<?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-9052360135173852647</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:34:36.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open your doors</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>130</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-6205963920241487331</id><published>2011-08-10T14:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T23:20:25.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rag.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Rag has really lost its meaning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the midst of competing for the best float, or dance, or best overall, the true essence of rag has been lost, either in parts or in whole. To rag is to receive and give, and giving needs to be done in a whole hearted way. It is about putting everybody's talents and expertise into making one big float. It is about showcasing the hard work all the dancers and cheerleaders have put in for the last month. It is about making friends, but most importantly, it is about having fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But where is the fun when rag becomes more of a moral obligation, when you decide to help your friend because she was dragged into it due to her kind nature in the first place, or that you decide to help out of empathy when the float is still in shambles even though there is only two days to the dateline. Where is the joy when people are screaming and swearing at each other over small mindless issues? Where is the fun when people start bitching at certain OGs when the turn up rate is low for rag rushes and stuff? Isn't this turning something voluntary to something that is compulsory in nature, in that you get judged when you do not do something you do not feel like doing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, it &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt; be fun, with a catch to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was a day of highs and lows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were so pumped up and eager to show the crowd after weeks and weeks of numerous rehearsals, trainings, shifting of cardboards, blocking in the hot noon sun, and many times with dirty feet and sticky body. The mood was high and everybody was waiting for our turn on the stage. Then there was a flurry among the dance ICs and the rag head and their faces turned black and gloomy. My heart dipped, as I knew that the music issue from yesterday has clearly not been solved yet, and its like only fifteen minutes to our performance. It was double confirmed when they came up to us and said that if the music was to stop (it really did), we were to sing and dance till the very end. Though there were cheers, I felt sad and helpless, that our efforts for the past month will just not be complete. As we entered the stage, we gave it our very best, and everything went as per planned until the music stopped. We stopped and froze, but my heart literally dropped. They tried to re-loop the music back but it just stopped at that moment. But we knew that we were still performing and we decided to carry on without the music, and we sang the song out and danced the finale together in unison. The crowd was cheering, but I was unsure if that was out of encouragement or if they were impressed, or just out of sympathy. We left the stage, but unsure if the performance was a flop due to the glitch. After the performance, the profs and the seniors came and told us that it was perfect (which we totally can tell that it is out of bias). Then, friends and others came up to us and said (or messaged) that we were in complete unity and all despite the lack of music. That was when we felt very proud of ourselves, proud that we managed to pull it off despite on some errors, and did it with style. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is when I realise that hey, rag can be fun after all, if we did not have to compete for the best performance, or the best float or what not, having experienced both USP and Pharmacy rag personally. I really had fun making friends and fooling around with all the awesome people, and cared nothing but to perform my heart out on the stage without the need to worry about anything else. People need to realise that rag is not about winning for your own faculty. Its about showcasing your faculty, what you have and to embrace all your shortcomings. There are bound to be other faculties with more people and money, but what matters most is that we do it for the process, not for some stupid cold challenge shield cum dust collector. That said, I don't think any of the floats would be up on time should the competition be cancelled, because competition brings about motivation and drive to complete something, which is kind of an irony in this case, cause competition and charity can hardly go well together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having participated both sides of rag (lesser for USP I guess), if you ask me if I would join rag again next year, I will gladly say I will. Its not for the glory for the faculty, or just-to-do-it-cause-everyone-else-is-doing-it, but more for the opportunities to meet new people, the chance to better understand peers and the delicate structure of teamwork, to appreciate each and every other individual well, and in the midst of doing it , be it dance, or engineer work, or to paint egg cartons, or to shift crates around, have fun. I think only when we find joy in rag can we then truly embody what rag is all about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And after having gone through rag, my 'exciting' freshmen days are over, and I can say I am proud to be in pharmacy, USP and ultimately NUS. (in order though :p).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-6205963920241487331?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6205963920241487331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=6205963920241487331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6205963920241487331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6205963920241487331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2011/08/rag.html' title='rag.'/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-8166238254037252479</id><published>2011-07-03T00:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T00:39:35.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok I think there is something wrong with me. Jealousy is a real bitch lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-8166238254037252479?