people who got into council. I think almost everyone deserved it. And I hereby wish Li Xiang good luck running for fac head. Jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course not to forget all those who consoled me :), KaiJun, Jon Quek, Guojie, HuiJuan, Jeremy (frisbee guy), and of course dear 6C etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I havent forget my Dunman friends, especially Jasmine who has been so nice, Dora, Lyon etc. Thx alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for this long list of thank yous, but after running for council, I realise that being elected is not that important, its the encouragement, the care and concern that your friends give that really make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say people who fall lose their confidence. But for people like me who never had confidence to start with, Ive never lost a single bit. Instead, Ive gained some. This is the second major disappointment in my life. Sorry, but Im not shattered by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a river. Although Ive capsized, Ive got back up. And Ill continue moving on. Faster. Steadier. The water will dry, the road unwinds. I paddle on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must really thank everyone who voted for me. Even if you didnt, you are still my friend. Votes are votes, friends are friends, Ive always made a clear distinction between these two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that election period is over, I find it easier to say hi to people, at least now I wouldnt fear that they think Im being friendly because of votes. I like greetings, they cheer people up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Im 100% straight. I kind of screwed up saying I dont "think straight", when actually I meant I like to look at things from different perspectives and find creative solutions to problems, but I guess some people ended up getting the wrong idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, a BIG THANK YOU to EVERYONE who supported us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-3670339625237671937?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/3670339625237671937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=3670339625237671937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3670339625237671937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3670339625237671937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/04/council-haha.html' title='Council haha'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-3163616929650316698</id><published>2008-03-31T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T21:28:27.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ill try my best</title><content type='html'>Time really flies. I felt like it was only 1 day ago when I thought "I really hope Tuesday quickly comes, so that Ill not have to worry so much anymore".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive thought about it. I should just take it as it come. And I feel weird writing this. I think Ive tried my best, and it all comes down to tmr's 4pm. Im really worried. This post is not fluent. Its the first time I cant write nicely. Sorry for all those reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what to say. I really suck at answering questions. Guojie and Daryl did well in their Q&amp;amp;A last year, I hope I do well too. I always have mental blocks. I die under pressure and stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to relax. Its so worrying. Because I havent done much in my high school life, I hope I could have the chance to commit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so confused now. Im quite worried. But I liked Frisbee and soccer today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a river. When its still, you enjoy the scenery, when its turbulent, you enjoy the thrill. When you capsize, you get back up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-3163616929650316698?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/3163616929650316698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=3163616929650316698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3163616929650316698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/3163616929650316698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/03/ill-try-my-best.html' title='Ill try my best'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-282947486842144279</id><published>2008-03-29T22:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T22:43:51.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOUCH PICTURES 22 MARCH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-5UkLDT2GI/AAAAAAAAARQ/-ufZe_3IxEY/s1600-h/IMG_1277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183173201568716898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-5UkLDT2GI/AAAAAAAAARQ/-ufZe_3IxEY/s200/IMG_1277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-5UkbDT2HI/AAAAAAAAARY/26wczAoGr3A/s1600-h/IMG_1280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183173205863684210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-5UkbDT2HI/AAAAAAAAARY/26wczAoGr3A/s200/IMG_1280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-5UjrDT2FI/AAAAAAAAARI/BH4xbAoQG8k/s1600-h/IMG_1276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183173192978782290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-5UjrDT2FI/AAAAAAAAARI/BH4xbAoQG8k/s200/IMG_1276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-5R0LDT2AI/AAAAAAAAAQg/JGREZWWIzrA/s1600-h/IMG_1271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183170177911740418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-5R0LDT2AI/AAAAAAAAAQg/JGREZWWIzrA/s200/IMG_1271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-5R0rDT2BI/AAAAAAAAAQo/HsfBqkynTNM/s1600-h/IMG_1272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183170186501675026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-5R0rDT2BI/AAAAAAAAAQo/HsfBqkynTNM/s200/IMG_1272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-5R07DT2CI/AAAAAAAAAQw/6vk7zVLZuFo/s1600-h/IMG_1273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183170190796642338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-5R07DT2CI/AAAAAAAAAQw/6vk7zVLZuFo/s200/IMG_1273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-5R1rDT2DI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/-YuOUXjcN1E/s1600-h/IMG_1274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183170203681544242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-5R1rDT2DI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/-YuOUXjcN1E/s200/IMG_1274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-5R2LDT2EI/AAAAAAAAARA/fk0Qqr-lw_c/s1600-h/IMG_1275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183170212271478850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-5R2LDT2EI/AAAAAAAAARA/fk0Qqr-lw_c/s200/IMG_1275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-5Uo7DT2II/AAAAAAAAARg/NUD0_RuTe60/s1600-h/IMG_1282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183173283173095554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-5Uo7DT2II/AAAAAAAAARg/NUD0_RuTe60/s200/IMG_1282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-282947486842144279?