<?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-25368299</id><updated>2011-09-21T20:50:40.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>/JASLYN</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1411</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-1793136433905502314</id><published>2010-12-23T19:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T19:36:10.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh, this blog is DEAD. Anyways, I'm thinking of closing this down, until whenever. After making a nice hiatus skin of course. I bet no one is even reading this after my ridiculously long pause, for not much of a reason. Guess the reluctance just snowballed day after day. Hmm. Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Events so far... New instruments(!), concert band's trip to Hong Kong Disneyland(!), class chalet and more band practices.&lt;br /&gt;I'm basically just rotting away at home most of the time, if not going for a few group study(s) that are super inefficient but fun nonetheless. I need new games! I think I'm abusing my DS's memory card. I download game after game even before completing them. Hence, here I am trying to juggle between my old and new games and fighting to remember their controls or story plot. I feel guilty, like I'm just dumping them aside. And then I am once again bored since I'm too lazy to pick up from where I left off in the games.&lt;br /&gt;Shopped for some Christmas gifts too. My home piggy bank is suffering so badly, plus with the additional burden of my hand phone bills. And oh, I'm terrible at shopping. Stupid impulses and second thoughts... But at least I (try to) wrap the presents up nicely to cover up whatever is inside.. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;Also, we got the SYF set piece and my section has quite a number of important parts. Oh the stress. Hope I can steadily hit the high notes, there are quite a number of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I seriously have to start doing my holiday homework. Geez, its so hard to change this last-minute habit of mine. This is bad, considering that I'll already be sec4 next year. And I've hardly touched my books... not that I planned to, but... ! But then I've been doing this last-minute thing of mine ever since like, forever and been able to maintain a fair grade. Would changing affect my grades for the better or worse? It could be risky to try a new study method (not that I had a proper one to start with), but there should be an improvement, aye? The people around me are stressing me out with their seriousness and stuff. It makes me feel like I could fall behind any minute. Oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh a brighter note, I convinced my dad to buy me a PS3 for Christmas (which I hope he didn't forget). Was figuring out if a Xbox, PS3 or Wii would be better, but did the research and we settled for the PS3. By 'we', I included my brother, who was persistently trying to get me to ask dad for a new gaming console. Actually wanted a 3DS, but I'll have to wait until next year, which is too much of an important year and thus is a strict no-no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if my blogging style changed after the sudden pause.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting tired of this blogskin... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;Thumbs-up to blogger's new (to me, at least) word-check or whatever-you-call-it feature. Now I don't have to worry about typos and spelling errors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-1793136433905502314?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1793136433905502314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1793136433905502314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-my-gosh-this-blog-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>JASLYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623596259130288584</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-2755536527047173845</id><published>2010-09-30T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T22:20:44.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>POST OF THE MONTH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ends here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-2755536527047173845?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/2755536527047173845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/2755536527047173845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/09/post-of-month-ends-here.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-5330153524513181803</id><published>2010-08-09T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T23:02:54.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm its been so long. &lt;br /&gt;Just posting as an excuse to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE! &lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to study for the upcoming tests the following friday but guess what? I forgot to bring my textbooks home. Oh well. Studying for tests barely more than a day beforehand by far hasn't affected any of my results. I don't think my will is strong enough to break out of my habit anyways, hahas. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people ask me how I study for my tests, but all I can ever say is simply to read. I don't make my own notes as my handwriting just kills any form of study-mood I have. Assessments... I don't own any and even if I did, I doubt I would bother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-5330153524513181803?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5330153524513181803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5330153524513181803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/08/hmmm-its-been-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-6844919094750250257</id><published>2010-07-15T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T19:40:58.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Picture time! Most are wayyy overdue but at last they're uploaded, no? &lt;br /&gt;Quite a few though since I have limited time to edit each one. Colours were edited in photoshop elements/CS4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot when this was taken. Probably at about March... Raised the idea randomly and Wei Chuan made me take a picture of her like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/DSC00047e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/th_DSC00047e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person behind looked too candid so I felt bad and tried pixelating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/DSC00049e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/th_DSC00049e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the tag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/DSC00355e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/th_DSC00355e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Bio SPA experiment not long ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/DSC00318e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/th_DSC00318e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubbles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/DSC00323e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/th_DSC00323e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failed on my focusing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/DSC00333e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/th_DSC00333e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iodine solution dropped onto it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/DSC00340e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/th_DSC00340e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/DSC00341e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/th_DSC00341e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ethanol turned so green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/DSC00345e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/th_DSC00345e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Chuan made me take a picture of her, once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/DSC00342e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/th_DSC00342e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random shot I took during the class BBQ at the park/beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/DSC00311e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/th_DSC00311e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something from super long ago. I think they're glow-in-the-dark bacteria or something related to bio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/DSC00294e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/th_DSC00294e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some test... which I forgot. Probably about fats and enzymes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/DSC00291e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/th_DSC00291e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My euphonium! Taken in the band room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/DSC00357e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/th_DSC00357e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-6844919094750250257?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/6844919094750250257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/6844919094750250257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/07/picture-time-most-are-wayyy-overdue-but.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/May%20to%20July%202010/th_DSC00047e.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-3467541491396154736</id><published>2010-07-11T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T16:54:37.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys. Intended to upload some wayy overdue phone pictures but my brother needs to use the computer soon. One main reason for my of posts is due to that... I return home after school, use the computer for awhile and then my brother would be home and will have to use it for his homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the National Band Competition (NBC). We arrived at 10am and started rehearsing until about 2pm where we ate lunch, continued rehearsing, changed and set off at 4pm. Taufiq came and helped me with the solo part during break.&lt;br /&gt;We had to wait at the SCH for quite a long time. Sandy and I were feeling quite nervous because of our solos...&lt;br /&gt;The performance went fairly well though. Both of us managed, though I think I played too loudly. Some cried after we got off the stage, which sparked off my tear glands too. I just can't see people I'm friends with cry... Tried controling but yeah, I just gave in to them in the end. My eyes went really red, as expected whenever I cry. I was firstly crying due to others, and then because I felt relieved. Managed to calm down with some chocolates on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;So we reached school at about 8pm. Took a band photo, which I bet I looked terribly messy and exhausted in. &lt;br /&gt;Recieved a text messages and 2 calls that we got a &lt;b&gt;Silver&lt;/b&gt; with a 74% at about half an hour past 9pm. I think I sounded too unconcerned on the phone, as I was really too tired to think of how to react. But yeah, we know we gave it our best. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, first post for this month and its like this... What can I do? I've seen people cry for 3 days straight and been close to tearing up myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is, with an extremely slight possibility, I may try making another blogskin and start blogging a little more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-3467541491396154736?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/3467541491396154736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/3467541491396154736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/07/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-4361095938242828391</id><published>2010-06-30T22:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T22:18:00.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I should probably post at least once this month... or there's be a sudden empty spot in my archive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably gonna go for a long hiatus? Well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-4361095938242828391?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/4361095938242828391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/4361095938242828391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-should-probably-post-at-least-once.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-7348838968180427298</id><published>2010-05-27T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T21:34:00.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was taking a ladle so that I could get the soup just now. Was examining the ladle out of habit to see if it had any stains so I brought it closer to my face. Then I saw a white figure on it. Screamed (or maybe shrieked?) and threw the ladle into the basin. Thank god the lizard didn't jump onto me or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember its black beady eyes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-7348838968180427298?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7348838968180427298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7348838968180427298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/05/was-taking-ladle-so-that-i-could-get.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-4125235741808987798</id><published>2010-05-27T20:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T20:35:14.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah. Ok. I got back my report book and for the first time in my life I scored 5 A1(s)! 5 A(s) are already good in my opinion, but A1(s)? Yeah! Thanks to my triple science, E Math and A Math. Scored 2 ugly C5(s) and a B4 though. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Won't be too happy over this yet. Lets just see how my EOY will fare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to some DNA lesson on monday. We did an experiment that we were allowed to bring back home. Think its lying somewhere in my bookshelf. Shall find and take a picture of by tomorrow, if I remember. It looks kind of... unsightly though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed up last night to complete the bio brochure on the trip to Sungei Buloh. Designed it, and we folded it into the brochure format. It was kinda creased. Hope teacher doesn't notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realise I've been kinda frustrated lately. I still feel kind of stressed though exams are over. Maybe its because I lack a game to play? Tried playing Maple again, but my account couldn't be logged in. Well it has been 2 years... Lv121 character, scrolled items, mesos and my hard-earned skill are gone like that. Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I need some game reccomendations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I'll have much time to play games though. We have our holiday homework to do, including the project works. Man I'm hating those projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deleted the advertisements on my tagboard. Sheesh, after ignoring a few ads, more of them flock in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-4125235741808987798?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/4125235741808987798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/4125235741808987798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/05/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-8442465678859297155</id><published>2010-05-23T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T00:41:19.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Photos from the Sungei Buloh trip! Taken using my handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrible quality. A mould made by a mud lobster or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/DSC00208e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/th_DSC00208e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many insects under the leaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/DSC00223e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/th_DSC00223e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The washroom, hehz. I think that the little stand with the droplet looked cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/DSC00229e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/th_DSC00229e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some carving outside the washroom. It looks awesome upclose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/DSC00234e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/th_DSC00234e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/DSC00235e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/th_DSC00235e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another random shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/DSC00237e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/th_DSC00237e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were the little 'barcodes' that we had to go around finding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/DSC00242e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/th_DSC00242e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The squirrel. Yeah ok, I know the quality is really terrible. My zooming function stinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/DSC00247e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/th_DSC00247e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A random fungus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/DSC00250e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/th_DSC00250e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note how high the platforms we were standing on were from the ground. If my phone slips through my hands... ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/DSC00261e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/th_DSC00261e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those roots look so pointy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/DSC00265e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/th_DSC00265e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why its so green. And the swirls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/DSC00278e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/th_DSC00278e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another view taken at the same place as the previous image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/DSC00279e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/th_DSC00279e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giant crab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/DSC00284e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/Sungei%20Buloh/th_DSC00284e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-8442465678859297155?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8442465678859297155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8442465678859297155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/05/photos-from-sungei-buloh-trip-taken.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-7243140495514259661</id><published>2010-05-22T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T22:44:57.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is a 5 hour long nap still considered a... well, nap? Been so long since I last took an afternoon nap. Guess I overdid it. Mom was telling me how the dark rings around my eyes were so obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band practice this morning. Marching was cancelled due to the rain. Oh no I forgot to get my umbrella out of my bag. Later then.&lt;br /&gt;We did warm-ups and tuning. Then headed for the ISH where we practice 'Symphonium'. Was feeling so tired and bored. I was so close to falling asleep. But I still managed to be alert when playing. Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;Dismissed. Finally got back all (I think) of the scores from the sec1s. Can't blame them when they didn't know originals couldn't be brought back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back all of our papers except for Biology during thursday and friday. Surprisingly scored an A1 for my Chemisty and E Math even when I was so sure I was going to score badly. A2 for my Physics paper with just 1 more mark to an A1, so I hope its an A1 when considering my overall. A lovely A1 for my A Math too. Think its my best so far. Pleased with my languages. Did quite well for my english, with a B3 or so. Huge improvement in my Chinese too, as seen from my past posts.&lt;br /&gt;Fairly dissapointed for my SS and History. Yeah I passed, but it will be leaving a huge, ugly C on my report slip. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;All thats left is Biology! So far, its 4 A(s), 2 B(s) and a C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched 'Sherlock Holmes' just now. It was interesting. Yeah. Such mysteries are better catch our interest, in my opinion, rather than bloodshed or much too crazy graphics. And then the hint of sarcasm, irony and reverse psychology here and there were just so fitting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-7243140495514259661?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7243140495514259661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7243140495514259661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/05/is-5-hour-long-nap-still-considered.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-1422819177867698436</id><published>2010-05-19T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T19:03:33.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The weather was so humid today. Bahs, we were getting wet from the slight drizzle, even at Sungei Buloh.&lt;br /&gt;We went there by bus and I was feeling giddy by the time we arrived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were guided by a woman and then by a man, whose name I forgotton. I tried taking pictures when walking along the route. Was being overly cautious because the wooden planks we were walking on had gaps inbetween them that would cause my handphone to fall into the mud, if I were to drop it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got into groups and were allocated small laptops to walk around and scan the bar codes to find out more about the area. We went around the shelter and through the path once again. Spent an hour doing so. We also managed to spot a squirrel, a mudskipper and a very small crab. Everyone was hushing each other when we saw the sqirrel scamper across the tree overhead. It was so close, hahas. Tried taking pictures, but I think they were quite blur. I need photograhpy skills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour, we gathered back and got worksheets handed out. Were fussing over how to do the questions when Mr Chee told us about an air-conditioned room. Well, of course we headed there straightaway, hahas. It felt so good after all the walking. Apparently we were the only few who knew of the room, hehez. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to wait for a long time before the bus arrived. Talked and walked around the road since it was so empty. Finally got back onto the bus. Feeling of giddy-ness almost came instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be uploaded tomorrow, or with a very slight possibility, later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will get our A Math test results tomorrow, plus some others!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-1422819177867698436?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1422819177867698436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1422819177867698436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/05/weather-was-so-humid-today.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-5053691758219931050</id><published>2010-05-18T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T22:50:31.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hold on... since when did I start neglecting my blog again? Oh no, am I unconsciously doing so? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think my mind is good enough to remember the stuff that happened. Yep... So I'm just gonna try to get down whatever I manage to. Events may not be in order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY (My brain refuses to think any further)&lt;br /&gt;Poor normal MT people like Wei Chuan and I had to wake up at the usual school timing for our listening compre. Could have really used that time to study more for Biology... that science is a killer! &lt;br /&gt;Hmm, we went to 4R1's air-conditioned classroom. Tried calling Shi Ying since she was missing but she didn't answer. Had our test. I had to seat at the back of the classroom, against the wall and the door. Couldn't teacher see my misery? I was so isolated in that corner.&lt;br /&gt;The test turned out surprisingly simple! I could actually understand most of the storyline that was read out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology paper 1 was managable but paper 2 kinda scared me. Hope I'll pass. Slightly annoyed over the fact that I studied so much details that weren't even mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to celebrate a classmate's birthday. Stayed until fairly late. Planned to sleep early since it was the last day of MYE, but guess its ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;CCA in the morning! Been like weeks since our last practice. Marching was cancelled, hehez. We practiced in the ISH. It wasn't all that fun as I hoped the practice would be. Yeap...&lt;br /&gt;Slept until about 4pm to meet Xue Qi and Taufiq to eat a super early dinner. Almost couldn't finish my meal. Urgh I felt so full...&lt;br /&gt;Travelled and thought we'd be late. Was feeling guilty but then we were actually fairly on time. Searched for people and went to the VCH. I think thats what happened.