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/8166238254037252479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=8166238254037252479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/8166238254037252479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/8166238254037252479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2011/07/ok-i-think-there-is-something-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-6379446300216843246</id><published>2011-05-19T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T22:47:05.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just wish I was born in a very very v v secluded village, and life's greatest pleasure is to run around, play, climb trees everyday. I really hate having to worry and thinking about certain things at all times, that these things no matter how much I want to shut away keeps coming back to bite and nag at me. Sometimes I wish that I didn't have to deal with such problems, wish that I am not in such a weird position, wish that my life could be smooth sailing and blah blah. But of course, the chances of these wishes coming true is the same as WP winning the next GE (ok fail pun but you get it ^^)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which goes to show how delusional and unrealistic I can be at times lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-6379446300216843246?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6379446300216843246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=6379446300216843246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6379446300216843246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6379446300216843246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2011/05/sometimes-i-just-wish-i-was-born-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-1406519384721681266</id><published>2011-05-09T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T22:28:52.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok this is like the only place I can pen down my thoughts for today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up at like 6ish in the morning even though there was no school, and nope it wasn't to watch the finale of The Amazing Race, but to rush down to SCH for SYF for JC CO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a good 1 year since I stepped into that place, and the feeling was surreal. After, SCH is the place to be for CO music in Singapore. For the last few times, I entered as a performer. Today, not only did I enter in the capacity of an audience, but also in the shoes of a graduated senior, watching the performance and the results thereafter my fellow juniors will be putting up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So at 9am we were seated guaily in the SCH waiting for the thing to start. The first school had 23 people only, when the minimum people required was 24. And they had no suona which was like hmm. Pass. Next school was impressive in the choice piece, but it got too noisy and excessively loud in the end (they had 4 da gus btw wts). But overall I think they stunned everyone cause the first school was mediocre, plus they come out with stunts (they had these handheld mini drums and they were shouting). The next school also another loud and noisy song. HCCO was next. They came out and they had new attire (O.O). Ok. They took like the least time to settle down (there was this other school that needed the conductor to shift the stands for them personally, and they keep banging here and there). Not bad. The erhu people even had a small cloth to put on the floor so that they can change their instrument without making noise. Naise. Then off they go, but while changing the erhu, one of the hit the score stand (quite loud some more and it was a soft part). Tsk tsk. But overall their set piece was nice. Then their choice piece. Suona came in bu zhun. Oh no. Then the back part the cymbals never clap correctly, and we started staring at each other. Overall it was ok, but could have been so much better, and the schools in front were not bad (albeit the noisy part), so the risk is there. All of us were like scared to breathe or anything, and to be honest we were quite scared (due to some weird reason)The remaining 6 schools 4 schools chose to go either extremely noisy, or extremely wierd. Noisy (like the school opposite us) to the extent that the entire 5-6 minutes were ONLY made up of suona, 3-4 cha and many drums and shoutings, till the point that my ear is in pain after their entire song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after many tries, we tried to go back to listen to the results in the afternoon but they told us we cant cause its not open for the public. But strangely, I was in trepidation, and it felt as if there was certain uncertainty in the air. I really dont know how to explain this, but it felt as if I was one of them waiting for the results. You might think that I am crazy or what, but I guess that after being so emotionally attached to something every single bit of news regarding that still matters to you after all. I was at home when qiyu sent be the message, and I couldn't help but smile. I think the award meant a great deal to the batch as this would be their last SYF and it ended perfectly, just like mine. It also meant a great deal to wei lao shi, after the freaky cat high incident this year, and I can declare that every single member of HCCO will not be where we are today without his guidance and expertise. I can still remember all his analogies, like using a ball point pen to write on the chicken rice wrapping paper compared to a brush on calligraphy paper, or when he tried to speak in english, like fei-ling for feeling, you are eggcellent etc etc, or his teapot in which he will bring for every lesson to pao cha. I remember when I was in Cat High we never really appreciated him, but when I went to HC, everyone adored and really respected him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I started out in CO back in Cat High, there were many stuff that deterred me from enjoying the CCA totally. Sometimes it was the idiots who refused to keep their mouth shut. Other times it was their attitude towards their CCA, in that they just join for the sake of fulfilling that particularly requirement. To be honest, I never really enjoyed much and had at times wished that I had joined another CCA instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this point was proven wrong once I stepped into LT3 for my first every CO prac in HC. I can still remember wei lao shi sitting there with a big smile on his face and recalled me instantly, and that many people around me were chatting and were friendly, even though I am like the only guy not wearing either all brown or all white. The vibe was there. However, when weilao raised his hand, everybody stopped their chatter and concentrated on the practice. This was when I realised that