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/282947486842144279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=282947486842144279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/282947486842144279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/282947486842144279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/03/linky.html' title='TOUCH PICTURES 22 MARCH!'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-5UkLDT2GI/AAAAAAAAARQ/-ufZe_3IxEY/s72-c/IMG_1277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-8952136620977704648</id><published>2008-03-29T15:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T18:10:28.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer spoil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yo all. Friday was really a stressful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare not blog much because theres something wrong with my computer. It might just hang and dc without warning. The RAM holder is faulty. Miraculously I can use it for awhile.. lets hope it will survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it will take weeks for people to come repair it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not to forget, a big thank you for everyone who cheered and supported me yesterday :)&lt;br /&gt;I love u all =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Tuesday quickly come. At least I dont have to worry anymore by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im scared I dont get into council, cuz the next 2 years would be meaningless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And fyi, I dun give a damn about portfolio, because I think its absurd to suffer 2 years just for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-8952136620977704648?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/8952136620977704648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=8952136620977704648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8952136620977704648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8952136620977704648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/03/computer-spoil.html' title='Computer spoil'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-8317597274135252414</id><published>2008-03-25T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T23:28:21.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHH NO</title><content type='html'>Some1 said before that a small spark could set off a forest fire. Little did I know a seemingly innocuous comment might result in my imminent blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe it man haha. Our banner is very attractive (people will look at it), but everyone thinks its the council banner itself! Oh no! Our names are too small!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay tmr got no school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-8317597274135252414?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/8317597274135252414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=8317597274135252414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8317597274135252414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8317597274135252414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/03/ahhh-no.html' title='AHHH NO'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-6754079384961466202</id><published>2008-03-22T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T23:48:02.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO CUTE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-UYX7DT1-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ySAl-0ZVg8I/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180573745627256802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-UYX7DT1-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ySAl-0ZVg8I/s200/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-UYYbDT1_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/KMBn4Avn5Nc/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180573754217191410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-UYYbDT1_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/KMBn4Avn5Nc/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. So cute right? OF COURSE LA. Thats such a rhetorical question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still got many many other pictures! But all in quek's camera. ILL GET THEM ON MONDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I must really thank Wilson for the time spent on editing the video. &gt;9 hrs straight. Rock on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-6754079384961466202?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/6754079384961466202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=6754079384961466202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6754079384961466202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6754079384961466202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-cute.html' title='SO CUTE!'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-UYX7DT1-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ySAl-0ZVg8I/s72-c/Image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-6688051791222262599</id><published>2008-03-22T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T11:57:45.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap Video</title><content type='html'>Im like so screwed in the campaign video. I looks so retarded. Omg I feel dam GG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after I read Jiayun's blog I felt so sad =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NVM. THERES TOUCH LATER!!! YES I LOVE KIDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-6688051791222262599?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/6688051791222262599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=6688051791222262599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6688051791222262599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6688051791222262599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/03/crap-video.html' title='Crap Video'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-5080823596635455931</id><published>2008-03-20T21:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T21:42:46.