&lt;br /&gt;The concert started and pieces were performed. I don't think I can express it in words and thus I shall not attempt to. I found the 'Sleeping Beauty' parody very interesting, hahas. Was probably the best part. Ended at about 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;Went home with Taufiq since Xue Qi had her father to fetch her home. Jealous much... Gossiping old woman and creepy old dude on the MRT and bus respectively were so annoying and disturbing. Tried to ignore their comment/gaze but seriously, I just can't take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home and slacked. Yepz. Slept until 2pm and then just zoned out or played my DS. The computer is becoming boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;Went to school to check our MT scripts. Paper 1 was dissapointing. I scored well for the letter writing, but failed terribly on my composition. Then paper 2 was a total surprise. I not only passed my paper, but scored an A on it! It was likely a total lucky shot but whatever. Should score a B this time round. Hope I don't get a C again for the overall. Still, there's listening compre and the occasional class tests. I'm probably going to be dead if the class tests count a big percentage on our overall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;TODAY&lt;br /&gt;Hmm we assembled in the hall. Didn't have MT reading period. Teachers were totally pissed over my cohort's conduct. Well they weren't alone. I is selfish of me to say this, but yea, the cohort is too much. I'm actually criticising myself too, but urgh. I'm so annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;Had a performance. Didn't think that it was much of a success. The mikes kept failing. But at least we watched it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to class for CCM. Was take aback when teacher said that we'd be having our oral test today. Like, what? I totally forgot everything about CCM. My turn came while I was doing the worksheet. I understood all but 1 question, and most of my errors were because I didn't know how to respond to it. Either way, I passed. Think teacher was very linient. It was out last CCM lesson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the hall. Scolded again. A long, long, long talk was presented. Headed home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-5053691758219931050?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5053691758219931050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5053691758219931050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/05/hold-on.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-1436937618878098977</id><published>2010-05-06T16:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T16:24:16.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quick update. Today's SS wasn't as hard as expected. Though I may have made tons of careless mistakes as I didn't have much time to check my work. &lt;br /&gt;I finished my 2 essays at a surprising speed. Saw the timer and I still had about an hour left for my source based question, which was my weakest point. Hope I pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick picture I just edited, only on the colours. Needed something to lessen my stress.&lt;br /&gt;If you notice, its number 11. Wasn't pleased with number 10 so I decided not to share it. Picture taken from &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/1251759"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/11.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/th_11.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-1436937618878098977?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1436937618878098977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1436937618878098977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/05/quick-update.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/th_11.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-6390311314505835127</id><published>2010-05-05T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T20:26:13.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>More than 2 weeks since I last posted, I think. NO I'M NOT DEAD, PEOPLE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much to write now. Yeah some stuff happened over the past days but I've forgotten about them by now. Hmm. &lt;br /&gt;The sudden halt in my blogging happened due to the stream of class tests and now, the mid-year exams. Don't expect much from now on... I'll try to blog, after all the tests are over. I have some pictures to share, but they're weeks old, so I'm hesitating. More will come... soon (I hope).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOCIAL STUDIES MYE TOMORROW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-6390311314505835127?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/6390311314505835127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/6390311314505835127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-than-2-weeks-since-i-last-posted-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-8338837506918764884</id><published>2010-04-23T19:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T20:38:24.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1400th post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel so mentally and emotionally weak nowadays. I can actually just zone out and start crying for some reason only my subconsciousness knows. Maybe there are just too many things going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not angry, not mad or feel any sort of hate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Points are legitimate, I will not argue. I can accept my part of the blame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want this to end like that. But the choice doesn't belong to me alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this post doesn't aggravate anyone. Apologies if it did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-8338837506918764884?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8338837506918764884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8338837506918764884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/04/1400th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-1232093431609324361</id><published>2010-04-17T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T22:43:37.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow I think I forgot most of the stuff that happened. Shall try blogging anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was absent from this blog as this week was a class test madness. Yep... 6 tests in 1 week. Wee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry, English and Social Studies on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry was first period. The test was alright. We had to draw quite a lot. My circles looked like ovals... I can't draw circles well!&lt;br /&gt;We then had english and we did the letter writing test.&lt;br /&gt;Followed by CCM where our group had to go to the front and perform our skit.&lt;br /&gt;Physics, we did some revision and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies. My hand was so tired after the test and I'm almost certain I'll fail.&lt;br /&gt;Had 3 tests and CCA after school, gosh I was so tired. Plus I had to study for history the next day and do my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Bio... we did something. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry. We went to the lab, I believe. And did some experiment that I kept messing up. The magnesium ribbon kept sticking onto the testtube so my timing wasn't correct. My graph looked amazingly curvy. First time I drew a graph with 2 curves.&lt;br /&gt;E Math teacher wasn't there so we took the time to study for our history test.&lt;br /&gt;More physics! Teacher's army story sure was interesting. (No sarcasm intended)&lt;br /&gt;And then history. The test had some question with a format I don't think I have done before. Hope my essay sounded convincing though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back after school with Athirah. It was my duty to open the band room door. And so we decided to spent the time doing our librian duties. Gosh being one is harder than expected... We had to compile all the scores into a directory (or whatever you call it) and arrange the cupboard. The entire, filled-up cupboard with papers bundled together with nothing other than a thin plastic. Sweet. Did I mention that I'm horrible at organising things? Doing the directory thing should be ok since I'm find with writing. But doing it first-hand? Oh no. Am so lucky that I got to work together with Athirah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;PE. Did the stations but I only managed to do the inclinced pull-up and sit-and-reach. The ICP was kinda bad. The metal thing shook while I was doing it because somehow, Grace and Wei Chuan, who were standing beside and were supposed to support it were just staring. So I only managed to get up to a 6 before I lost my grip due to the shaking. Oh well. Just passing my PE is enough for me. No hard feelings.&lt;br /&gt;A Math. Got back our tests and weee I am pleased. Over A1.&lt;br /&gt;Long chinese period. I forgot what I was doing.... I remember leaving studying my bio though. Teacher allowed us to do her work as homework.&lt;br /&gt;Bio test. Some questions surprised me at being so simple while others just left me staring. So yeah. Should be able to pass, though maybe around the borderline?&lt;br /&gt;CME. Talked about some international friendship thing. Realised that a Thumbs Up was considered an insult in some country whose name I forgot. Now I don't think I can stop myself from feeling insulted when getting a thumbs up. We also somehow broke out into a birthday song suddenly through the lesson. Whole class sang along though, for the birthday girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;First period was physics. Was almost late as we had to go all the way up to the class and to another building to the lab. The test was as of the same standard as Bio, but slightly harder in my opinion. Left an entire question blank...&lt;br /&gt;A Math. Went through the chapter and I got kinda lost. I actually learnt more from doing the worksheet myself than with that assistant teacher...&lt;br /&gt;E Math. Got back our test results from last week. I over an A1, yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band practice on friday. We went to the room above the MPH again and did sectionals. Athirah and I gave out the scores. Practiced a little of here and there on both songs before we somehow turned into a small combined. It was so messy.&lt;br /&gt;I went back with others to do more on the library stuff. We finally finished section A of the directory. Just 25 more sections to do... *winces*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then today's band practice. We did marching and I screwed up at some commands. As in, I didn't do the right action. &lt;br /&gt;Headed back to the band room and to the ISH. Had combined with the juniors! Thats a rare chance. Played Foundation of Performance. Couldn't really see Jun Yuan's fingering but he should be ok. Seems like he didn't need much of my help at reading the scores, that was good. Then we did Landmark Overture. I got some kind of melody and managed to play even the high notes. Also managed the middle section of the song where I had another. Yay. But I seem to lack air though, had to breathe a little too oftenly.&lt;br /&gt;Sec1s were allow to go off to practice by themselves to stay with the main band to hear us play. Our playing kinda deproved on the 2 songs. &lt;br /&gt;The original scores for FoP was still with the sec1s and some of them already had left. Got to tell them that originals can't be brought back soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-1232093431609324361?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1232093431609324361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1232093431609324361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/04/wow-i-think-i-forgot-most-of-stuff-that.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-705728454325898702</id><published>2010-04-12T17:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T18:04:25.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok hm well... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning assembly, reading period and then class. We had to move to our new seating position... guess I'll be quite quiet for this term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health check halfway through english period. I messed up with the letters when doing the sight test. Kept jumbling them up. I could tell the nurse was annoyed... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok skip skip.&lt;br /&gt;Assembly, where we had a few talks. Was shown a video on the YOG. The video seriously could have been much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. So I'm back home. Gonna upload the pictures from saturday, so scroll down.&lt;br /&gt;Its only a few though. I'm too lazy to seriously edit all. Thus only chose 3 which I liked.&lt;br /&gt;They're from the camera as promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the beach once again. Actual photograph was fairly dull, so I decided to play around with the colours. Probably sharpened it too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC07304e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC07304e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake! They said it had 21 roses and I actually counted them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC07262e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC07262e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close-up of the roses on the cake. See that little ribbon there too? And oh, yes. The roses were made of cream. Amazing huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC07322e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC07322e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-705728454325898702?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/705728454325898702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/705728454325898702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/04/ok-hm-well.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-2781548069107016668</id><published>2010-04-11T18:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T19:04:40.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And here they are... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these pictures you see are from my handphone. Even the ones taken at the beach. The pictures on the birthday cake will be uploaded later or days later as they're in the camera and I'm too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are edited in photoshop with nothing other that its tools. No brushes or textures used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio experiment. &lt;br /&gt;See the bubbles? I guess not. Loads of the photos I took were out of focus, like this. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC00126e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00126e.png" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My test tubes in the test tube rack after the experiment. Isn't it so orangey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC00135e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00135e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shi Yun tried mixing random stuff together since we were bored and done with our experiment. Its nice how the colours don't mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC00142e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00142e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the band room on friday.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the power of Brasso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC00153e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00153e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures we took at the beach. &lt;br /&gt;They were quite blur actually, but I managed to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't really prepared for this so my full expression was horrible. I like the background though. Colours are nice too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC00161en.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00161en.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shoes. Think I'm gonna buy a new one soon, these are getting too small. The twig looks a little out of place. But I like the overall look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC00164e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00164e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-2781548069107016668?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/2781548069107016668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/2781548069107016668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-here-they-are.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-3942357186843322871</id><published>2010-04-11T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T18:42:54.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok wow. I probably should be blogging a huge chunk. But I'll just try to summaries the events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday;&lt;br /&gt;Skip... At the assembly, the one at the last period, there was some kind of english thing going on. Isabel on stage but our entire class had to leave early because of some workshop. Of all days. when assembly was actually interesting...&lt;br /&gt;The workshop was kinda scary. Yeah. Somehow the instructor showed us some slides of people's heads cut off and stuff and even talked a lot about death and incidents near us. Ok... I was feeling kinda depressed suddenly, knowing again how cruel the area we were living in was. Did I mention that this was a Resilience workshop? How did that link to wars and crimes I forgot. Anyway the intructor was some kind of Kapap instructor too and he showed us some moves. That was obviously majority's favourite part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to perform during CCM but didn't due to the lack of time.&lt;br /&gt;Had the workshop again. Thus missed most of my CCA. We talked even more, but less on torture and stuff. Did some questions on how we as individuals think and stuff. I found myself enjoying this lesson. Grace, Wei Chuan and I placed our names for the Kapap registration thing. Well we weren't sure, but I don't mind learning.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the band room even though there was only like 30minutes left. Didn't set up our instruments as it was going to end soon. Had a long talk for the comittee and section leaders before dismissing. Was about 6.45pm by the time we left, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday;&lt;br /&gt;A Math test! Think I made some mistakes. Hope my calculations didn't go wrong... I make mistakes easily when using the calculator.&lt;br /&gt;Then had tuition. Yeah. A Math tution right after the A Math test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday;&lt;br /&gt;Our 'super' lucky class had to run our 2.4, along with another class. Urgh, we weren't even mentally prepared! I couldn't see Grace or WC when running. Grace was too far infront and WC was behind. Ran through the 2.4 alone... Came in just behind Shi Yun. Grace and WC were feeling ill. Well thats scary, Grace can run that fast even though she was ill. I think I failed. Oh well, no big surprise here.&lt;br /&gt;Bio SPA was fun. Loads of people were gone for some event, but luckily my lab partner was still here, hehez. Worked with Shi Yun as usual. The experiment was fairly simple, though a little messy. (Pictures uploaded later) I kept getting the solutions onto my hands... I think they are safe, though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday; &lt;br /&gt;E Math test at the last period! I'm not that confident. Made a stupid mistake...&lt;br /&gt;Did some maintenance during band practice. Used something called 'Brasso' to polish the inner vales. It stank and got all over my hands... I used up all my tissue, so had to use some rag. But it worked, really. The inner tubes looked so shiny. (Pictures uploaded later) They became dirty once again when I placed that back into the instrument though. At least it was better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Practiced at some room as we couldn't practice in the open due to the complains previously. Such a trouble. The room was so echoy and we had no chairs. Had to sit on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday (yesterday);&lt;br /&gt;Band practice in the morning. Had marching, been so long since we last had it. Rebecca and Sandy gave commands. It didn't feel much of a difference.&lt;br /&gt;Combined at the ISH. Looked through the new score 'Shaker songs' or something like that. I didn't have much melody, and died out halfway when I did. I'm bad at sight reading.&lt;br /&gt;Gave the new scores for photocopying and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed when I reached home as we were going out at 2pm. Cousins's 21th birthday at a chalet. &lt;br /&gt;Reached and we packed the area. The condition of the room wasn't that good... Used tapes stuck on the wall, a cigarette burn on the bed casing and a lamp that was almost crashed. Set our stuff down and helped blow some balloons.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to the park with mom, brother, grandma and sister. Took some random pictures.(Pictures uploaded later) Sis wanted to rent a bike so mom and I went around finding the shop with her while brother and grandma sat at the shelter. We made a wrong turn and had to head back. Saw an ice-cream vendor so we brought some too. After walking for quite a long time we were still unable to see the shop. Thus, we gave up and went back to the chalet as the buffet had already arrived.&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm the buffet was nice. Dessert wasn't though. Spent time watching sis playing some sort of cup-stacking game. Then brother left for another celebration with his friends. I decided to play my DS. The cake was cut not long later and it was really nice. (Pictures uploaded even later) Ate the cake. Was amazed at how the baker used to cream to design the roses. It tasted good too. Hmm, hazel nut. &lt;br /&gt;Played more of my DS and watched as another cousin, who was about 4 years old drink some beer and champange out of a really small cup. It was so cute, especially when he touched his forehead in a 'do I have a fever?' manner due to the heat he got after drinking it. It was no more that a few drops though.&lt;br /&gt;Ate a second course of the buffet and then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be in the next post~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-3942357186843322871?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/3942357186843322871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/3942357186843322871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/04/ok-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-943145793978170141</id><published>2010-04-08T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T21:18:50.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who the hell are those random people that added me on MSN to apologise for something. He/she even said 'babe'. Well I blocked and deleted whoever that was. Weirded out. How can someone mistake my e-mail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been so busy lately. Will probably blog a longer post on maybe, saturday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-943145793978170141?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/943145793978170141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/943145793978170141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/04/who-hell-are-those-random-people-that.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-48401512194918335</id><published>2010-04-04T00:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T00:30:45.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here are the pictures. Yeah its late. Shh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spy Amanda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC00078e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00078e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to wait for awhile before the NAP choir came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC00083e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00083e.png" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they uniforms cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC00085e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00085e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad quality, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC00087e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00087e.png" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC00091e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00091e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC00121e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00121e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC00122e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00122e.png" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cake. Cropped people out since they looked awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC00124e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00124e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random picture of BLACKIE! Yes, that is indeed a towel tied around her neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC00099e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00099e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so cute! My mom was behind me teasing her so the she would look over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC00100e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00100e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then mom left and she ignored me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/?DSC00103e.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00103e.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-48401512194918335?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/48401512194918335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/48401512194918335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/04/here-are-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-334749534107089588</id><published>2010-04-03T20:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T21:42:59.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On thursday, Grace and I attended the choir concert. The ticket was $10 each, but we bought it anyways so that we could see Amanda perform. The songs where the choir sang as a whole was nice. But as for the solo and group performances, there were ups and downs. The last few songs were nice. I actually got the goosebumps when I heard them sing. It was my first time hearing the choir perform. The choir from Ngee Ann Primary also came to perform and ohmygosh they were so adorable! The girls looked so cute in their blue dress and the boys too in their mini-tuxedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's band session was fun. We didn't practice at all. I was feeling totally worn out for the day. Guess that sleeping at 2am and waking up at 6am isn't sufficient rest for me. Stayed up to help Sandy with the powerpoint presentation. Started working at about 11.30pm? I still wasn't done with it at 2am, so I had to wake up early and edit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the first two hours decorating the band room. We blew up balloons! And then tied them up in bundles of three. Took some pictures of them, but didn't manage to take any when we were done hanging them on the ceiling. Some of them kept dropping. I was one of the few who had to help hang them back up. Needed 3 chairs to reach the ceiling, and even then I had to tiptoe. We used pink ribbon to spell out something like 'WE *instert heart* SENIORS!'