these people may be playful and chatty, but they do pay more attention to the music they produce, and it impressed me. I remember that the first prac was to go through the set piece, and we went through once entirely even though it was like the first time ever to touch the score, something that has never happened in CHSCO before (then, not now). Over the next 3-4 months as we geared up to our very own SYF, it made us all realise that SYF is not just a competition. It is a performance, not just for the judges and the audience and the seniors, but to ourselves. It is not about whether you get the GWH or gold or COP (though sadly in our realistic world today it is indeed still a benchmark), but about the things and bonds you gained over the past few months of hard work. In HCCO, we believe that every performance we put up should be the best, if not the very best. I think it is this kind of belief that made every single of us and subsequent batches continue to produce this kind of music and results till today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking back at the juniors on stage today, it really reminded me 4 years ago when we were all on that very stage, performing our pieces for our own SYF. That kind of feeling, till today, it still very difficult to describe. I really miss the times we had with my batch performing together, and sadly, as we carry on with our lives, that chance will never materialise again. Performing with others instead of performing together with a bunch of crazy people that you have bonded with is a different ball game together. Somehow or rather we know that we can rely on each other should we falter, and that we all share the same goal together. Its just sad that there will never be another platform for us to enjoy together as an orchestra again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for being so emotional today lol, but couldn't help it haha. 8 years on with 4 GWH. You can say that I am shameless or braggy, but we are the only JC to have gotten all GWH since its introduction, and I am proud to be one of these privileged people, and am proud to be from HCCO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-1406519384721681266?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/1406519384721681266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=1406519384721681266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1406519384721681266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1406519384721681266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2011/05/ok-this-is-like-only-place-i-can-pen.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-2171986197832379495</id><published>2011-04-24T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T16:37:55.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok I feel damn sad now I was searching for my JC Number Series notes as I wanted to show something to my students tomorrow but then when I dug through my entire notes selection IT WAS NOT THERE @#$%^&amp;amp;*@#$%^&amp;amp;&amp;amp;%#%%$^&amp;amp;. I mean I could really care less if not for looking up for something plus it is supposed to have some sentimental value cause it was my FIRST ever JC notes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall continue to find again later tonight (the dust is killing me), but chances are v v v v low :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-2171986197832379495?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2171986197832379495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=2171986197832379495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2171986197832379495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2171986197832379495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2011/04/ok-i-feel-damn-sad-now-i-was-searching.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-4498467512011497989</id><published>2011-04-03T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:23:28.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok after you hear the Symphony version, hear the CO version LOLs&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3QW5BW6pyY8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-4498467512011497989?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/4498467512011497989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=4498467512011497989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/4498467512011497989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/4498467512011497989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2011/04/ok-after-you-hear-symphony-version-hear.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3QW5BW6pyY8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-9213013499228875381</id><published>2011-04-03T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:16:54.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok its been long since I have typed something here. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy! But I doubt you all will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Tqiro1kdRlw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-9213013499228875381?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/9213013499228875381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=9213013499228875381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/9213013499228875381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/9213013499228875381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2011/04/ok-its-been-long-since-i-have-typed.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Tqiro1kdRlw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-5690365413725660006</id><published>2011-03-09T12:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T12:43:27.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really feel that things have not been going the way I expected/want after A's. ok maybe except a wee bit, but really. its really disheartening, so dishearting that i am not even capsin the i of the its at the front of the sentence. bleh. sometimes i really wonder if i had done enough, or maybe its just luck, or coincidence or whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life's in quite a mess now bahh :/. here's to more luck in the future, which i doubt it will every shine on me boohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-5690365413725660006?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/5690365413725660006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=5690365413725660006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/5690365413725660006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/5690365413725660006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-really-feel-that-things-have-not-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-5026805521795736720</id><published>2011-01-22T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T23:41:03.