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I luv today!</title><content type='html'>I love today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had CIP at Sunlove Home for the Elderly.. 2 things I learnt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Shu Hui does housework like a real wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I really dont know how to phrase this but.. lets just say a number of HwaChong** people generally dont spend much time doing manual labour. Its obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap, Im starting to talk like Mr How. How arh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;SO...&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den we like played a really retarded game on the bus.. lucky we were veerrryyy quiet and so I think we didnt disturb anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics tutorial with Mr Wu was simply fantastic&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R-J8M7DT17I/AAAAAAAAAP4/__45NjmW3GE/s1600-h/fantastic_four_2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I like J3 teachers. Their insight to Physics is like wa siao.. dunno how to say. Today we learnt everytime we jump we get 8 demerit points because we make a dent in the ground and thats vandalism. How do I say arh.. its like he can teach Physics in such a fun way Im starting to like Physics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, the class itself must be co-operative and very on la.. or else its hard for him to conduct lessons. Afterall, mood plays a big role in our daily lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A series of random stuff... and we played soccer. Haha I dunno how to phrase it again (sorry Im lost for words) but I kind of liked today. Its been long since Ive had such a meaningful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I STILL LOVE KIDS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-5080823596635455931?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/5080823596635455931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=5080823596635455931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/5080823596635455931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/5080823596635455931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-luv-today.html' title='I luv today!'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-1429698909449834484</id><published>2008-03-14T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T21:10:57.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So darn fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I really dont know what to say. Suddenly, I realised 5 holi days have already passed. And I didnt even realise until now. 这种感觉难以说明。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R9p5O3Sqb6I/AAAAAAAAAPw/URLUqU01yiM/s1600-h/champaign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177584017883164578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R9p5O3Sqb6I/AAAAAAAAAPw/URLUqU01yiM/s200/champaign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ing mood hasnt set in yet, I dunno why.. actually I know why but I dun feel like saying why so I think Ill just say I dunno why. Sorry for this randomness I actually blogging for the sake of seeing pictures amongst the words. Looks nice haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-1429698909449834484?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/1429698909449834484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=1429698909449834484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1429698909449834484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1429698909449834484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-darn-fast.html' title='So darn fast'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R9p5O3Sqb6I/AAAAAAAAAPw/URLUqU01yiM/s72-c/champaign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-4236394497644784113</id><published>2008-03-10T21:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T21:28:39.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HUANGCHENG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R9Uy8XSqbxI/AAAAAAAAAOs/4y_FkqmJunY/s1600-h/Happy_Holidays_Crystal_Penguin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176099359358086930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R9Uy8XSqbxI/AAAAAAAAAOs/4y_FkqmJunY/s200/Happy_Holidays_Crystal_Penguin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ! But holidays are almost not holidays haha I still prefer going to school later den have holidays cuz I usually end up playing dota/slacking. MUS MUG (at least a little) :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I watched &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R9U0BnSqbyI/AAAAAAAAAO0/z5UoZ5I-7w0/s1600-h/huangcheng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176100549064027938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R9U0BnSqbyI/AAAAAAAAAO0/z5UoZ5I-7w0/s200/huangcheng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wow its very nice.. but the emo play a little boring.. ah nvm I cant appreciate emo stuff lol. Suddenly Im stuck for words. Ok nvm. Taisoon brought our Dunman friends there! Somehow I felt nice seeing them again haha. Lets have a UTP outing again in June or something haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I saw Jason Boey &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R9U00XSqbzI/AAAAAAAAAO8/C4JA64Q0-WY/s1600-h/cryingbaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176101420942389042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R9U00XSqbzI/AAAAAAAAAO8/C4JA64Q0-WY/s200/cryingbaby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things in life that are so special you dont want it to end, but if it never ended, then it wont be special anymore. And thats why we all have memories. To remember things and people we love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories are precious. Memories sometimes bring regret. I hate regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe I almost cried watching CJ7. Just like secret. But this time I wont brood over it for 3 days 3 nights since its supposed to be a funny show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-4236394497644784113?