. It was simple and nice. &lt;br /&gt;Then... I went down with others and followed Sandy to the staff room to get a laptop. Returned to the canteen to help people fill up the water balloons. There were so small and cute. Used the water from the water cooler, thus it was nicely cold, hehez. I didn't manage to tie any up until the last minute, where I tied 2! Yea I'm horrible at tying balloons. &lt;br /&gt;Went back up to the band room with the laptop. We watched the powerpoint while walking up to check for any mistakes. It went alright. Settled down and most of the sec 4/5s were already there. Presented the powerpoint and it went quite smoothly with only one or 2 mistakes, which was alright for something done at the last minute. Then every sec4/5 went up to make an individul speech. Oh no... I hope this doesn't happen when my batch graduates. Was probably the only one who sat on the floor due to the lack of chairs. &lt;br /&gt;Mr Yu and Mr Yeo called me over before I got a chance to leave for the canteen. We have a new score! Guess I have to perform my duties as a librarian now. Chong Jin already briefed me with what to do and stuff, so I hope I don't make any mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down and it people were already playing with the water bombs. Didn't even get a chance to throw one even though I helped fill them. Oh well, I don't have anyone in mind to throw at anyways. Stayed at the table and served the people drinks since most were clustered in their sections and well... I don't really have a section. My junior was with his friends and James is just missing. It was quite a busy task. The drinks were empited in no time. People also ate the cake and once again, I didn't even get a chance to touch it. Walked around aimlessly while munching on some snacks. Then we had to clear up. Used the tissues to clean the water and mess off the table. It was so wet. The others used some mop-like thingy to clear the rubbish off the floor. It took quite long, and most people had left. Stayed behind to help out. My bag was upstairs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up after finishing. Gosh it took quite long. And then we saw the mess in the band room too. Party poppers seem much more evil now with how much of a mess they make. Used the dustpan to sweep the floor as I had no broom but wanted to help... Yeah it actually worked quite well. People were popping the balloons. So we had to clear that too. Then XQ and I decided to leave since everyting was done, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fiqz&lt;/b&gt;: Ok, thanks. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amellia Ismail&lt;/b&gt;: Yes, yes. Though you created so many nicknames its hard to remember most of it, hahas.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-334749534107089588?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/334749534107089588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/334749534107089588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/04/todays-band-session-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-5481212723170785673</id><published>2010-03-31T22:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T00:07:26.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So busy these few days that its hard to find time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well I'll just do a very brief post on what happened. Stuff may and most likely have been forgotten, but I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday-&lt;br /&gt;Woke up extra early to help shift the band instruments back up. My stomach got freaking pain after my 2nd trip up. Those annoying cramps... caused me to be late and to not be as efficient. Tried shifting a tuba too after it subsided. Heavy.&lt;br /&gt;Was late for reading period.&lt;br /&gt;Skip. Had our chinese test during lesson. Feel confident. Quite.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have assembly as we had some target score planning. Grace and I went off with some others earlier as we had some test.&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch and had the test. It was called something like TIMSS. Focused on math and science. The math was fairly simple but science was hard. Topics I've not learnt on was tested, like the star constellation and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-&lt;br /&gt;New chinese books were distributed for reading period. Grace got a book that looked interesting. This will probably be the first time I'll willingly read a chinese book for leisure. &lt;br /&gt;Had band practice. The residents complained while we were having sectionals along the corridor. Well this isn't the first time... It was at least understandable when they complained during the morning, but it was at 4pm this time. Were made to move to the ISH. It was so spacious. I didn't have much of a idea on what to practice. Did some exercise on our tunes. Also finally got my junior's number. Is he scared of me or something? He doesn't seem to talk much. Or maybe I'm too quiet. Thats bad... we'll not be able to communicate if neither starts a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today-&lt;br /&gt;Had our Bio SPA and it was fun. That reminds me, I gotta upload the pictures I took. Teacher told us to use our phone's camera function, mind you. The experiment was on an ethanol emulsion test on peanuts and bananas. The banana was so mushy and felt like paste when I finished cutting it into smaller pieces. Did I fail at cutting it or do it too much? It was simple. I liked how the mixture looked like for the peanut. Wish we didn't have to stir and ruin how nice the white emulsion looked like. &lt;br /&gt;Back for chemistry. The new teacher in training taught us. I actually perfer her teaching.&lt;br /&gt;Physics was fun. Teacher really knows how to use examples to get us interested in the topic. Hahas. He even does them in detail. The actions, I mean.&lt;br /&gt;History. Teacher talked and talked about the topic. Was it uninteresting? No, not really. She included a few sarcastic remarks here and there that got our attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pictures of today's experiment (everything is taken on my new handphone);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The peanut and banana after decanting the ethanol away. Why is the peanut on so blurry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC00065es.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00065es.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ethanol that was decanted plus water. I like how the scratches show on the banana's mixture. Not that I made them or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC00066es.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00066es.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC00067es.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00067es.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another. This one's rather out of focus. Ignore the other 2 at the extreme left. They're extras and empty ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC00068es.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00068es.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The banana after smashing. It turned brown after some time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/DSC00069es.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/th_DSC00069es.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-5481212723170785673?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5481212723170785673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5481212723170785673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-busy-these-few-days-that-its-hard-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-323723017619055571</id><published>2010-03-30T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T22:33:20.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to blog, but don't have much time. May forget details by tomorrow. I shouldn't even be on now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-323723017619055571?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/323723017619055571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/323723017619055571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-to-blog-but-dont-have-much-time.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-7067660411328941010</id><published>2010-03-27T18:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T18:59:40.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey! Am wondering who misses my daily posts. Don't think this change affects much since I'm not popular and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had band practice today at the ISH. We sounded fairly soft. Mr Yu said that some sections could not be heard at all but said nothing about me. I feel so invisible, without a proper section in the main band and not being called. Well I didn't think that the practice went well. We had to go at a really slow tempo that confused me at some parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lunch was provided! It tasted quite good, actually. But everything was spicy. Ate about half or more of it since we were running out of time and I couldn't really take the spicyness. Taufiq came and got a free lunch too, hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed off to NAS Primary for their event. First time seeing it. Looks fairly big and colourful for a primary school. I kinda miss my old school, even though its just one or two blocks away.&lt;br /&gt;Placed the percussion instruments up and gathered on the stage. We didn't sound that soft and I thought that it was rather good. Announcer said that Symphonuim was her favourite, if I didn't hear it wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the kids there were cutely small, hahas. Was so thirsty, no drinks were provided. Shifted instruments back up the lorry/truck (can't find the difference) and went to the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached the school and we had to place our instruments in the bomb shelter. First time entering there even though I'm already a secondary 3. Yea. Either that or I have a horrible memory. The staircase was so narrow. Got quite squashed up against the wall when trying to bring the percussion instruments down.&lt;br /&gt;Told that all our belongings in the band room at the fifth floor would remain there until monday morning as the alarm-activated shutter was already closed that there was nothing we could do. Ah shit. My school bag was in there, along with my wallet, pencil case, bottle, calculator etc. Wonder what I'll bring on monday... Some people tried to make a guy break into the building through the staircase. It had a big gap in the fence thing surrounding it that he could have fitted through. The intention only managed to get the guy up there outside the fence.&lt;br /&gt;We had some sort of cheer. Committee had to stay back for a discussion. Had to swap phone numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will start on my homework tomorrow... I'm so hungry now. :/&lt;br /&gt;Gonna play my DS today! Its been weeks since I last had a long session of gaming. Stressed. Maybe this is why I've been weaker emotionally. I probably may break down one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY, AT 8.30PM IS EARTH HOUR! Probably going to spend it teasing my dog or sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;color:#000000;"&gt;Do you even know what you just said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-7067660411328941010?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7067660411328941010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7067660411328941010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/03/hey-am-wondering-who-misses-my-daily.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-5416846780342059746</id><published>2010-03-24T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T18:12:47.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had to wake up at about 5.30am yesterday because of the prize presentation thing. Ah. I felt so drained for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Got my prize and stuff without any errors. Best in D&amp;T for secondary 2, 2009. &lt;br /&gt;MT reading period was cancelled due to the talk and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry... I realised that I didn't do a SPA when I was down with an illness last time. So I have to go redo it.Remember lending people my curve ruler that no one seems to bring. And calculator too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent recess trying to help the others with A Math. This will probably the first and last time I actually will be helping the -math genius- Wei Chaun with her A Math. Yep... thank you tuition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCM was cancelled so we had MT. Teacher just talked a little about chapter 13 and we spent th 30minutes trying to finish the workbook. Wei Chuan spent most of the time day dreaming and I spent my time trying to make her do her work so I can get her to teach me. I guess there may be a hint of evil intent in that... hehez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics and Bio was cancelled as we were to have our cakes! I didn't really like it and thus only ate like 3/4 of it. Yeah. It took me that long to realise I disliked it. Had to write well wishes on some heart-shaped card/paper. Wei Chuan's one was green and mine was blue. Felt silly and thus placed the hearts on her eyes. She liked the idea and made me take pictures of her doing so. Teacher was staring at us... &lt;br /&gt;Will try to upload the picture if WC allows me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home for lunch at 1pm, changed and left at 3.30pm for band practice.&lt;br /&gt;We did basic warm-ups and stuff. Shifted the percussion instruments down. I felt kinda down after awhile. Had a break so we watched the parade going on. &lt;br /&gt;I was so tired by the time we got called for the performance. But it went well and all. Better than I expected, I must agree. Shifted stuff back up, had a small cheer and got dismissed. &lt;br /&gt;Walked home with the strikingly red blazer hanging on my arms so that I won't be too invisible and get knocked down. The uniform and my bag were black, which blended in too much , especially at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 2pm today. Have been using the computer ever since. Should probably start on my homework...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amellia&lt;/b&gt;: Jealous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trombonist&lt;/b&gt;: If I have an inspiration, sure. But don't expect it anytime soon...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-5416846780342059746?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5416846780342059746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5416846780342059746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-had-to-wake-up-at-about-5.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-422910316128525609</id><published>2010-03-23T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T23:33:40.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I WAS TOO TIRED TO BLOG THESE FEW DAYS, SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;And now that its close to midnight, I want to sleep. Shall blog tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-422910316128525609?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/422910316128525609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/422910316128525609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-was-too-tired-to-blog-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-1662245332291099915</id><published>2010-03-20T17:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T17:14:49.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today feels like such a good day to sleep and just feel all free. Especially with the cool weather. &lt;br /&gt;But no, I have to complete my homework (s). Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had games for today's band practice. 2 hours was spent. I felt so tired in the morning. Tried being social but I guess it really isn't my nature to be so.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I hope practices improve. Much more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-1662245332291099915?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1662245332291099915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1662245332291099915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-feels-like-such-good-day-to-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-2070289567185603512</id><published>2010-03-18T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T23:39:25.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its so easy to mix up stuff with my new phone. As in which little black rectangle on the table belongs to me. My brother has an entirely black handphone and another iTouch. Same goes for my new handphone. Its hard not to mix them up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, such a random post this is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-2070289567185603512?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/2070289567185603512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/2070289567185603512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-so-easy-to-mix-up-stuff-with-my-new.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-3860848041219715065</id><published>2010-03-18T15:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T15:55:07.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS RAINING! But I still have to go for tuition later. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's band practice was spent for the founder's day rehearsal. I thought that we sounded so soft. Managed to play the high notes. Hope this keeps up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed up until 2am yesterday with Grace. Wei Chuan went off to sleep at about 1am, I think. We had already completed our english holiday homework but the idiotic server couldn't load and my uploading status kept freezing. Gosh. But we both managed to upload it later. Talked to her on the phone while waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-3860848041219715065?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/3860848041219715065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/3860848041219715065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-raining-but-i-still-have-to-go-for.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-8230748625211043704</id><published>2010-03-16T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T20:27:20.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok hmm I got a new phone. My old phone is still working though so I'll be able to respond if anyone messages the wrong number. But it'll run out of battery soon and I'll be too lazy to charge it by then... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Founder's day rehearsal tomorrow. Its a full dress one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to play Pokemon HeartGold and SoulSilver. Didn't manage to play the Gold and Silver properly since that was the time where my brother and I were fussing over 1 measly GameBoy Colour. Yeah. Before we got 2 more Gameboy Advanced, a GameBoy SP and finally a GameBoy DS. Most of them are lost though... leaving the DS now. Well anyway I heard that it had great graphics. Hope that it isn't too 3D-like though. Whats the point of playing a 3D game when I'm trying to play something different/unrelated from this world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-8230748625211043704?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8230748625211043704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8230748625211043704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/03/ok-hmm-i-got-new-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-8538703962100583200</id><published>2010-03-15T20:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:00:18.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well... stuff that happened last week. I shall sum it up since I can't remember everything anyways.&lt;br /&gt;We did some crystalisation experiment during a chemistry SPA. I managed to spill the contents of the test tube all over Grace and myself. Yea... But everything went smoothly after that. The crystals were so shiny.&lt;br /&gt;Got back results and stuff. I'm so not pleased.&lt;br /&gt;The band practice on saturday was alright. Got giddy during the trip to the location of the performance. Talking on the bus was a bad idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning's band practice wasn't that productive. We had warm-ups and then got out for sectionals. Mr Yu would call in section by section to see if we could play our scales properly and work on some parts. I didn't have much problem, just had to try to make the melody part in Procession to Peace clearer.&lt;br /&gt;Were told to go to the MPH while practicing as the residents were complaining. Ok... Had a small combined with some people for short while. Then went up for a proper combined and we got dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta wear the band uniform for wednesday's rehearsal. Hope it still fits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Chuan, Grace and Xin Yi came during the afternoon for the biology project. We side-tracked ALOT. But it was fun. Finished up the main idea of our poster and most of the research, so all that's left to do is the designing. Which is well, going to be done by me. Sigh... this is going to take me hours or days to complete. I don't like the way the website allows us to make the poster. So I shall do most in photoshop and dump it into the website.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll try hiding this hobby of mine next time so I can get spared, hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POKEMON HEART GOLD AND SOUL SILVER (ENGLISH VERSION) JUST CAME OUT. WHOOOO.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic schedule for this week... not including holiday homework.&lt;br /&gt;Monday (today) - Band practice 8am to 11.30am, Project work 1.30pm to 6pm&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Out to buy new phone 10am, Tuition 12pm to 3pm&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Band rehearsal for founder's day 8am to ~12.30pm, Discussion about project 10pm&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Tuition 6.30pm to 9.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Band practice/games day 8am to 11.30am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-8538703962100583200?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8538703962100583200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8538703962100583200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/03/well.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-6071810113380152129</id><published>2010-03-14T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T23:32:15.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHANGED BLOGSKIN! AT LAST. I think I've been using that hot air balloon (owl city inspired) blogskin since July 2009. Thats just scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be sleeping...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-6071810113380152129?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/6071810113380152129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/6071810113380152129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/03/changed-blogskin-at-last.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-3427272445334976135</id><published>2010-03-14T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T22:29:51.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's what I've been doing so far for the blogskin. Started this one on the 6th of March and am only done now. Hahas, so it takes me about 8 days to complete one blogskin? Nahs. Most of the time was spent on FB, homework and stuff. I only managed to work on it a little yesterday and today after the basic design was done (the one one the previous post). The coding was so tiring and time consuming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/06Mar2010/06Mar2010ss.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/06Mar2010/th_06Mar2010ss.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for my brother to come back and give me a few comments. I won't feel confident enough about using a new blogskin without any feedback from others. Have a good feeling about this one though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to sleep early. Will be having CCA tomorrow morning and then a project work in the afternoon. Maybe will only be able to change the skin tomorrow night, if I can't later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag reply;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amellia&lt;/b&gt;: Soon, soon.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-3427272445334976135?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/3427272445334976135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/3427272445334976135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/03/heres-what-ive-been-doing-so-far-for.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/06Mar2010/th_06Mar2010ss.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-6926620409777976200</id><published>2010-03-06T16:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T17:01:26.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Making a new blogskin. The design and concept is kinda done. Just need some comments about it.&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I got so far. Have to work on the codes later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/06Mar2010/06Mar2010aprev.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/06Mar2010/th_06Mar2010aprev.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click to enlarge!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fairly happy with this. Didn't make a blogskin based on emotions since I'm not even sure what I should make it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my previous blogskin that I intended to use. Decided against it though. Maybe next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/16Jan2010/16Jan2010ss.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/16Jan2010/th_16Jan2010ss.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May blog more when the skin is done... or so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-6926620409777976200?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/6926620409777976200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/6926620409777976200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/03/making-new-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/06Mar2010/th_06Mar2010aprev.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-5662275187362827284</id><published>2010-03-04T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:05:22.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reading period was first. Read Grace's book, the one that I borrowed from her since I finished the school's one already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbed up to the ISH for PE. We did more digging skills and now we had to get 10 consecutive hits. It was harder than it seemed... The ball that I picked was too hard too, ah. It could actually bounce like a basketball. Yep, our hands were so sore by then time lesson ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the physics lab for lesson. We went through simple errors made my our classmates on the graph drawing. There were quite a few, but teacher didn't announce their names. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess. Changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT period spent listening to teacher about the new chapter. Then spent the time doing the chinese book reviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry - did some work and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the new design studio for CME to talk about the project. It was interesting. The lesson was so much better compared to a normal one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio SPA after lunch, stayed in class. Didn't get back our test results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably gonna stop blogging for awhile. Its starting to feel more like a chore than a hobby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-5662275187362827284?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5662275187362827284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5662275187362827284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/03/reading-period-was-first.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-1848519046751097377</id><published>2010-03-03T20:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:00:29.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had SS and we got our papers back. Didn't score that well. At least I got a B... I'm dissapointed at my SBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English. We learnt about a new type of composition. Whole lesson was devoted to that. Shouldn't have stayed up last night to complete the summary homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did some corrections during Pure Physics. Papers couldn't be given back. Then had a sudden pop-quiz. It was an open-book test though, so at least it wasn't that bad. I'm horrible at scale drawings, ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Math. Most of the time was spent waiting for teacher's computer to get fixed. Then learnt a new chapter - matrix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History. Finished off the SS corrections and people got extra marks for their SEQ. I didn't though, since it was my SBQ that pulled me down.&lt;br /&gt;Dismissed and asked about the history marks. People failed. Including me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch. Mhmm the lemon chicken rice was nice. Had some time to spare and so we took our own sweet time strolling to the computer lab 2. We went in and got into our groups.&lt;br /&gt;Unlucky me had a computer that couldn't log onto the server. Thus I became the observer. Well, there had to be an observer for each group, so I can't really get mad for becoming one. It was kinda fun being able to see them play anyways. And I'm not that good at 3D games. Their controls always seem so messed up to me, hahas. Though it would had been fun to at least control one for awhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked home. I'm still feeling quite stressed even though exams are over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMELLIA ISMAIL&lt;/b&gt;: My mom was too scared to use her hand to flick the worm off, hahas. I expect some screaming if it got onto WC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trombonist&lt;/b&gt;: Yeah, hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weichuann :B&lt;/b&gt;: Lol, evil woman! &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-1848519046751097377?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1848519046751097377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1848519046751097377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/03/had-ss-and-we-got-our-papers-back.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-2232911975280543732</id><published>2010-03-02T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:54:11.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wee. Common tests are over. Yeah I am a day late, fell asleep when I got home and didn't feel like thinking anymore and thus played with my brother's iTouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday... I remember mom making me drink the chicken essence in the morning as I slept late last night. It tastes like chicken juice... yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our history paper first. I didn't manage to finish the last part of the compare and contrast. It was real hard to think of something suitable to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had our Bio test. I thought that it was fairly simple. And then discussed it with others and realised I made some huge idiotic mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess and had about an hour to study for A Math. I was zoning out most of the time. &lt;br /&gt;Had our test. I got some laws mixed up. Won't be surprised if I get quite a lot of wrong answers. Its the method marks that I'm hoping to save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had no assembly and instead got released early for half an hour's worth of lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the computer lab for some stuff. The graphics looked nice... Too bad only some selected pupils could join.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today, Wei Chuan and I reached too early and so we waited for Amellia and Grace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was almost falling asleep during MT reading period. But teachers kept walking around, so I didn't have a chance to even if I tried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back our chemistry paper. I'm proud of my results, hehez. At least I have an A1 for a subject now. Made stupid mistakes here and there though. Sigh. The highest in our class was 39/40. Talk about scary-smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess was boring. I didn't have much to do since WC and Grace were at the notice board pinning up stuff. Helped a little even though I was in the ICT group. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Math. Learnt more stuff about chapter 2. There was a question that we didn't learn that was tested in the test, I think. Talking about A Math, mom got me a tuition for it. It'll be held every thursday. The teacher seems quite young, with the way she types her messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCM was cancelled and so we had MT. Got back our results. Teacher said that more that half of the class failed their test, but I wasn't really expecting such a low mark for myself. Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt more about force diagrams. Or was it scale diagrams? It got confusing at one point. Teacher was going a little too fast for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the lab for bio. Got introduced to a new teacher. She seemed nice. We didn't really do much, mostly admin stuff. Then debated about some lock and key thing representing enzymes and substances. Still fairly confused about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch with Shi Ying and Xue Qi. The food we bought tasted... bleh. Went to get something and the room smelt nice... mhmm.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the band room and out for sectionals. It was so hot... &lt;br /&gt;Went in for combined and saw my junior. Managed to ask for his name. Jun Yuan. If I remember correctly.&lt;br /&gt;Got told about an upcoming performance next saturday. Thats fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of homework to do. Ahh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-2232911975280543732?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/2232911975280543732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/2232911975280543732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/03/wee.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-5519306592452117805</id><published>2010-02-27T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T18:48:58.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so tired. &lt;br /&gt;Hope this explains why I seemed kind of dead during band practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had marching in the morning as usual. Didn't expect the sec1s to come. We practiced separately before combining and marching as an entire band. It was kinda messy. The row I was in kept changing as the people in front kept moving forward and the column I was in didn't. Couldn't get back into the proper row even if I wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combined practice. Managed to ask my junior about his class while helping him take his music stand. 1R5... so he's smarter than me, hehz. Sec1s went to the music room while the main band stayed in the band room. It was so cold...&lt;br /&gt;Practiced 'Procession to Peace' for most of it. Didn't have much to do since my parts weren't the main melody and stuff. Most of the time was spent on others. &lt;br /&gt;Have to send my instrument for repair. I guess the third valve really wasn't supposed to be able to turn 360 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;Felt so good to defrost after we were dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with mum not long ago. Was talking to her at the bus stop when she suddenly stopped, took off her shoe and smacked something on my hair aside. Saw a huge brown fat worm on the floor and started clawing through my hair for any more. That thing must have fallen on me when I was walking under the trees or something. Its so gross... and fat. And squishy, I bet. That rhymed by coincidence, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home after more shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go sleep now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-5519306592452117805?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5519306592452117805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5519306592452117805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-feel-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-7851293385307093990</id><published>2010-02-26T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T23:11:10.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Came to school early and saw Wei Chuan seated on the ledge infront of the classroom. The door wasn't open yet...&lt;br /&gt;She started asking questions on physics and I therefore freaked out too as I had no idea how to do them. Asked others but then still wasn't very clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics test. I was worried that I wouldn't have enough time. 45 minutes... at least an hour would be better. Anyways I had quite a lot of questions that I wasn't sure about. Oh gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was the english test. We had 2 comprehensions and a summary. For this test we wrote all answers on foolscap. Hmm, that was new.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a little too much for the compre. SS is affecting my writing style, hahas. That may be a bad thing though. I did rephrasing for the summary. Then spent some time considering if I should use the grid method too. Did that in the end but rushed through as time was running out. Shouldn't have spent so much time considering. Didn't manage to check through my comprehension answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess. Spent the time by browsing through the E Math notes. Was actually considerably hungry but resisted the urge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The test paper was given out. First question already made me question myself. Its bad being indecisive, I know. Just went ahead with my planned method. Hope it worked. Some questions were really easy and some almost killed me. Or maybe they did. Done a stupid mistake at the end of the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be making so many errors for each test. This is bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and got lunch from sis who just came back from her primary 5 came that she went to on wednesday, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at the band room and joined Shi Ying and Xue Qi who were doing their A Math work.&lt;br /&gt;Set instruments up and we did warm ups as a whole before leaving for sectionals.&lt;br /&gt;Tried out some articulation exercises in the 'Great Band Workout'. It required the chromatic scale so I spent quite a long time practicing it over and over. My fingers tend to mess up when I go too fast.&lt;br /&gt;Zoned out for some time because I was too tired and exams are taking over my mind... James was missing for more than half of the time spent for sectionals. Saw him playing with a ball when I went into the room for my bottle. That same ball later hit my on the leg while I was practicing... it wasn't that hard though.&lt;br /&gt;Got back and kept the instruments. Dismissed. &lt;br /&gt;I'm buying the mouthpiece that we are suggested to. Even though I won't be joining a band when I reach poly/JC as I aim to learn about computer graphic designs, at least I'll have something to remember about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't cope with too much studying. I require time to relax or I'll get stressed. The fact that we have 3 tests in a single day doesn't help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-7851293385307093990?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7851293385307093990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7851293385307093990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/02/came-to-school-early-and-saw-wei-chuan.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-2420639826710883456</id><published>2010-02-25T19:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T19:23:46.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chemistry test was first but my head was filled with information about social studies. Some questions were confusing but others were so easy it seemed unreal. I should be able to pass.&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes break was given before the ss test. Gosh I felt so worried.&lt;br /&gt;Got the paper and started writing. It went smoothly for the inference but then my brain somehow froze at the compare and contrast. Realised that about half an hour had already passed so I used the 15minutes for the essay. I read the question for the essay wrongly and thus wrote wrong points. Shit. Rushed for the C&amp;C again as it wasn't complete.&lt;br /&gt;I bet that loads of people didn't manage to complete the SS. Urgh, how can 45 minutes be enough... The test isn't meant to see how much you can scribble within 45 minutes. Whats the point of studying when you don't have time to apply it.&lt;br /&gt;Recess. We talked about the SS thing. Yeah I may fail.&lt;br /&gt;Had the MT test. The first page seriously shocked me. For the 2 years in secondary school, I don't remember taking a common test with such a format before... and therefore I seriously was clueless about that section. Close to 20 marks gone, with only a few words that I remembered. I wasn't prepared for that, at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chatted for awhile before the MT teacher came in for lessons. We did nothing so WC and I talked and did some physics revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was biology. Did some corrections for the worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expected to focus on A Math for CME but we spent more than half of the period talking about school values and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back to finish up some A Math work and listened to the physics teacher as he explained to some about the calculation stuff. Didn't have to be there, but I just wanted to refresh my memory. Then Rebekah called me and suddenly told me that I had some interview. Oh gosh. I was not mentally prepared for this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped lunch as I was afraid I would be late. Turned out that I wasn't in fact. Oh well. Xue Qi came too and Shi Ying was there. SY went in first while XQ and some juniors talked about how scared they were. This wasn't really helping me as I was next, hahas. Went in and the answers I gave were quite vague. Stuttered a little. Sigh. It was so obvious I was uncomfortable with the interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked home. Physics, english and E Math test tomorrow. I need to work on my physics...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-2420639826710883456?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/2420639826710883456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/2420639826710883456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/02/chemistry-test-was-first-but-my-head.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-84095202046112065</id><published>2010-02-24T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T17:45:44.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was so tired when entering school and still am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio was first period. Teacher didn't wear her spectacles and she looked really different. Hmm. We talked about and went through the test paper. Then marked random people's worksheets. Hope the person I marked didn't mind my handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemisty lesson. We went through some chapters as revision and then we went and ask questions we weren't sure about after lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Math teacher taught us on chapter 4, which wasn't going to be tested for this friday's common test. Yeah. She should have done some revision with us instead of starting on a new chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in class for Physics. The physics teacher also taught us a chapter not tested in the common tests. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had history and we marked random people's worksheets again. I scored horribly for the C&amp;C question. Shit. I hope I won't score like that for the actual test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna start studying. Good luck to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-84095202046112065?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/84095202046112065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/84095202046112065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/02/was-so-tired-when-entering-school-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-2154598530013879778</id><published>2010-02-22T20:53:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T21:53:03.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys. Sorry about the sudden lack of posts. Was too tired to think about stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday;&lt;br /&gt;Got back my DEC for english period at last. Remember the class test we took? I am pleased with my results, hehez. &lt;br /&gt;Were going through corrections when the fire drill went off. Or was it an emergency drill? Can't really tell the difference. You have to evacuate for both, yeah? &lt;br /&gt;It was a practice one but there were simulations to give some sort of realistic effect. Like people running out of the classroom. I wanted to hear some scream but yeah, I didn't. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, we gathered at the field and some of us had to help the other classes hold up the class card thing so that they knew where to gather. I somehow got to hold onto one. Time to make use of my height, I guess. The class I was holding up for was fairly late. Arms didn't hurt though. &lt;br /&gt;Our class was gathered under the shade so the sunlight didn't really bother us. But we got told to move to the court as others were under it. Well, at least there aren't as many ants now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back to class for the A Math test. Realised that I made some sort of stupid mistake at the last question. Ah. There goes any hope of getting a high score.&lt;br /&gt;Recess. Followed by E Math.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what we did. But I remember finishing the homework during class and feeling so pleased as there won't be homework for that subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch with WC at mac. It was seriously crowded and we had to consider seating outside the restaurant, without the air-conditioning. But lucky us. We saw an empty seat and used it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to band practice. We had sectionals for the entire practice. Also realised that Cherise would be quitting band today. Found out from the other sec2s. Sigh. Felt really dissapointed. Hoped that she would turn out to be a good senior. Had my sectionals with the trombone section since I was alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday;&lt;br /&gt;Had band practice in the morning. We did marching as usual. The weather was quite humid. My arms were hurting due to all the swinging of arms. And legs too because of all the marching on the spot. Then had combined. Realised that some sec1s came and one of them belonged to my section. Hoped that it was one of the girls since they looked decent and yeah, I prefer girl juniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had to do our punishment before leaving. 40 squats. It pulled my muscles. And they hurt, even till today. Ahh... why oh why did they have to walk so slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked back home with Taufiq and Suky. Saw the sec1s on the way back and asked them who the euphonium junior was. Both Taufiq and I were kind of shocked/dissapointed that it turned out to be a guy. I will need more help for the junior this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - today;&lt;br /&gt;Our reading period on the new February 'National Geographic' issue. The articles were interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 and a half hours of english. We finished up with the DEC corrections and also learnt about summaries. Its not really my favourite part of the paper, since mine sometimes ends up messy due to all the corrections done. The lesson on summary however was really interesting. Teacher gave us random phrases from nursery rhymes like 'Jack and Jill went up the hill' and rephrased it to 'Jack and Jill climbed up the mountain'. Then heard someone exclaim that falling down a moutain would result in death. Yeah it was really funny. Teacher herself also claimed the sentence to be rubbish, but just wanted to get the point of rephrasing accross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied for the MT test later during recess. Aimed to pass, but expected to fail. Contradictory? Well that way if I score at least one of my expectations I wouldn't feel too bad or too proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed to the bio lab for our SPA. Wei Chuan forgot her worksheet on the way, sigh. We started on the experiment. Sliced the potato into stips 0.5cm in width and soaked 8, 2 in each... whatever-you-call-it and in the varied solutions. It went quite smoothly except for the lack of time. We were rushing towards the end and teacher wasn't pleased at all with our slow performance. Ahh. Got released late and therefore was late for our SS lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher talked about the types of questions for the Social Studies and History common test. There won't be an essay for History, yay. Then did the practice worksheet that she gave us. It was once again a rush for time. Its gonna be hard during the actual test due to the amount of time given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT lesson. Teacher was kind enough to give us half of the lesson to study more for the test. Then did it for the remaining half. I should be able to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly. We were late. But the programme was awesome. It was some opera, a performance on the classic story about the journey to the west. I think that their costumes were great. Especially for the white skeleton thing and his/her bouncy ball thing on the hat. The performers did acrobic stunts too, like jumping around and stuff. Once the monkey dude used a rod that looked too much like a candy cane (it was red, white AND swirly), thus making me exclaim something that went like 'CANDY?'. I think I sounded like some kind of candy-hunting maniac. &lt;br /&gt;Ok... ignore that. &lt;br /&gt;Their expressions were quite comical. Like how the obviously male actor was trying to play the part of the female white skeleton thing. It just didn't feel natural. But the actor playing the monkey was great, since he stayed on the stage for almost the entire show whereas the others took turns going up. Props used were good too, like the pig's mask. Though the mouth was sort of unaligned with the nose, therefore looking as if it was in pain or something... But I really enjoyed the show, as an overall aspect.&lt;br /&gt;Another few minutes of silence for us as the teachers got mad at the noise level and late reporting. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back in school to complete the bio graph and conclusion for the SPA thing. Yeah it took quite long to complete it. Time really means quite a lot once you're in sec3... Was supposed to follow mom out but I waited for Grace, so we decided to go on saturday. Also got our bio test back. Am so proud of the result. Wasn't really expecting such a mark at my first bio test as I wasn't that confident of the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are getting so tired nowdays. But my brain refuses to shut down as I lie in bed. Sheesh, why won't my body co-operate. I've also been once again stuck by the flu. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh, &lt;b&gt;I'M LOVING 3R1'10&lt;/b&gt;! Even though there is the stress present of being surrounded by potential top students in the entire level, this class is so much better than in secondary 1 or 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, this is a long post... I wonder how many typos I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be doing my homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-2154598530013879778?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/2154598530013879778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/2154598530013879778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-3002382821675856444</id><published>2010-02-21T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T22:53:40.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Marley and Me' is such a touching movie. Shall consider buying the novel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-3002382821675856444?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/3002382821675856444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/3002382821675856444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/02/marley-and-me-is-such-touching-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-8748881737090602425</id><published>2010-02-18T20:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T20:52:27.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arrived too early and spent about 10minutes waiting for Wei Chuan to arrive and probably another 5 minutes for Grace and Amellia. Yeah. Will spend more time delaying at home next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace saved me during the reading period for english with a book! Can't belive I'm that forgetful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got into our PE groups and us 3 went to the volleyball one. Wee. However we got further split into 2 groups and I and Grace were together while WC was in another. The first lesson was about digging. That reminds me, I have to finish my PE journal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics SPA was kinda fun. We did the pendulum (spelling error, but I'm too lazy to check) bob thing. Its the simple one where you find the time taked for the bob to swing a few oscillations over different length of the string. It was kinda fun. And dizzy when it got to 20cm as it swung too fast and I couldn't really catch up and count the number of oscillations. Or maybe I was distracted as the bob looked so cute swinging back and forth at such a speed. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm ruining my image when blogging about such random, senseless thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed back to class and to the washroom to change back into our uniform. Then started on my chinese composition. Stopped halfway through as I realised that Shi Yun also didn't complete it. And I got too distracted with Wei Chuan and Grace and their conversations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had MT lesson and teacher talked about chapter 6 for the entire lesson. Wei Chuan got called out and when asked about the year where the person in the chapter got some kind of award, I had to finger out it to her while she stood at the front. Teacher looked back and forth us two once. My laughing, obvious gestures and Wei Chuan's eye contact probably was what gave us away. She didn't say anything though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry. Got back our test results and our class did quite badly. The highest was only 29/40. Talk about dissapointing. I scored a C5. We were also quite angry with teacher's strict marking. The liquid molecules already looks like liquid molecules and they did touch the bottom of the box, so why did that mark get deducted? There were more questions that we weren't pleased over but didn't manage to convince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some girl guides from secondary 2 came in and talked about some 'I Will' campaign. Everyone got a small slip of paper and wrote our vows which were then going to be placed on the notice board. Mine was written in just black ink but I saw others using many colours. Ahh. Perhaps it was too plain? But I don't do well with too many colours.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher then used the remainding period to revise some A Math stuff for the test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw some notes for physics printed out for the class. It was the one where teacher called me out to draw lines for the mix-and-match question, in other words the one with the squiggly lines. Yeah I'm horrible at drawing straight lines free-handedly. This partly explains why I don't really like fractions when doing math, especially those really long ones we do nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;So the class has copies of the notes with my bad attempt at drawing lines. Oh weee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch at school. Was in a rush as Grace had some kind of meeting and we got delayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did some worksheets for the bio SPA lesson. Got briefed about how to present a graph and stuff. We're gonna have to do some SPA thing on monday that sounds tough. Oh no...&lt;br /&gt;Lesson was really enjoyable though, hahas. Teacher kept getting side-tracked. I wonder what led to the conversation about science and assessments to handsome korean actors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have LOADS of homework to do. And to study for the A Math test tomorrow. Ah, spent too much time blogging. Well its been quite long since I took my time with a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My handphone just rang but I have no idea why I grabbed the housephone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-8748881737090602425?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8748881737090602425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8748881737090602425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/02/arrived-too-early-and-spent-about.html' title=''/><author><name>JASLYN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623596259130288584</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-7799373513690548671</id><published>2010-02-17T18:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T18:57:00.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SS was first and we did went through some worksheets. Lesson was kind of interesting. The teacher has an interesting way of teaching, though I can't exactly pinpoint the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our english situational writing test during lesson. I'm fairly confident of my work. Shan't expect too much, however, as the dissapointment would be greater with higher expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess. Rushed through the physics homework and history homework. There's just so much one can do within 30 minutes, sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics teacher came in on time and we went through corrections as usual. Managed to complete part of the history homework when teacher gave us time for corrections and I already had done them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Math. Think I didn't miss out much when I was absent as I managed to catch up and understand what teacher was saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished my history homework in time. Handed it in and did some filing. Hole puncher was passed around once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed Shi Ying to find the teacher for her chemistry retest. Then walked home with Wei Chuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like drinking apple juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag reply;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trombonist&lt;/b&gt;: Happy CNY to you too. :]&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-7799373513690548671?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7799373513690548671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7799373513690548671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/02/ss-was-first-and-we-did-went-through.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-5870736735938056963</id><published>2010-02-14T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T22:33:20.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year and Valentine's Day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels weird putting capitalised letters on each word. But I think it looks better like that. Hahas, ok. That was too random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the relatives are gone. I didn't do much or any socialising today. Hid in a corner and played the DS. Yeah. I should really try changing. But I can't just suddenly go all 'Hey!' and then freeze as I have no idea what to talk about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-5870736735938056963?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5870736735938056963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5870736735938056963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year-and-valentines.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-5112163193342874974</id><published>2010-02-13T17:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T17:33:05.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went the the doctor again last night as my condition wasn't improving. So he said that the antibiotics he gave before had failed even after 4 days. My condition was too serious for them. &lt;br /&gt;Therefore he told me to drink some one-shot antibiotic solution that is strong enough. I heard that he said it was 15ml, so I wasn't that bothered... Until I went to get it and saw that it was actually 50ml. Bleh. Went to the washroom to drink it in case I vomited.&lt;br /&gt;It tasted strangely alright. Like banana and vanilla. At least it wasn't horrifiyingly bitter and stuff. But the powder felt so disgusting. Oh, I didn't puke or anything. Yay. Managed to save my mother's $43. Quite costly for such a small bottle, eh?&lt;br /&gt;Also got a new and stronger cough medicine. My flu medicine remained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can talk better now! It doesn't hurt much, just feel a little uncomfortable. And my coughing doesn't affect me that much now. Hope I'll recover fully soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna eat the CNY treats... Being surrounded by them as my family prepares for loads of visitors tomorrow doesn't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fiqz&lt;/b&gt;: Thanks. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amellia Ismail&lt;/b&gt;: Yeah I will, thanks! :]&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-5112163193342874974?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5112163193342874974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5112163193342874974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/02/went-the-doctor-again-last-night-as-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-5642940988810097863</id><published>2010-02-12T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T20:03:20.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its so hard for me to eat now. I have an ulcer at the front AND back of my mouth and my throat is feels so sore with every mouthful. I just can't belive my luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-5642940988810097863?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5642940988810097863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5642940988810097863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-so-hard-for-me-to-eat-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-3610362856569451532</id><published>2010-02-12T18:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T18:11:04.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey. My flu is still not recovering. Talking is still painful, so that means I'm gonna miss out on the new year sweets and stuff... I swear I'm more dissapointed in this than the fact that I can't talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just coughed while I was drinking milk. None flew out of my nose though. Or maybe that was when you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back my physics result and it sucks. Its an A1, but I'm still dissapointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had A Math and teacher released us half an hour earlier to prepare for the costume thing. Took pictures of the costume, but don't think I'll be posting as I'm too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the concert and it was kind of dull. The dancing part was colourful... and yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got into a bad mood. Perhaps the others don't know the reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my disability for speaking. I can't converse properly. Why must my body fall ill now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-3610362856569451532?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/3610362856569451532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/3610362856569451532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-3142472475997154580</id><published>2010-02-09T18:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T20:41:55.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to the clinic not long ago. Docter said that my throat is really red and it seemed as if a layer of skin was scraped off. Ouch. Got my medicine after an hour of waiting. Have to eat a total of about 7 medicines, which is for my fever, cough, throat soreness, body ache and flu. Other 2 is to clear my throat and stuff... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am not allowed to go school tomorrow too. Doctor said my fever still wouldn't be cleared by then, sigh. I'm missing out on so many lessons... Sad that I couldn't make it for today's band practice. I wanted to see the new sec1s.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-3142472475997154580?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/3142472475997154580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/3142472475997154580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/02/went-to-clinic-not-long-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-2098853830834648179</id><published>2010-02-08T17:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T17:57:27.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so tired and my throat is killing me. Don't think I can speak much tomorrow. Guess I'll be suffering in silence during band practice. Even talking hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English period was once again spent listening to other groups present. Camellia and I went up to do ours and I spoke too softly. My throat was hurting by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent recess doing my chinese compo, but stopped after realising others also have yet to finish. Studied for the bio test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bio teacher wasn't present but we had our test as usual. Some questions were tough and some caused me to blank out even though I was sure I studied that part. Urgh. Should be able to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some filing during SS. Teacher got mad at some boys as they didn't do the work up to her expectations. Did the worksheet given in class and left it as homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese lesson was as per usual. I didn't really get what teacher was saying due to old Wei Chuan. Hope it wasn't anything important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was once again 10minutes late for assembly. Well I was one of the first few who arrived, but others were late. Had talk on Total Defence and it was interesting. Then some other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry test tomorrow and my brain refuses to function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies; (yeah its really late, sorry.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trombonist&lt;/b&gt;: Yeah, sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CharKuay&lt;/b&gt;: Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fiqz&lt;/b&gt;: :]&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-2098853830834648179?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/2098853830834648179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/2098853830834648179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-so-tired-and-my-throat-is-killing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-4833025378278590568</id><published>2010-02-06T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T14:50:43.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Marched under the hot sun today. We weren't that good. &lt;br /&gt;Had combined and Taufiq showed me how to grease the slides. I got it onto my fingers and they sure were sticky... We practiced Procession to Peace for most of the combined practice. Also recorded and compared ourselves to the professional recording. Did Symphonium too. It wasn't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't bring myself to start on the heap of homework given. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-4833025378278590568?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/4833025378278590568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/4833025378278590568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/02/marched-under-hot-sun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-4267535482450576175</id><published>2010-02-05T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:32:08.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday. Had the beep test during PE. Have no idea if its spelt or pronounced as 'beep', but I think that was what I heard. I was probably one of, or the worst in the class. Don't have high expectations of my physical abilities anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Did some work during Physics. I felt like sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;I remember talking to WC during MT lesson and laughing over something Wei Chuan raised. Yeah, it was sick.&lt;br /&gt;Forgot about Chem and we discussed about some CNY stuff for CME.&lt;br /&gt;Had our Bio SPA and it was sweet. It was on the egg experiment, where we placed an egg overnight soaked in vinegar and then in another substance. I only had Camellia in the group and the other 2 members were off in a CCA match. We broke both our eggs and it was so gooey. And smelly. Bahs, my hands smelt like raw eggs and vinegar even after washing it at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's first period was english. 2 groups went to the front and presented their topic. Their presentation was great, I must say. This adds even more stress from me if I ever were to present.&lt;br /&gt;Did some work during A Math. Was relieved when there weren't any homework for it.&lt;br /&gt;Then had E Math and teacher gave us loads of work to do as homework. Ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band practice today was spent doing sectionals. After our warm-ups, Cherise and I went to the room to oil the instruments. Used the cloth to polish them only as we didn't have the silver polish. Then went for practice.&lt;br /&gt;Tried helping Cherise with her accents. She improved, yay. James came later and practiced beside. Taufiq also came and helped us. Had combined and played Symphonium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am so tired. Homework and tests kept me up late for the week. Upper secondary life is so stressful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-4267535482450576175?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/4267535482450576175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/4267535482450576175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/02/yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-8120229000427114971</id><published>2010-02-03T18:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T20:02:54.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so pissed right now. The only rare chance where I want to use the camera for a science experiment and my brother lends it to someone. And then another thing occured. What really ticked me off was that you signed out without even clarifying things with me. How am I supposed to make something when you don't clear things up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS first period. Did some skills thing and my mind somehow wandered off every once in awhile. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got into groups during english and discussed more about abortion and stuff. Then got given some sort of layout where we had to answer questions we ask among ourselves. It was a big layout and just doing some already took up the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied for physics during recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our physics test. It was fairly average. Can't say it was too hard, though my mind kind of blanked at some questions I know I studied for. Sigh, my explanation really sucked. There goes 5 marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back our test results during E Math. Grace and Wei Chuan got full marks but at least I scored an A1 in it. I didn't fail. At least I met my expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History. I actually find lessons interesting, but I don't like the part where we have to write down stuff. I'm a slow thinker and teacher sometimes doesn't give enough time for me to thin. Not that it would make much of a difference, since I don't have much of a clue about what to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling really stressed. Being in the best class is so damn harsh. Teachers expect the best work from us. They even expect us to know about some topics even before they teach, saying that we should have read it at home. Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-8120229000427114971?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8120229000427114971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8120229000427114971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-so-pissed-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-4150902055765452813</id><published>2010-02-02T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T22:48:04.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This year is really different compared to last year. The stress is almost doubled,  and if not, more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT period and I think we improved in terms of noise level. Almost feel asleep while reading the passage... Slept too late last night due to homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in the class and went through some corrections during chemistry. Then got some worksheets as homework and started on our next chapter. This teacher teaches fast. Scarily fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragged WC out to the canteen as I felt like eating. Then was almost late for lesson as we took too long browsing through the bookshop for our stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A math lesson. Teacher asked for any questions about the homework given and went through them. I like this way of teaching. Then went to the next type of solving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCM was actually fun. Yeah the previous 2 years, CCM was almost deadly boring. I took down notes on my 'book' and now it looks so freaking messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone through corrections during pure physics. I almost fell asleep... not good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio was awesome! We went to the lab to enjoy the air-condition because teacher didn't like the hot weather, hahas. &lt;br /&gt;Then got briefed about some experiment we would do at home. It involved eggs, vinegar and some random substance you can choose. &lt;br /&gt;Then we discussed about diffusion, osmosis and active transport. Got much more detailed explainations to use compared to sec2. Well I got confused at some point, but catched up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat lunch with Shi Ying. Rushed as I waited for Grace to ask teacer some questions.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't see much sec1s. They then dissapeared later as we went for sectionals. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Practiced on Symphonium. Mr Yu says we have to accent more. Tried doing so but got out of breath after just a few bars.&lt;br /&gt;Had combined and listened to our recording a few weeks ago and the professional one. Gosh we have SUCH a long way to go. &lt;br /&gt;James came halfway through. While at the slow part where the notes changed from flat to natural, he didn't notice it and played it wrongly. Even Cherise noticed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my physics test tomorrow. Good luck to all who's taking it and hope I pass!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-4150902055765452813?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/4150902055765452813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/4150902055765452813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-year-is-really-different-compared.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-4144288064427398393</id><published>2010-02-01T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T18:58:58.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its a bad idea to question someone as clueless as you about homework. Thats what I learnt today. But I hope teacher would be kind and excuse me for late submission, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had reading period and we were allowed to bring the publication back home, yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussed about ethnics and argumentative essay during english period. Got into a discussion about abortion and if it was moral or immoral. Kinda shocked when teacher regonised me and actually called my name. I mean, even some of my classmates don't regonise me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio period was next and we did some serious filing. It got kind of messy and teacher's expectation about us not messing anything up was quite stressful. I can't help being jumbled up. My hole puncher was repeatively being passed around 8 people throughout the entire lesson. My horrible hole-punching skills also got revealed, hehz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry. Something about the teacher makes me find the lesson annoying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our chinese test and oh gosh I really hope I pass. Seriously. It would take luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were late for the assembly. Got scolded.&lt;br /&gt;The talk for today was fairly interesting. The vice-principal is really good at giving presentations, though he talks a little to much about points. &lt;br /&gt;Then got our punishment and had to stay for a few minutes in silence. Legs were cramping up. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go watch TV. I have loads of homework to do later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-4144288064427398393?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/4144288064427398393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/4144288064427398393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-bad-idea-to-question-someone-as.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-5563920035603871762</id><published>2010-01-30T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T20:09:20.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Walked back from home and saw 2 vans facing each other with their front lights on, blinking after another in sync. I actually stopped, stared and smiled to myself. Amazing how such simple things can please oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Had our A Math and E Math test yessterday. I think I may fail my A math. Oh well. Made some stupid mistake at the E math test even though it was easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So band practice was better today. We had marching and this time the juniors merged with us. &lt;br /&gt;Then had combined all the way. Realised that Hayyan quited yesterday so Cherise and I told Taufiq. James was missing. Heard the professional recording of 'Procession to Peace'. Yeah we seriously have to improve more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am thinking about a question asked recently. Have I ever thought about quitting band?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did in fact. Quite alot when I was in secondary 1. I didn't get a chance to listen to the band perform during the sec1 CCA display. It rained when it was my class's turn, so all I saw were the members rushing out of the downpour. &lt;br /&gt;My senior(s), even now, skip band practices. I can truthfully say that it felt awful to practice alone at a corner while other sections have groups to learn with. Especially when I came into band with almost zero knowledge about instruments and music. But at I had least had Taufiq who comes every now and then to teach me. &lt;br /&gt;And then at secondary 2, I had to help my juniors. With personal experience I decided to stay and be responsible, so at least they can have a senior to somehow, hopefully am able to depend on.