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/4236394497644784113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=4236394497644784113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/4236394497644784113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/4236394497644784113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/03/huangcheng.html' title='HUANGCHENG'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R9Uy8XSqbxI/AAAAAAAAAOs/4y_FkqmJunY/s72-c/Happy_Holidays_Crystal_Penguin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-6553262470812629148</id><published>2008-03-08T19:50:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T20:36:00.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wo ai mang</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was expecting &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R9J_7HSqbsI/AAAAAAAAAOE/EWmT6zRGzr0/s1600-h/frisbee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175339575348457154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R9J_7HSqbsI/AAAAAAAAAOE/EWmT6zRGzr0/s200/frisbee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to be very slack, but it turned out otherwise. Thats good :) at least its worth joining. I hate slacking off too much of my time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leg freaking ached the whole day so I didnt go for wushu. Sorry arh =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead I saw how &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R9KCUnSqbuI/AAAAAAAAAOU/9iG3BvrJTe0/s1600-h/Death_Note_L+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175342212458376930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R9KCUnSqbuI/AAAAAAAAAOU/9iG3BvrJTe0/s200/Death_Note_L+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; changed the &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R9KGDnSqbvI/AAAAAAAAAOc/nszI3lGkPAs/s1600-h/globeb+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175346318447111922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R9KGDnSqbvI/AAAAAAAAAOc/nszI3lGkPAs/s200/globeb+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Nice show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so exposed after attending expose today. &lt;--- Freaking bad attempt for humour So I'll just put it there for fun. So many things to say, but somethings are better left unsaid. I just hope to get into to council. I love my frens and the school =). I hate crushed tissue paper boxes and rubber bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-6553262470812629148?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/6553262470812629148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=6553262470812629148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6553262470812629148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6553262470812629148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/03/wo-ai-mang.html' title='Wo ai mang'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R9J_7HSqbsI/AAAAAAAAAOE/EWmT6zRGzr0/s72-c/frisbee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-2155050772307911189</id><published>2008-03-05T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T21:46:11.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R86iJo4er_I/AAAAAAAAANk/OSLTiLjxqds/s1600-h/DSC00657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174251308372111346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R86iJo4er_I/AAAAAAAAANk/OSLTiLjxqds/s320/DSC00657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R86iKI4esAI/AAAAAAAAANs/t-cxCVz6Mj8/s1600-h/DSC00658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174251316962045954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R86iKI4esAI/AAAAAAAAANs/t-cxCVz6Mj8/s320/DSC00658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-2155050772307911189?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/2155050772307911189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=2155050772307911189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/2155050772307911189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/2155050772307911189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/03/wow-pictures.html' title='Wow pictures'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R86iJo4er_I/AAAAAAAAANk/OSLTiLjxqds/s72-c/DSC00657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-8537742463179612641</id><published>2008-03-04T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T22:21:03.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R81XjJfpxxI/AAAAAAAAANc/mH3NBY_vxIU/s1600-h/DSC02789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173887808274286354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R81XjJfpxxI/AAAAAAAAANc/mH3NBY_vxIU/s320/DSC02789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Skating at Kallang oO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparantly Im always unprepared in the photos grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im proud to say I can ice skate :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new teachers are all J3 PRC top scholars! They rock. Both Mr Wu and Ms Suo. Because they provide more insights into the subjects and unlike some Singaporean teachers, they do not "follow the syllabus" and "ensure we are not lacking behind time". JC is just so different from highschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Ill be more optimistic. Time always provide explanations and revalations. And speaking of time, Ms heng spent 20min scolding us for being too enthu :/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, my life is meaningless. I need to add colours to it, dont u agree? =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-8537742463179612641?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/8537742463179612641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=8537742463179612641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8537742463179612641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8537742463179612641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/03/ice-skating-at-kallang-oo-apparantly-im.html' title=''/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R81XjJfpxxI/AAAAAAAAANc/mH3NBY_vxIU/s72-c/DSC02789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-7261625288649457861</id><published>2008-02-28T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T20:28:47.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im so stressed. How?