&lt;br /&gt;So now... I grew to like band. After 2 years of being with them I understood what being part of something was. This is my first CCA I took that lasted over a year, in fact. Anyways what matters is now. I did, but now don't think of quiting anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-5563920035603871762?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5563920035603871762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5563920035603871762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/01/walked-back-from-home-and-saw-2-vans.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-7521246593106663232</id><published>2010-01-28T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:38:45.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pardon the lack of posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday... I forgot what happened. Remembered that band practice wasn't good. But at least I know I did what I had to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our chemistry SPA on wednesday. Got pure salt from a mixed solution by filtering and evaporating. It was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our fist period for today was reading period. Loads of people from our class didn't bring books, unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second was PE and we ran our 2.4. I felt like puking halfway through but kept on since then my effort for that few rounds would be wasted if I were to retake. I failed the timing, but it didn't matter for now. WC was unwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't really in the mood for A math but tried to pay attention. At least I understood important points, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the recess was spent changing, We therefore didn't manage to eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher was late for MT lesson so the classroom was really noisy. But it felt fun to relax, hahas. She came when some others went to find her. We then did some composition writing and left it as homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were late for our Bio lesson at the lab. Teacher was kinda angry and planned to make us return after school to complete the cell experiment but it was cancelled. I partnered with Shi Yun and our microscope were all spoilt. Was feeling really annoyed, especially when teacher ignored my calls and was too busy to help. We didn't even manage to see the cells, which was the aim of the experiment. Yeah. Got into a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had CME where we chose which groups we wanted to be in. I naturally chose ICT, hehz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag reply;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amellia Ismail&lt;/b&gt;: SOON! I'm too busy at the moment! D:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-7521246593106663232?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7521246593106663232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7521246593106663232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/01/pardon-lack-of-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-1625715507767452671</id><published>2010-01-25T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T21:00:36.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm doing my history homework thats to be handed in on wednesday since I'll end late due to CCA tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;My brain HURTS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-1625715507767452671?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1625715507767452671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1625715507767452671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-doing-my-history-homework-thats-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-5360748232924173896</id><published>2010-01-25T18:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:59:00.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm getting so hungry so easily nowadays. Oh no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our english compre test today. I wanted to pee so badly during the test, ahhh. I won't score that badly, will I? Grace and Wei Chuan were shocked to see me finish it so quickly. I always write down whatever first pops into my head. So yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate some snacks during recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio lesson was quite confusing. Couldn't really get what teacher said. This is bad, I really have to start studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS teacher wasn't present and the class cheered, hahas. We however still had work to do, aw. I think none of us managed to finish the assignment. It was too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher talked about chapter 5 during MT lesson. We got released really late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got freaking scolded for being late. Its not like its our choice that the teacher released us late right? I really dislike the noise level of the entire level I was in. And I still have to bear with it for another year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amellia Ismail&lt;/b&gt;: Sigh, you evil owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trombonist&lt;/b&gt;: I don't know their names!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-5360748232924173896?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5360748232924173896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5360748232924173896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-getting-so-hungry-so-easily-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-2907892327183898908</id><published>2010-01-24T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T17:29:15.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This shall be the post about the camp from the 20th to 22nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1.&lt;br /&gt;We assembled at the hall and had a long talk about the safetly precautions we were to take and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Then got on the bus. I sat with Grace while Wei Chuan gladly sat alone so that she could take up more space. Until a teacher sat beside her, that is.&lt;br /&gt;We reached and the area was so green. I was surprisingly only slightly giddy from the trip due to the turns. I didn't puke!&lt;br /&gt;Set up our tent under the hot sun. We had to fit 7 people in a 6-men tent, including our bags. Therefore complained and someone went over to another tent, giving us more space.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was alright. They gave us some kind of weird drink that tasted like sweet rice? Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;Walked alongside an old man to the rice paddy to help pluck weeds. The route there was uber long and rocky. Our feet sank into the mud once we got into the paddy. It was wet and squishy. Did I mention that we had to be barefooted and that almost everyone suspects and believes that the so-called 'mud' was fertilised soil, also known as cow poop? In other words, we were waddling around a wet rice field, knee deep in animal feces. Sweet. There were also loads of bugs; dead and live ones. I fell on my butt, as expected. My shorts was wet with the 'mud' and water, so I decided to use the water again to get the mud off. At least I was somehow less muddy. Wei Chuan and some others didn't go on due to reasons. It was fun, really. An experience you can't have anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to go plant some banana trees and was expecting it to be fun, but it sadly had to be cancelled as there were thunder in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;It rained for awhile and then stopped. So we went to walk around the area and visit an 84 year old man. Got to smell leaves of the trees while we were walking. The house the man lived in sure was simple, pleasant and welcoming. It rained while we were there with the instructor. Had to rush back to the hall under the heavy rain. Gosh I was freezing.&lt;br /&gt;We were allowed to have our bath and dinner, but our entire class except for a boy didn't get bathe. Why? We were told that we were allowed to eat until 7.45pm and report by 8.15pm, but somehow they made us report by 7.45pm. Like what the... The food was nice though. It was, as emphasised, O-R-G-A-N-I-C food. The rice was plump and nice.&lt;br /&gt;Our night walk was cancelled due to the rain, sigh. So we did our reflection. Walked all the way near where the buses were parked as the hall was too noisy. It got really dark at night, so using your flashlight was a MUST.&lt;br /&gt;Got dismissed and we had our bath. The toilet was open-aired and the lights were spoilt so we had to bath under our torchlights. Grace, WC and I went into the same cubicle. Two turned and used the torchlight behind for the other to bathe in. Took turns like that.&lt;br /&gt;Time for our sleep but our tent was really messy so we had to pack. Didn't use the sleeping bags and just slept on the tent floor which was kind of dirty. Didn't have enough space to turn at all too. I was sleeping at the corner and therefore had to be extra careful not to lean on the wet tent cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at about 5.30am and washed-up. It was dark once again and we used our torchlights. Gathered for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Shocked to see the amount of flies gathering over the hall lights. It was horrifying. There were also huge flies that kept dropping onto the ground and climbing up on people.&lt;br /&gt;Went for the mountain climbing. It was called Gunung Lambak. Wei Chuan didn't go as she wasn't feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;We took the bus there, which was totally bumpy. Saw the bus take over a truck by switching lanes back and forth, which was dangerous. We didn't get hit though as there weren't any oncoming vehicles, but I still didn't feel comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;Got to the mountain and assembled. Some went to the toilet and we headed off. It was 500metres above sea level vertically, so we actually went more than that as we were on the slope.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like giving up while walking to the STARTING POINT. The route was so rough and steep. It was like climbing stairs on a totally uneven and rocky surface. But who was I to complain. Grace made me go on by encouraging me. Yeah I swear I wouldn't have made it to the top if not for Grace. THANKS! Even though I felt like puking at the summit and didn't get to fully enjoy the view, it felt awesome. And then we had to trek back down.&lt;br /&gt;My legs were shivering due to exhaustion and fear while going down. Felt as if I could slip and fall any moment. Had some close encounters, but I didn't fall at all. The climb to the top used your energy and endurance, while going back down made you plan your every step carefully and test your fear of falling and heights. The chairperson and others helped each other all the time. I was really starting to like 3R1 by then.&lt;br /&gt;Walking all the way back to our bus stop drained more of my energy. Had our lunch but I didn't eat much due to loss of appetite. The banana was nice though, haha. We played some games while waiting for the bus to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;Most of us slept on the bus trip back to the camp site. My arm was sore from all the bumping against the window. Ow.&lt;br /&gt;Had our water activity. Grace and WC didn't go for the bamboo rafting as Grace had an injury and WC still wasn't well. I teamed up with Meredith and Isabell (wait, spelling error?) for the rafting. It wasn't all that fun as it was just pulling and moving. Somehow Isabell got angry and the mood was ruined. Good thing was that none of us got wet at all even though we tried sitting and standing on the bamboo raft. Hehz.&lt;br /&gt;It rained so we went to the hall and did some cheers and prepared our skit until it stopped.&lt;br /&gt;Had the water obstacle course and Grace was so happy when another teacher allowed her to go for it. I didn't do much at all because there was lightning by the time my turn arrived. All I got to do was get wet while getting my way back to the surface and do the balancing thing.&lt;br /&gt;Had a fast shower. Grace and I went into the cubicle with the broken door. We took turns guarding the using the torch as yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;Had our dinner and then our campfire/canfire. It rained so the firewood was wet and we couldn't have a proper one. Instead we used a can as a base for a small fire. But what the heck, the performances by our classes and others were fun. I found a bug in my pants halfway through though. It stung me a few times so I trapped it by folding a layer using my fingers. Some guy from the class beside helped squish it while another girl from the class beside and Grace helped smash it with the bottle when I rolled up my pants to get it out. Go teamwork!&lt;br /&gt;The performances ended late so we got to sleep late too. My toe was injured and had quite a wound, which hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3.&lt;br /&gt;We were trapped in our tent as it was raining outside. Therefore we took a longer time to prepare and washup and eventually got late for the assembling.&lt;br /&gt;Packed up our tents and also had to clean the boy's side. It was disgusting, with socks thrown everywhere. Some also claimed to have seen a pad there. Why is that even there? &lt;br /&gt;We cleaned up and had extra time, so we played some games. I don't know the names of it, but that doesn't change anything.&lt;br /&gt;Then had some class matches but it wasn't anything sport-related due to the wet field. Sigh. Played some sign-guessing game. I know the name but have no idea how to spell it. Also played 'broken telephone'. Our class had quite a lot of people and so we weren't that good at it. Did some activity that made us stand real close together and sit on each other's lap. I almost fell because Camellia, who was behind, was falling too. We also had to say our class cheer while in that position. Hard it was, but fun too. We then played a different type of whacko where the person standing behind had to help call out names. I got called out once and managed to hit someone so I stood behind another. Somehow I zoned out when his name got called, ahhh. The game was great.&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch and got told the class rankings before going on the bus back home!&lt;br /&gt;Most slept on the bus as we were oh so tired.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and Grace wanted me to eat with her so I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't get rid of the habit of shaking my head when I feel a fly nearby as I did that too many times at the camp. Better rid of it fast or I'll look like a mad woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class really bonded. Not making it to the top few doesn't matter; we did our best.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to miss KOREF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-2907892327183898908?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/2907892327183898908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/2907892327183898908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-shall-be-post-about-camp-from-20th.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-2559828148123002864</id><published>2010-01-23T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T22:00:13.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm too tired to blog about the camp. Sorry, but I should be able to do so by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band practice today was dissapointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch and then went to the salon with mom, sis and grandma. Grandma permed her hair so it took really long. I changed my fringe's style. Need time to get used to it. I look kinda different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes feel so sore. Probably due to the lack of sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-2559828148123002864?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/2559828148123002864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/2559828148123002864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-too-tired-to-blog-about-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-1725555089497218665</id><published>2010-01-22T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T22:00:46.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The was really very unlike anything I've tried. Even though it was fairly harsh (weird-smelling water, flies banging onto you every few seconds etc.), our class really bonded. My entire body is sore from the mountain trekking but the feeling was great when everything was over.&lt;br /&gt;More details to be posted tomorrow, am going to sleep early and go for tomorrow's band practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch, my toe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-1725555089497218665?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1725555089497218665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1725555089497218665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-back-was-really-very-unlike-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-3256820394837401002</id><published>2010-01-18T22:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T23:12:29.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am pooped. Soap went into my eye while I was bathing and it hurt. No matter how fun foamy face wash is, I guess you must take precautions. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the dentist and therefore missed half of the english lesson. The dentist remembers me from primary school, hahas. Wait, maybe that's not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways the trip took way longer because the lamp was spoilt and wouldn't turn on. Had to use another lamp.&lt;br /&gt;Arrived back in english lesson after helping call some students down. I don't think I missed much, since I managed to do the classwork.&lt;br /&gt;Also went out and asked teacher about our recent english essay results. Am pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace actually persuaded me to go eat with her at the canteen. Gosh, has our roles been reversed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure bio. Teacher was so entertaining, hahas. Especially when her super creepy handphone ringtone started playing.&lt;br /&gt;Am however worried about future tests involving essay writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the lab for pure chem. Oh my gosh it was so boring I wanted to sleep with my eyes open. Teacher was talking all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went through chapter 4 in MT lesson. Am proud to say that Wei Chuan was actually quieter than last lesson. I managed to pay an acceptable amount of attention, before doodling on my textbook. Hey, actually being in attention is an improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly was horrible. Well not that bad actually. I found the presentations interesting but our dismissal time was... urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back for about half an hour and tried to help out with the class flag for the camp and the notice board. Went home early since I had to bring mom to the hospital for her swollen leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp is in 2 days. Ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMELLIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its too bad you didn't recieve my 12am text for some reason):&lt;br /&gt;And, did you do the surgery for your turtle keychain or did you lose his leg?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-3256820394837401002?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/3256820394837401002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/3256820394837401002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/01/am-pooped.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-8802724203408222849</id><published>2010-01-16T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T22:53:47.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am going to change my blogskin and I am going to do so soon. Been using this owl city inspired skin for months, which is a new record for me.&lt;br /&gt;Actually made one in december, but wasn't pleased. Here's a screenshot of what I made, but decided to not use. The colour combination wasn't as expected and it turned out to be so dull. Urgh, this is one of my failed blogskins. Am happy about the repeative background that I made though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rjit_YjaWgY/S1HS3sXYjdI/AAAAAAAABlM/1_ULWyOpLx0/s1600-h/ss.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rjit_YjaWgY/S1HS3sXYjdI/AAAAAAAABlM/1_ULWyOpLx0/s200/ss.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427350880202034642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently working on another and I hope it won't turn out that bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-8802724203408222849?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8802724203408222849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8802724203408222849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-going-to-change-my-blogskin-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rjit_YjaWgY/S1HS3sXYjdI/AAAAAAAABlM/1_ULWyOpLx0/s72-c/ss.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-6020152764007784377</id><published>2010-01-16T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T21:33:58.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gonna be a fast one because I don't want my ice-cream to melt and I don't like soggy ice-cream. Why don't I just drink milkshakes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band practice and we did marching again. Cherise didn't know that we were to assemble at the ground floor, so she missed part of it.&lt;br /&gt;Today was so sunny and we were marching under the sunlight. Talk about hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to the band room. We had sectionals and Taufiq helped to teach Cherise and Hayyan. It was productive, yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in for combined practice. Think that the band didn't sound that bad. We went through the slow section for Symphonium.&lt;br /&gt;Realised that James got a phone recently. Got his number from Sandy and you bet I plan to sms him everytime he isn't present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with SHI YING (I remembered!) to shop for some stuff. We took quite long trying to find out how to get to her bus stop, but managed somehow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-6020152764007784377?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/6020152764007784377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/6020152764007784377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/01/gonna-be-fast-one-because-i-dont-want.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-1892128520521792449</id><published>2010-01-14T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T21:56:34.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A GREEN FLY THING BODYSLAMMED MY HEAD NOT LONG AGO. Felt so disgusted that I repeatively hit my head in attempt to brush it off. Shall blame the fly if I lose brain cells and in turn become stupider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This turned out to be quite a late post since I spent the afternoon trying to catch up with MLIA, but it happened to be over 70 pages so I just gave up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had english reading period! I think that it was fairly enjoyable, with the air-conditioning. Sad thing is that my legs cramped up oh so frequently, distracting me with the need to change my seating position every now and then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had PE, so I removed my glasses in preparation for the expected 2.4 run. However we had some fitness training exercise instead because there were already 4 classes running, and adding us would be too much. Yeah I was pleased, but my vision was blurred for nothing. We did some jumping jacks, high jumps and crunches (or whatever you spell it as). The boys did push ups and us girls were spared, hehz. &lt;br /&gt;Then we played catching, with teams based on gender. There were more boys than girls, so it was expected that we took longer time trying to get the, aye?  The boys were so enthusiastic. I was shocked when I saw them charging against us in a strategic way. It was practically a certain death for us, hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't really concentrate during A Math. Made so many mistakes while doing practice questions that I became a question later than teacher. Ahh, how am I going to pass like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate during recess with Rebecca. One more thing I am happy about this new class is that I actually have someone to eat with, buahahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT came and we did some filing. Also got back our chinese book test we took on tuesday. Wow they marked fast. I scored a 41/50! *GASP* I actually done well in the test despite only finishing reading the book on the morning of the test. It isn't something to brag about, but I was actually prepared to fail. This happened to me last year with my geography results too; procrastination actually helped me score better results. But no, I must not accept that statement.&lt;br /&gt;We then went through chapter 3 of our textbook. Wei Chuan was being totally random and was chatting away with the people infront. Couldn't concentrate with all her laughing. Ah, you'll be the first I'll haunt if I ever fail a test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio. We did a worksheet and teacher also told us some stuff about her previous classes and their results. Her teaching style is new to me, that I must agree. But I'm actually feeling stressed by the sudden increase of responsibility I have to take. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did more A Math stuff during CME. Then had to give ideas for the flag and notice board decoration. I am pleased with the flag design! &lt;br /&gt;Were dismissed later because the class was too noisy and weren't cooperating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Wait, off to eat tibits now.&lt;/s&gt; Back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch with WC at mac. I lent her $5 since she had to pay $20 for printing fees and didn't have enough. Now she owes me money! -Instert evil laugher-. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec3 camp starts next week. Oh no. I'm feeling too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like doing any homework. Shall go play the DS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-1892128520521792449?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1892128520521792449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1892128520521792449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/01/green-fly-thing-bodyslammed-my-head-not.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-4651024426480106612</id><published>2010-01-13T20:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:17:18.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Apologies for not blogging lately. Was cramming for the chinese book test on monday and went out to dinner for mom's birthday on tuesday, thus leaving almost no time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found bird poop on my bag after school on monday. I was too disgusted too clean it off and thus asked dad to help. Then wiped the part with dettol detergent a few times. On tuesday morning, I saw 2 birds humping once I left my block. Perhaps a flock of birds may chase me one day, for all I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot most of the things that happened, needless to say. &lt;br /&gt;I remember Wei Chuan getting her long lost wallet back though. I didn't realise how yellow 50-cent coins could turn over 4 months soaked in water. They really resembled $1 coins, except for the size, that is.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much for band practice on tuesday other than that we had some serious talk over the attendance.&lt;br /&gt;Realised that it was tiring to listen to laboratory instructions and rules for 3 times, due to our triple science lessons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the 2.4 run tomorrow. Ahhhh I'm so not prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta rush for homework now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weichuann :B&lt;/b&gt;: Yes it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trombonist&lt;/b&gt;: Kays, I'll change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rushhzx,: O&lt;/b&gt;: No, I don't blame you since you didn't do it intentionally. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fiqz&lt;/b&gt;: Ah, I see...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-4651024426480106612?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/4651024426480106612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/4651024426480106612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/01/apologies-for-not-blogging-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-5671024002202687712</id><published>2010-01-09T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:19:01.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We had marching first in the morning during band practice. Xue Qi and I were surprised when we didn't see Rebecca, but it turned out that she was ill.&lt;br /&gt;The weather was so hot while we were marching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had basic warm-ups and the trombones and euphoniums went with Mr Yu to the music room for some practice while others did sectionals. &lt;br /&gt;James and Hayyan were present during a productive sectional, at last. Taufiq was there too after a long time. &lt;br /&gt;We mostly had problems with rhythms due to 'Symphonium' and its time changes. Later on Mr Yu told me to get the 1st trombone score and try out their solo too. To think that I was relieved when I first saw Symphonium had no high notes, but now I have to play up to high G. Practice practice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-5671024002202687712?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5671024002202687712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5671024002202687712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-had-marching-first-in-morning-during.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-680355043769570507</id><published>2010-01-08T21:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:49:54.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have been packed with homework these few days, thus being unable to blog. Ok well the homework were actually holiday homework(s) that I didn't complete (shush) and I couldn't blog because I spent too much time watching the TV and using the computer for games. BUT! All that matters is that I managed to complete my homework, aye?&lt;br /&gt;My resolution to be more serious for secondary 3 shall start next month... or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the secondary one CCA display thingy yesterday. Was the only one in the section playing for all the songs. Did the solo for each group. I didn't make much mistakes though, I hope. Our first few performances weren't good because we didn't do proper warm-ups and the full band wasn't there. Was so tired after performing for about 18 groups, even though some came and listened together. &lt;br /&gt;Hayyan and Cherise came. Was relieved when I saw them. James came too but wasn't in the performance.&lt;br /&gt;Had to stay up to finish my math mindmap. Curse me and my procrastination. I must get rid of this habit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will not go into details with lessons since I forgot most about it, heh. The thing I remember clearly though, was that it was so hard to concentrate with Wei Chuan beside me. &lt;br /&gt;WEI CHUAN! IT'S SO HARD TO LISTEN TO LESSONS WITH YOU BESIDE! Though I can't deny that I enjoy our converstations, hahas. I still manage talk to Grace even with WC inbetween us.&lt;br /&gt;Am missing Amellia and Amanda. They're the best study partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English test today and my composition's ending really sucks. Urgh there goes my marks. &lt;br /&gt;We also had an overdose of math lesson today. A total of 3 hours of A math and E math lessons. I could feel my brain hurting from too much thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch with Wei Chuan and we saw one of her friends who jokingly said something about us resembling Ah Lians with our pierced ears. I actually consider that as an insult, but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my height measured on thursday and I didn't grow. Guess I'm stuck at 167. My weight actually dropped to 57.&lt;br /&gt;Tried out a BMI measuring website. &lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/parent/food/weight/bmi_charts.html"&gt;Click to visit.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1% more to a nice 50%. RAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rjit_YjaWgY/S0c1SRsVYcI/AAAAAAAABlE/zlj1RO4vt9U/s1600-h/untitled.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 122px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rjit_YjaWgY/S0c1SRsVYcI/AAAAAAAABlE/zlj1RO4vt9U/s200/untitled.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424362864294322626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I placed this for future reference in my own growth progess. Don't get any wrong ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still have to finish reading an entire chinese book for some test next week. Oh no. But I guess reading 1 chinese book per year will help, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother said I had 'super ears' because I was able to HEAR his handphone's vibration even when we were in different rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag reply;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weichuann :B&lt;/b&gt;: Yes, yes the breast thing. Especially when Grace asked if she could touch it LOL.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-680355043769570507?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/680355043769570507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/680355043769570507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/01/have-been-packed-with-homework-these.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rjit_YjaWgY/S0c1SRsVYcI/AAAAAAAABlE/zlj1RO4vt9U/s72-c/untitled.PNG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-7322709187690383130</id><published>2010-01-05T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T21:48:34.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Assembly and we had our first reading period after that. It was kinda short since we had to be briefed on what to do and stuff. I only got a few pages into the book when we were told to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our classroom moved down to the first floor due to a boy's injury. Cool, now we can make us of the new shelves that was provided for the lower secondary only. Buahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was chemistry, I think. Yea I'm too lazy to check the timetable now. We did some notes and were given an entire chapter to do as homework. Wow, an entire chapter of homework on the second day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had recess and I helped Grace buy a green pen. Boy, the bookshop sure was full. There wasn't any stock on my chinese workbook, so I guess I'm workbookless for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then had A math. Lesson wasn't that bad since I managed to understand the work given. I didn't get what teacher was saying, though, since I was too busy trying out the worksheet. Oops?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then pure physics. The teacher was a guy and he started off with slides introducing himself. He also called out names by register and while calling for Grace's name, he mistook Wei Chuan for her since she was in the middle of raising her fist, preparing to hit me. Hahs, it sure was funny. Then we spent the rest of the lesson talking crap. I think this was when WC started talking about her head. I better not mention too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, biology. We just talked about lab rules. And teacher was making us laugh once again. I can't remember what we did after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with Rebecca, where we saw Xue Qi and Xuan Lin and ate together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayyan was present for band practice. He said he overslept when I asked about his absence. Ah...&lt;br /&gt;I accidently took the wrong instrument since I was rushing. Only found out when we were about to begin our warm-up. Hahas, that was a first. &lt;br /&gt;Practiced 'Tequila' and 'Dancing queen'. It was long, and cold. Then rehearsed for the orientation thingy. I accidently messed up at the back part but I don't think anyone noticed. We were released late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH HOMEWORK BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-7322709187690383130?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7322709187690383130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7322709187690383130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/01/assembly-and-we-had-our-first-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-7291312096375371171</id><published>2010-01-04T17:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T18:06:44.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was so tired throughout lesson time. Urgh, I guess this is what happens when you sleep at 2am and wake up at 6am. I just couldn't sleep last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a long assembly with the prize giving and introduction of teachers etc. My leg was cramping as usual. Sigh, some things never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to class and did some admin stuff. Our form teacher would be Mrs Pong. Gotta remember that name. She didn't spend any hesitation telling us that the school had high expectations of us since we were the top class. &lt;br /&gt;I sat beside Shi Yun since Grace wanted to sit with Wei Chuan. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in class during recess and finished up the science homework. I wasn't the only ones with blank spaces, hahas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our pure biology lesson and the teacher was quite entertaining. Currently not regretting taking pure bio right now, though the essay thing sounds tiresome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure chemisty. The teacher talked a little too fast. Oh no, I'm not good with fast teachers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some basic stuff for MT lesson too. The teacher seemed alright. I didn't manage to catch her name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly was cancelled and we thus had some FT time. Got dismissed early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea this is gonna be a short post since I'm freaking drained of energy right now. May be taking a short nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classroom is at the 4th floor but Amellia and Amanda's are at the 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;I AM JEALOUS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-7291312096375371171?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7291312096375371171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7291312096375371171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-was-so-tired-throughout-lesson-time.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-6577238275924575265</id><published>2010-01-03T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:59:05.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SCHOOL STARTS TOMORROW! Ahh. Goodbye holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-6577238275924575265?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/6577238275924575265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/6577238275924575265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/01/school-starts-tomorrow-ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-7045324430481181264</id><published>2010-01-01T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:00:41.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR! YAY I WAS ACCURATE AT LAST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-7045324430481181264?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7045324430481181264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7045324430481181264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-yay-i-was-accurate-at.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-8197440335019937539</id><published>2009-12-31T23:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T23:41:22.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out with Grace and Wei Chuan today because its WC's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;We went for kbox. Ok yea I don't know how to spell the full thing and am too lazy to check it out so lets just stick with kbox.&lt;br /&gt;Wei Chuan sang loads of songs and Grace joined in for most. I sat and watched them sing mostly because they were all chinese songs and I have no idea how to read the lyrics and the tune. Amellia didn't come due to some reason, sigh. I had no one to be miserable with. Hahas, ok just kidding. It was actually entertaining to watch others sing. Regret not bringing a jacket though, was freezing there.&lt;br /&gt;Then walked around trying to find some stuff to do. Went into the library but it closed soon after.&lt;br /&gt;Took the bus home with Wei Chuan. It was a short day, so we're planning another outing when school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rehearsed the orientation thingy during the last 2 days of band practice.&lt;br /&gt;I was the only one present in my section though. I've almost given up on James, Cherise didn't respond to my sms and I don't have Hayyan's number. I don't really know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close to half an hour to 2010! Hopefully, I won't miss the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;♥ ' SUYI&lt;/b&gt;: Done. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amellia Ismail&lt;/b&gt;: Hehz, you say that most of the time too. Hahas.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, here's a huge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:300%;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEI CHUAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make up for today. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-8197440335019937539?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8197440335019937539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8197440335019937539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/12/went-out-with-grace-and-wei-chuan-today.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-1643897935763844059</id><published>2009-12-25T16:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T19:14:59.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was bored, as always. So I tried making a signature thingy. I think its called a siggy.&lt;br /&gt;Got crazy over the colours. I can't remember how many different combinations I tried out, hahas. I got the C4D stock from &lt;a href="http://oohereticoo.deviantart.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and it rocks.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I used this picture, taken from &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/509556"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rjit_YjaWgY/SzR-_4tXRHI/AAAAAAAABk8/waorxckrji8/s1600-h/509556_84591579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rjit_YjaWgY/SzR-_4tXRHI/AAAAAAAABk8/waorxckrji8/s200/509556_84591579.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419095887653061746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And edited it with the stocks until it became like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rjit_YjaWgY/SzR-5QbW67I/AAAAAAAABk0/qRZ96Pra3zE/s1600-h/Untitled-1+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 86px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rjit_YjaWgY/SzR-5QbW67I/AAAAAAAABk0/qRZ96Pra3zE/s200/Untitled-1+copy.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419095773760908210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of the final piece. Hey, it was my first attempt with C4D stocks and I think it wasn't that bad. Kinda regret making it so small though. But nevermind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-1643897935763844059?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1643897935763844059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1643897935763844059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-was-bored-as-always.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rjit_YjaWgY/SzR-_4tXRHI/AAAAAAAABk8/waorxckrji8/s72-c/509556_84591579.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-1856583971030347694</id><published>2009-12-25T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T00:01:54.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DARN! I was a minute late.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-1856583971030347694?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1856583971030347694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1856583971030347694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/12/darn-i-was-minute-late.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-9074160586555179581</id><published>2009-12-24T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T20:34:08.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday's band chalet was alright. Xue Qi and I met at tampines mart at about 2pm. I was late since I &lt;i&gt;kinda&lt;/i&gt; spent too long on the computer and had to rush for my shower and lunch. I woke up early though, because my brother went off for work and was so noisy.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, why am I blogging about stuff with the sequence of events backwards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways we were supposed to meet at some bus stop near tampines junior college BUT I had no idea how to go there. My brother tried helping me with the directions using Google Street View (which was amazingly clear and accurate) but I didn't want to take any chances of getting lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, I was late. But luckily, XQ herself was late too. Walked and took the bus. We, unexpectedly, were early. So we went to the park and sat and talked. Gosh it was windy. Kinda glad now that I straightened my hair. If not, it would probably be in tangles no human could undo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at the chalet after walking. Got a little lost while finding the room since Xue Qi wasn't really familiar with the place and I was, as expected, hopeless. &lt;br /&gt;We did almost nothing in the room. Played with my DS while the others chatted and/or played with their own stuff. This went on for quite awhile before I got really hungry and tried making XQ go find some food with me. Well, I rushed for my lunch and only ate HALF a bowl of rice.&lt;br /&gt;However, I didn't get my food as we got called to go to the barbeque pit. Sigh. It was really windy, once again. Spent most of the time talking and playing with my DS again. &lt;br /&gt;I only ate 2 satays and 2 chicken wings. I think the same went for XQ. We decided to leave at about 7.30pm. &lt;br /&gt;But by 'decided', we took almost half an hour trying to settle it with stuff such as 'rock, paper, sissors' and by flipping a coin. The flipping of coin and stuff were useless though, since we couldn't decide if we wanted to follow what the results gave us. &lt;br /&gt;Wow, we make one heck of a pair. Don't ever ask us to make decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xue Qi and I got off at different bus stops. I was shocked, really, when I realised that since I had no idea where to get off. But I did anyways and told XQ that I would call her for directions if I were to get lost.&lt;br /&gt;I got home safely though because I regonised the gas station from the Google Street View. It did save me, afterall. And I felt so proud/relieved that I managed to walk back home alone in route which I have never taken before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soles were kinda sore from all the walking though. Wait, they still are. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OH OH OH! I JUST FINISHED WATCHING 'THE LION KING'! Yeah, I only got to watch it even though I planned to do so days ago.&lt;br /&gt;The only song I could remember was 'Hakuna Matata', hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag reply;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amellia &amp; Wei Chuan&lt;/b&gt;: /facepalm&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-9074160586555179581?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/9074160586555179581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/9074160586555179581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterdays-band-chalet-was-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-5006395086524084291</id><published>2009-12-21T16:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T16:29:47.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People will be coming over tomorrow to paint the house. Oh no... they'll arrive in the MORNING. So yea, I have to wake up extra early. Bahs. Hope the paint doesn't smell.&lt;br /&gt;Blackie is kind of expected to go into hysterics tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-5006395086524084291?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5006395086524084291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5006395086524084291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/12/people-will-be-coming-over-tomorrow-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-8166043240767859746</id><published>2009-12-20T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T15:47:52.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so terribly bored. Need a new MMORPG game to play. I've practically given up on maplesea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-8166043240767859746?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8166043240767859746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8166043240767859746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-so-terribly-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-3866476577079228752</id><published>2009-12-19T17:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T19:06:33.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having long nails are so fun, hahas. Typing on the laptop with them causes some kind of clicking sound which makes me feel somewhat older. &lt;br /&gt;Ok FINE, I'm just bored out of my mind and need to blog about something. The above is still a fact, however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, I watched 'Twilight' on Starmovies a few days ago. Well it took me less than a few minutes to go back to playing the DS. The actor playing Bella sure is expressionless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planned to make a new blogskin today, but my sister is hogging the desktop, where all my codes are. Ah, nothing works out well for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how to respond to WC's and Amellia's tag, so tada! Count this paragraph as your response please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-3866476577079228752?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/3866476577079228752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/3866476577079228752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/12/having-long-nails-are-so-fun-hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-1734671980681967309</id><published>2009-12-16T15:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T15:16:59.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a dream that I was exercising last night. Weird, is my body trying to tell me something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need a new blogskin, but I'm always too lazy to make one. Sheesh, sometimes I can't stand myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-1734671980681967309?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1734671980681967309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1734671980681967309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-had-dream-that-i-was-exercising-last.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-8933616727226726293</id><published>2009-12-12T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T23:54:39.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My brother and I downloaded 'The Lion King'. I think we're gonna watch it tomorrow. It'll be my first time watching it, so hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so cute. Hover over it. &lt;a href="http://www.jellotime.com/"&gt;CLICK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackie is staring and barking at me right now. Think that she wants to get out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amellia Ismail&lt;/b&gt;: ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weichuann :B&lt;/b&gt;: YES I DID. But it doesn't make much of a difference for me.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-8933616727226726293?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8933616727226726293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8933616727226726293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-brother-and-i-downloaded-lion-king.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-4511606775352072021</id><published>2009-12-10T16:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:14:55.