</title><content type='html'>I am confused, puzzled, lost. Im not emo I swear. I dont like people who thinks emo-ing is cool. I think its retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im thinking too much I guess. I guess too much thats for sure. I want to re-assure my guesses, but my guesses always end up re-assuring me. I dun like this feeling. It bewilders me too much. I dun wan to think of so many things, although I cant help it. Im starting to become quiet, I just dont know what to say and I dont want to say anything, because Im so stressed. Im afraid of making wrong choices, although I rather make wrong choices than end up regretting not making that choice without knowing how it would have turned out. Ive lost many opportunites, Im afraid to lose them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its damn hard to concentrate, my mind is in a whirl. Its impossible to explain. Or maybe I just dont bother to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is meaningless. All posts are meaningless. Blogs are meaningless. Thats if you dont understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-7261625288649457861?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/7261625288649457861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=7261625288649457861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7261625288649457861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7261625288649457861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-so-stressed-how.html' title='Im so stressed. How?'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-741076478178246492</id><published>2008-02-26T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T20:20:39.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol hehe</title><content type='html'>blah. I fear misunderstandings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha. And I realised theres not as little people reading my blog as I thought -.- So Ill be less emotional in my posts from today onwards :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not rly looking fwrd to tmr's Taekwondo training. Arghx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-741076478178246492?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/741076478178246492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=741076478178246492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/741076478178246492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/741076478178246492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/02/lol-hehe.html' title='lol hehe'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-8412070904518864793</id><published>2008-02-25T23:02:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T14:21:10.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARES!</title><content type='html'>POP was so high!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; won the fac dance competition! I think they really deserved it its like a super high dance. Wilson, Poon and I were dancing the very first part for the whole day! I think we would have gotten 2nd place tho.. Clement was being super retarded cuz he kissed a random girl for $1!! Wtf thats dam cheapskate.. and the girl totally was shocked -.- OMG. And I met a really COOL 156 driver again! 3 cheers to all 156 drivers! Like the super enthu one who says hi and bye to everyone.. and the one today stopped the bus for quite long cuz we were running from opposite serene all the way to the adam road bus stop and I tot it would have left but nevertheless.. 156! &lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-8412070904518864793?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/8412070904518864793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=8412070904518864793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8412070904518864793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/8412070904518864793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/02/ares.html' title='ARES!'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-675343760103110932</id><published>2008-02-23T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T00:09:46.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY JTS</title><content type='html'>Omfg I taught a DAMN cute boy today at TOUCH! Wahahha it lightened up my day. Sorry! But I left halfway for JTS.. which was located at a VERY ulu place and so I spent $2 on travelling fares. 66 -&gt; 166 -&gt; 166 -&gt; 166 -&gt; 167 -- Pls do not ask me why I sat 166 3 times... actually its quite simple, because whenever I suspect thomsom plaza is nearly, I alight. And everytime I alight I realise its wrong BUT NVM. I got there anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JTS was OF COURSE fun la no need elaborate :) EXCEPT that I waited for my pasta for 3 hours ++, which made me so freaking pissed and in the end I had no appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the highlight of the day was some of us chose to walked out of SICC's long road rather than sitting Carrie's car. Its like so dam funny and scary to see Shermaine's pale face but anyway we made it out and she realised it wasnt as FRIGHTENING as she thought. Which made me remember of Sec 1 solo night yaya blablabla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im running to Lina's house tmr to do ILP. Zzz its sooooooo far =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-675343760103110932?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/675343760103110932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=675343760103110932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/675343760103110932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/675343760103110932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/02/yay-jts.html' title='YAY JTS'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-1721957495730873402</id><published>2008-02-23T00:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T01:26:40.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ATHENA!</title><content type='html'>Winning matters. But its not all that matters. We all had lots fun at dramafest, and we know we all tried our best. It will take time, but I know very soon we would all be high again :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really suck at words. Sometimes I find it hard to express my feelings. Although I know I talk alot of crap, I often lack the courage and confidence to say things from the bottom of my heart. And I have to work on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy comes before and after tears, and this cycle has lasted for years. But it doesnt really matter, because everytime Im down, I know I had once been happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without sorrow, I dread tomorrow. For I fear the joy would not last, and the tears would come in fast. And if Ive never been sad, how would I know if its bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to stay back in school late doing stuff and feeling accomplished, I like dramafest. I like all the friends I made, and I think that is much more precious than any retarded prize. I like to learn the guitar from my friends, I like to occasionally scolding kenn siang for being a bad teacher, and I like to eat dinner with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Athena&lt;/span&gt;, we've done a great job :D. Cheer up everyone! Its still a long long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-1721957495730873402?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/1721957495730873402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=1721957495730873402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1721957495730873402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1721957495730873402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/02/athena.html' title='ATHENA!'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-4616870202678220790</id><published>2008-02-20T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T21:25:50.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Omg man.</title><content type='html'>I feel like a stupid fool who havent passed a single test yet. Omg man. Do I belong here? I guess not D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Im worried of so many things now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im learning to love stress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-4616870202678220790?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/4616870202678220790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=4616870202678220790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/4616870202678220790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/4616870202678220790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/02/omg-man.html' title='Omg man.'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-4687006920390163230</id><published>2008-02-19T22:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T22:17:36.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fast one</title><content type='html'>Im really tired now and Im rushing thru this post cuz if not Ill forget what I want to say. I think the best way to prevent/solve conflicts is to put yourself in other's shoes. Because many times we indulge too much in our emotions that we forgot that we are not the only ones that exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And good&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;teachers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (not only referring to school teachers, but basically people who teach) are people who are able to do that patiently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-4687006920390163230?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/4687006920390163230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=4687006920390163230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/4687006920390163230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/4687006920390163230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/02/fast-one.html' title='A fast one'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-5162970160126648207</id><published>2008-02-17T11:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T18:50:23.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sibei tired le.</title><content type='html'>Dramafest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R7em-WN12hI/AAAAAAAAANM/PEOPwZwz_IE/s1600-h/DSC01199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167782687476668946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R7em-WN12hI/AAAAAAAAANM/PEOPwZwz_IE/s320/DSC01199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg so cute rite =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-5162970160126648207?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/5162970160126648207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=5162970160126648207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/5162970160126648207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/5162970160126648207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/02/sibei-tired-le.html' title='Sibei tired le.'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R7em-WN12hI/AAAAAAAAANM/PEOPwZwz_IE/s72-c/DSC01199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-1049089286163434092</id><published>2008-02-14T21:33:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T10:48:46.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vday08</title><content type='html'>Valentines Day =). Hahahahahahahahahahaha afterall my guess is correct. Huiping is my angel =). Its quite obvious actually.. or maybe Im too clever :D. I got a tube (that thing that helps children to stay afloat on the water) and then 大 charles de/inflated it (whichever one means blow air in) and in the end I carried it from HwaChong to Currywok to Orchard?!?!. Its like everyone would look at me with those oO eyes.. like wow wad a gift to give/receive on Valentines day. And it would sure come in handy for next week's PE lessons OMG wth am I saying -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realise its actually a good gift for people to give their girlfriends cuz usually girls would ask retarded questions like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If your mum and I fall into the sea, who would you save first?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ill save my mum and throw you this tube, cuz shes too fat to wear it =)." Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But speaking of gifts I think I was a little giam siap.. and I didnt write any notes leh so paiseh.. but NVM. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its the thought that counts!&lt;/span&gt; HA ~~ And I rly wanna thank Huifang and Huiping for being my mortal/angel, I rly liked the letters and the presents, and good luck for your A'lvls, dun mug too late into the night (even if you like to) =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school we went to watch 'Jumper' with 2 seniors (the rest have dates le.. so zai).. the movie got no plot at all la -.- Though its very nice! Jump jump jump but you wun get high la hahaha. After I left the cinema I realise I left my handphone inside, so I &lt;em&gt;jumped&lt;/em&gt; back in, find it and then &lt;em&gt;jumped&lt;/em&gt; back out :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R7RGU2N12fI/AAAAAAAAAM8/2j--XUvmx-I/s1600-h/Jumperposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166831996465699314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R7RGU2N12fI/AAAAAAAAAM8/2j--XUvmx-I/s320/Jumperposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back home I got lost -.