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up at 6.30am, and reached school at 7.50am. I was outside the band room when I met another band member, who told me that band started at 12pm. He also arrived at the wrong timing, I guess. I wasn't feeling mad, strangely. Just laughed at myself for being so stupid and regretted climbing up the 5 stories. &lt;br /&gt;The security guard regonises me, probably because of yesterday. I went with my mom to buy the books then and didn't wear shoes so I had to wait outside. And now, I arrived for my CCA at the wrong time. I'm horrible at first impressions, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the next 4 hours at home playing the DS and using the computer. Oh well, at least there's a bright side to waking up stupidly early for nothing; I get more time for games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got back for band practice. My hair was in a mess but I didn't care, hahas.&lt;br /&gt;We had sectionals for close to 2 hours. I can't believe I survived until the end of band practice. I was isolated most of the time and my lips were hurting.&lt;br /&gt;Had combined for awhile and we were kind of messed up since it was hard to follow the student conductor and hard for the student conductor to conduct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag reply;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amellia Ismail&lt;/b&gt;: Nope, I plan to start next week. Hehz.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-4511606775352072021?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/4511606775352072021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/4511606775352072021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-woke-up-at-6.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-8128502486018145044</id><published>2009-12-07T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:53:25.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BUAHH! I got the tune of 'Symphonium' stuck in my head and it won't go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tying up my hair when its totally straight is strangely tough. I even had to tie the rubber band tighter so that it won't slide off, like my first attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Was the only one in my section present for today's band practice. Where are they...&lt;br /&gt;We had warm-ups and did some kind of exercise to get our sound to blend together. I was the first person to get called up so I was kinda tired by the end. My fingers felt a little sore from not moving too.&lt;br /&gt;Had sectionals for an hour. Sat near with Sandy since our seniors and juniors weren't present. Realised that my score for 'Symphonium' was really boring. Urgh, everything just repeats itself. But hey, just because I find it uninteresting doesn't mean that I can play it well. Sometimes mess up on the rhythm, though I am catching up.&lt;br /&gt;Combined practice after a long break. Worked on our rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am utterly bored. Started playing Pokemon Platnium after its been laying inside the DS memory card for months. Can't wait for HeartGold and SoulSilver to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I have a total of 3 bruises this month. Yea I am aware its only the 7th day. I got 2 from the class chalet and one last night when I knocked onto something in the dark. Ouch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-8128502486018145044?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8128502486018145044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8128502486018145044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/12/buahh-i-got-tune-of-symphonium-stuck-in.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-7967537462798057494</id><published>2009-12-06T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T16:31:49.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't feel like doing any holiday homework. Oh no. I'll start when my brother returns from work, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amellia Ismail&lt;/b&gt;: Well, I don't like social gatherings, so I guess its probably just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trombonist&lt;/b&gt;: Yep. Done with your blog.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-7967537462798057494?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7967537462798057494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7967537462798057494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-feel-like-doing-any-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-7254467394688864329</id><published>2009-12-05T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T14:29:43.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yea, mom brought back Blackie's sister back home for fun a few days ago. She was totally white and named Snow. It should be painfully obvious which is which in the picture, so don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rjit_YjaWgY/Sxn9fKM4irI/AAAAAAAABks/5HoLPp7iqaA/s1600-h/DSC05167e.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rjit_YjaWgY/Sxn9fKM4irI/AAAAAAAABks/5HoLPp7iqaA/s200/DSC05167e.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411635139018525362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-7254467394688864329?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7254467394688864329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7254467394688864329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-yea-mom-brought-back-blackies-sister.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rjit_YjaWgY/Sxn9fKM4irI/AAAAAAAABks/5HoLPp7iqaA/s72-c/DSC05167e.PNG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-2600152959603198540</id><published>2009-12-03T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T19:59:43.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh I actually straightened my hair. It took about 4 hours for the process to be done. Wee, my hair is now really straight, and flat. &lt;br /&gt;I must resist the urge to twirl it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band practice today. I forgot most of the stuff. Cherise and Hayyan were missing. Cherise said that she just came back from overseas, but I have no idea about Hayyan since I don't have his handphone number.&lt;br /&gt;We practiced 'Symphonium' for the day. I'm so happy that I actually managed to cope with the sudden change in time signatures. We had sectionals and Mr Yu came to help James and I. Well, mostly James since he made loads of mistakes even on the simple long notes. Mr Yu and I stared at each other whenever he made errors. Then had combined practice again. We got dismissed late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired. But I must make use of time to play the DS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently am mad at my brother for eating up all the sushi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-2600152959603198540?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/2600152959603198540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/2600152959603198540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-my-gosh-i-actually-straightened-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-577452940255040129</id><published>2009-12-02T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T21:17:09.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shan't blog much about the class chalet yesterday. It'll be too negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I found this on my brother's livejournal. Read it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Every year, English teachers from across the country can submit their collections of actual analogies and metaphors found in high school essays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These excerpts are published each year to the amusement of teachers across the country. &lt;br /&gt;Here are last year's winners..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. She grew on him like she was a colony of E. Coli, and he was room-temperature Canadian beef. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. He was as tall as a six-foot, three-inch tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM machine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 P. M. instead of 7:30. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 P. M. Traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 P.M. At a speed of 35 mph. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant, and she was the East River. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Even in his last years, Granddad had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Shots rang out, as shots are won't to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. The ballerina rose gracefully en Pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-577452940255040129?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/577452940255040129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/577452940255040129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/12/shant-blog-much-about-class-chalet.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-4362846148976229736</id><published>2009-11-29T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T16:51:23.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't been updating much eh? Well, its not as if anything interesting happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching 'You think you can dance', or something like that on the new TV dad brought. We changed from a Plasma to a LED TV, which I think is worse. Oh well. Anyways, it amazes me how people can do such fast moves without falling. Hmmm. Mom fell asleep halfway through so it got less interesting as there was no one to talk to. My brother was right next to me with the DS, dad is cleaning up his fish tank and sis is using the other computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry. And oh, I have yet to start on any holiday homework. I plan to do it by the first week of december!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-4362846148976229736?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/4362846148976229736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/4362846148976229736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/11/havent-been-updating-much-eh-well-its.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-64412826554080499</id><published>2009-11-25T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T18:14:42.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up at 7.15am and rushed out of home. Sigh, why did I have to fall back asleep after the alarm went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had combined practice today. Did loads of warm-up and also tried playing 'Irish tune from Country Derry', or something like that. (Gosh that song it stuck in my head) The notes are high but the rhythm is easy. My mouth hurt. Also went through 'Ponyo' and I think the sec1s got lost. Went through 'Procession to Peace' a few times too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intend to make a blogskin today, and hope I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother rented season 10 of the Simpsons from the DVD store. Oh, the distraction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-64412826554080499?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/64412826554080499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/64412826554080499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-woke-up-at-7.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-1059984449324021770</id><published>2009-11-24T14:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T18:05:56.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's a class chalet and celebration for Mr Chong's birthday on december. Well, I wasn't informed until Grace asked me if I would be going. Seriously, I didn't want to go at all. I wasn't even told about what, when or where it would be held and suddenly I have to make a choice if I should or shouldn't go. The fee costs $30 too. Even those, like me, who don't plan on staying overnight and only going for a few hours have to pay the full fee. I seriously have no mood to go, but Grace persuaded me, so yeah. Don't expect much fun though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag reply;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amellia&lt;/b&gt;: Nevermind, fish is easier to chew on. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trombonist&lt;/b&gt;: Yea, hahas. I keep messing up the titles, sigh. Done with the relinking!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-1059984449324021770?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1059984449324021770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1059984449324021770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/11/theres-class-chalet-and-celebration-for.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-1901603207681971707</id><published>2009-11-23T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:17:00.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Majin Tantei Nougami Neuro is a great manga! I finally finished reading all 202 chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I shall go sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-1901603207681971707?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1901603207681971707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/1901603207681971707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/11/majin-tantei-nougami-neuro-is-great.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-8663482223775529389</id><published>2009-11-23T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:04:31.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man, I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's band practice consisted of cleaning up the band room, and a game at the end. Sometimes I can't believe how slow they can get, urgh! Hayyan was naturally more helpful compared to James. At least he helped with the cleaning of the cupboard, though he sat in it just after I finishing doing so. &lt;br /&gt;We had extra time left so we played a game. My reaction was too slow and was kicked out soon, hahs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, happy birthday Rebecca!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-8663482223775529389?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8663482223775529389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8663482223775529389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/11/man-im-hungry.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-5228519497254366419</id><published>2009-11-21T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T17:48:31.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was so tiring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at 7.30am was useless since the room only opened when it was nearing 8am. We did loads of warm-ups and a rehearsal in the band room.&lt;br /&gt;Left for the performance. We sounded so soft and my valve was slightly stuck even after oiling. Ahs. Don't think that it was good.&lt;br /&gt;Practiced more and more. Had lunch too and the food this time was actually nice! Though the curry vegetables were too spicy and I had to leave them. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;Went back up in a rush since I waited for Rebecca. We weren't late though and arrived at the exact time, according to her.&lt;br /&gt;More practicing while some people passed by. Dismissed at about 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry! But there's no food at home yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-5228519497254366419?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5228519497254366419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/5228519497254366419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-was-so-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-6241826384854004432</id><published>2009-11-20T18:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:05:30.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rjit_YjaWgY/SwZr2vvbc_I/AAAAAAAABkk/Y0XkB0DxvUU/s1600/Untitled-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rjit_YjaWgY/SwZr2vvbc_I/AAAAAAAABkk/Y0XkB0DxvUU/s200/Untitled-1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406126990977364978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tried making a blogskin. But my brother said that he didn't think it was nice, so I decided against it. At least I tried, eh? Will appreciate any comment about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll start blogging about band camp now. Be prepared. The time is based to the schedule we were given so no, I do not have such an amazing memory. It's likely estimated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day.&lt;br /&gt;0800: Arrived at school and found out that my bag was freaking huge compared to the others. And way heavier too. Oh shoot. I brought too much, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;0815: We first had a briefing and surrendered our handphones. Carrying my stuff up the 5 stories wasn't easy.&lt;br /&gt;0900: Combined. Did some warm-ups and tried reading a new piece. I forgot the name of it, but I remember it consisted of high notes that terrify. Taufiq was there so I didn't get lost.&lt;br /&gt;1200: Lunch! I was so hungry by then. Ate at the food court with Rebecca and Xue Qi and Mavis. But I had to leave early with others for a SLF rehearsal. &lt;br /&gt;1315: Missed a little of the games since the SLF rehearsal was dragged longer than I expected. We still managed to play for awhile. Got split into groups and the group I was in played basketball. I didn't play much since I had no idea about the rules and stuff. I'm obviously not a big fan of sports. My stupid instinct to smack the ball away whenever it comes close also happened when we were supposed to catch it.&lt;br /&gt;1530: Sectionals. Split into woodwind and brasses. I don't think anything interesting happened. &lt;br /&gt;1700: Marching time. Too bad it was drizzling, so we didn't manage to move from our spot. It was much more enjoyable than I expected. Though I sometimes get commands mixed up, I managed to survive. Mr Yeo shouted the commands real loudly.&lt;br /&gt;1800: Dinner and bath time. I followed the others and went to bathe before eating since we would have a better chance of finding a cubicle. I think we were limited to only 3 cubicles for bathing? We weren't the only CCA having and camp too, so it was crowded by the time I finished. Ate later and the food was so unappetising.&lt;br /&gt;1930: Combined practice. I can't remember much. I think we tried reading a new song titled 'Pursuit'. I was lost almost immediately, ahh. &lt;br /&gt;2130: Then it was music/video apprecation time and we had a long talk about it. Got to listen to come music pieces too. There were no videos, sadly. &lt;br /&gt;2230: Started packing and washing up. Also got told that we wouldn't be staying overnight tomorrow but heading back home due to the lack of space. &lt;br /&gt;2300: Went to the ISH and prepared for sleep. Chatted with the others for awhile and almost everyone was still awake. When we were on the topic of chinese names, I actually asked Xue Qi what her chinese name was. It's sad how my brain refuses to think before speaking casually. Almost got to sleep but Xue Qi woke me up by poking me. I managed to sleep shortly after she stopped talking. I think Rebecca was the first to sleep. I woke up in the middle of the night again as I always do for no reason. Gosh it was freakingly quiet. Took me awhile to get back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2.&lt;br /&gt;0630: Woke up early while feeling strangely awake. Washed up and changed.&lt;br /&gt;0715: Went down for breakfast! We had to wait for half an hour more since it arrived late. I was starting to feel really sleepy by then. The breakfast consisted of a nugget, some pizza about the size of your fist and a chocolate roll. I didn't eat the chocolate one since I don't like having sweet stuff in the morning, so I ate another pizza from XQ, who didn't want it. It felt good being stuffed. Hahs.&lt;br /&gt;0800: Had sectionals for awhile, I think. Remember Taufiq coming and teaching me the piece 'Mamma Mia'. Hayyan was walking around, oh gosh. But he managed to play some parts.&lt;br /&gt;1030: Games time again. I saw Amellia at the basketball court. We played captain's ball at the field, which was wet and muddy. My shoes, ahh. The ball was wet too. I got to be the defender since no one else went there. Hahas, that was the only position I knew how to play anyways. It sure was more fun than yesterday, ignoring that fact that my shoes were really muddy. I passed by Amellia again when heading back up. Heard her say something about a 'flower'. Hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;1200: Lunch time, but we had to go for another SLF rehearsal. We practiced more this time since we were given unlimited time. Arms were so sore after carring the stuff up and down. Ate lunch afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;1315: Combined practice. Did 'Mamma Mia' and also read another new piece titled 'Symphonium'. I think its a great new song, though I will really need time to learn it.&lt;br /&gt;1600: Marching was cancelled. People performing for the SLF thing stayed back for more practice. So yea, I arrived home at about 6pm. Or was it 5pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt so nice to be back home! I ate dinner almost at once as I was starving. Ah, home food tastes so good. Then bathed and watched movies with my brother while eating junk food. Yea, my family rented movies while I was out. Great, uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So! About today's band practice.&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at school and went up. Was almost late because I waited for the others to finish talking. &lt;br /&gt;Did the warm-ups and stuff. I can't remember much of what happened today. I'm getting old, sigh. &lt;br /&gt;Had some breakfast break that was about half an hour long. I slept through it since I wasn't hungry. Yet.&lt;br /&gt;Had combined again and the SLF perfoming people went over to the music room for practice. I now have to stand and perform. &lt;br /&gt;Got released at 12pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow this is quite a long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLF performance is tomorrow. Wish us luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-6241826384854004432?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/6241826384854004432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/6241826384854004432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-i-tried-making-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rjit_YjaWgY/SwZr2vvbc_I/AAAAAAAABkk/Y0XkB0DxvUU/s72-c/Untitled-1.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-6551360874432706624</id><published>2009-11-17T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T17:52:13.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The bathroom smells like apples and strawberries, oh gosh. Sister's using those kind of fruit-scented soaps, which I think smells too sweet. Ah, my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started watching 'Paranormal Activity' at about 1am the day before yesterday. Yes, my brother somehow convinced me to watch it with him at such a late hour. We didn't finish it though since it was getting late and mom and dad were coming home soon. It was still scary enough to creep me out though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have yet to pack up for tomorrow's camp. Aren't I prepared?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-6551360874432706624?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/6551360874432706624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/6551360874432706624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/11/bathroom-smells-like-apples-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-8940202711480295190</id><published>2009-11-17T15:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T15:12:27.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My life is totally boring nowadays, so yeah. This explains the lack of posts. Been either using the computer for FB, playing the DS or reading books. &lt;br /&gt;Realised that East Spring Primary, my former primary school, is gonna change their uniform! Am jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, I'm going off for band camp tomorrow until friday. So don't expect much posts. Hopefully, I'll come back with a new blogskin too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-8940202711480295190?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8940202711480295190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/8940202711480295190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-life-is-totally-boring-nowadays-so.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25368299.post-7759374171446831567</id><published>2009-11-13T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T21:36:51.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 194px;" src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/9.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stock used: &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/1209993"&gt;Girl&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/1209993"&gt;texture&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm. I really like the colours. The girl also looks so innocent.&lt;br /&gt;How long has it been since I last edited something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band practice today as usual. We had combined, then sectionals. People who were performing for the SLF had to stay back to practice the selected pieces. There was about only 1 from each section. So yeah, I stayed back. Turns out that we'd be performing 'Ponyo' and 'Big band play folk songs'. Was kinda worried that we had to learn a new one, but then I guess I got worried for nothing, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;After some practicing we got back with sectionals. James and I practiced individually as always. Sigh. I think he finds me annoying as I keep trying to correct him. &lt;br /&gt;Got briefed about the band camp held next wednesday. Ahhhh, I wonder if I can manage to sleep. I also will sure to have problems tying my hair since it takes me kind long to get it right. However, the good news was that we would have an hour or so for lunch. This means that I will be able to go home for that period. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling tired nowadays, but can't seem to sleep. Urgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25368299-7759374171446831567?l=distained-trust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7759374171446831567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25368299/posts/default/7759374171446831567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distained-trust.blogspot.com/2009/11/stock-used-girl-texture.html' title=''/><author><name>jas'lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12833687781205392826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n141/ev3r_green/jasss.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp93/perpetual_fiasco/edited/th_9.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