- trying to find the correct side to sit 147 on so I walked around in circles (aft that I realised) and decided to sit in the wrong direction first until I see a bus-stop opposite den I alight and change sides. Clever right? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-1049089286163434092?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/1049089286163434092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=1049089286163434092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1049089286163434092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/1049089286163434092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/02/vday08.html' title='Vday08'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCY1urRSw6c/R7RGU2N12fI/AAAAAAAAAM8/2j--XUvmx-I/s72-c/Jumperposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-6763263200051418387</id><published>2008-02-13T19:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T19:37:04.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dun play.</title><content type='html'>Tmr's Valentine's Day! Haha, just another ordinary day for me =(. Mr. Lincoln the noob has got no date ahh haha. Anyway, may the love of cupid arrow (correct phrasing?) bless all couples in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-6763263200051418387?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/6763263200051418387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=6763263200051418387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6763263200051418387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/6763263200051418387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dun-play.html' title='I dun play.'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-7721139087785721669</id><published>2008-02-11T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T22:46:15.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dramafeste</title><content type='html'>Wow I just returned home from Dramafeste. Actually, I dunno why I went, think cuz I didnt wan to go home soo early but I think it was worth the time =). And I rly cant be bothered for tmr's GP test, cuz Ive given up on essay writing 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya so, Yuteng and I ended up doing saikang, luckily it was not cleaning up the toilet bowl. We went to Ikea with some1 who adamantly insists its pronounced as &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ee-kay-year&lt;/span&gt;, but considering she was the top 19th in cohort for Econs and 21st for Maths (according to seniors) omgwtf, I should not doubt her intellectual capabilities. But as a singaporean, we should pronounce it as &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ee-kia&lt;/span&gt;! And we didnt manage to take a video of her &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;banging into a lampost&lt;/span&gt; ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily this time got a specific list of things to buy, cuz if not, especially when you're following a girl around to shop, you would sometimes wonder why their passing time for 2.4km is longer. Got some stuff out of stock.. but heck care la. And we bought some gifts for our angel &amp;amp; mortals and I kind of know who my angel is already -.-.-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights and Sounds is like so dam hard, cuz there are&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; 24&lt;/span&gt; button controls with no labels + must memorize alot of technical terms. I cant imagine what Im gonna do on the day itself =X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 thing I like bout JC is that there are so many who can sit 156 wif me home, compared back then only have 1 or 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-7721139087785721669?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/7721139087785721669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=7721139087785721669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7721139087785721669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/7721139087785721669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/02/dramafeste.html' title='Dramafeste'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34669907.post-2890022188313320446</id><published>2008-02-10T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T19:48:56.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY</title><content type='html'>Im not gonna blog much about CNY cuz&lt;br /&gt;1) Everyone is more or less complaining about their CNY&lt;br /&gt;2) So dam much hw to do&lt;br /&gt;3) The week sch-reopens is full of tests so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;初一&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of people came to my house.. its like I see them once per year, and the adults all tok in teochew/cantonese -.- Once in awhile someone will like raise his or her voice then they quarrel awhile den back to normal again. 情绪不稳定&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;初二&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro got sick and was hospitalized but now hes fine. Down with some virus that makes him stomachache + fever + vomit. The doctor say that the rest of the family would dio sooner or later cuz its dam strong. And I hope hes toking cock. Ill go eat an apple now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;初三&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to watch dunk. Super duper lame show but very funny + nice. So I guess its ok. Den after that went for gift shopping with 6C (+seniors) haha I bought a very nice gift for my angel oO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. I had the most interesting MRT ride in my life. But cannot say here cuz lalala you know. Dun wan get sued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;初四&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stone+mug+dota+more mug+more more mug+stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Linky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34669907-2890022188313320446?l=tickyticks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/feeds/2890022188313320446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34669907&amp;postID=2890022188313320446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/2890022188313320446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34669907/posts/default/2890022188313320446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tickyticks.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>LinC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339428524060446173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