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok I don't know whether I should be saying this cause I really don't know who knows my blog and such, but I really need somewhere to rant. Yesterday my class has an outing cum dinner to send someone off (felt uneasy, but that's another story), so its sort of a gathering. And if you all have known my class is half KI half GP which mean that half of my class took BCMKI and the other half took BCME with GP(which I am in anyway). So apparently there is a diff between the 2 halves cause we spend like 1/4 of our JC time not with the other and you roughly get the idea, so there is this sort of clique/uneasyness when the 2 halves combine. I am ok with both cause I have quite a few whom I talk to reguarly from both side, so the issue came when we ended our dinner. Apparently we all wanted to go and have dessert, but not with the other half so a few of the GP/KIpeeps-closer-to-GPpeeps-than-the-other-KIpeeps went to spin some tale of sending someone off and sped off, so left me and another 2 GP people behind with the guy we are supposed to send (from GP also) and they told us to catch them afterwards. Like so awkward right? Then the we just had to sneak away and the other half was like in shock cause I think they wanted to go out together as a whole? But the GP half didn't want to cause they not close to them and blah blah. So it was totally wierd and not very nice. I mean the whole point of an outing is to spend time as a class as a wholel, albeit you spending more time with your usual clique or something, but its just not very nice to really split until like that, and for those handful who were ok with either half we didn't know where to go as such. Ok so basically yesterday was just plain wierd and not very nice and bad but its also nice seeing many people. Dont get me wrong cause the KI half is also a nice bunch of people just that we happen to take diff subjects and their english prowess and analytic thinking and chim vocab sets us apart. Ok enough of the rambling lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-5026805521795736720?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/5026805521795736720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=5026805521795736720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/5026805521795736720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/5026805521795736720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2011/01/ok-i-dont-know-whether-i-should-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-1387962775458155019</id><published>2011-01-14T10:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T10:15:40.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my routine for every working day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0700: Wake up&lt;br /&gt;0740: Leave house&lt;br /&gt;0800: Try to squeeze and get a seat on the empty train&lt;br /&gt;0845: Reach Outram Park&lt;br /&gt;0850: Get hot soya bean or coffee from Mr Bean&lt;br /&gt;0900: Reach office. log in, read newspaper, drink my drink&lt;br /&gt;0930: Try to continue reading newspaper. Try.&lt;br /&gt;1000: Watch SC2 replays on youtube/justintv etc&lt;br /&gt;1100: Stone/read wikipedia articles&lt;br /&gt;1200: Lunch&lt;br /&gt;1300: Continue reading articles/forum&lt;br /&gt;1400: Try to find more stuff to read/watch&lt;br /&gt;1500: Play iPhone&lt;br /&gt;1600: Continue doing all the stuff I mentioned above.&lt;br /&gt;1750: Sign book, get ready to leave&lt;br /&gt;1758: Leave office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad huh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-1387962775458155019?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/1387962775458155019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=1387962775458155019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1387962775458155019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1387962775458155019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-is-my-routine-for-every-working.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-3477291082651659785</id><published>2011-01-08T10:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T10:45:03.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 years on and I cant believe I am still dwelling on it, and when another door is opened for me but slammed shut by someone, how are you supposed to recover from the disappointment and regret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you supposed to move on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you just have to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;force&lt;/span&gt; yourself to do so :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-3477291082651659785?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3477291082651659785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=3477291082651659785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3477291082651659785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3477291082651659785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2011/01/2-years-on-and-i-cant-believe-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-4265257968788619875</id><published>2011-01-02T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T00:38:53.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never really believed in setting new year resolutions, but I shall try listing 100 things I wish to complete to remind me of the things that can still be done, though I really think I do not have the willpower to achieve it lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Continue to give my job a try&lt;br /&gt;2. Then quit it&lt;br /&gt;3. Find a better job for more experience&lt;br /&gt;4. Then quit it for uni&lt;br /&gt;5. Get into hall&lt;br /&gt;6. Try to study&lt;br /&gt;7. Have fun while studying&lt;br /&gt;8. Have more fun in uni&lt;br /&gt;9. Try to be interested in what I am going to study&lt;br /&gt;10. Succeed in it&lt;br /&gt;11. If not fail, and suck thumb and continue&lt;br /&gt;12. Meet more people&lt;br /&gt;13. Have more friends&lt;br /&gt;14. Tahan through the 1st semester&lt;br /&gt;15. Try to be more active&lt;br /&gt;16. Swim more&lt;br /&gt;17. Run more&lt;br /&gt;18. Do a 10 or 10 + km run&lt;br /&gt;19. Then do 21&lt;br /&gt;20. Try wakeboarding again&lt;br /&gt;21. Try surfing at Sentosa&lt;br /&gt;22. Go Sentosa more often. I never really really discovered the whole of it yet&lt;br /&gt;23. Go Sentosa using the new boardwalk with travellators :O&lt;br /&gt;24. I always wanted to play more frisbee&lt;br /&gt;25. Cycle more&lt;br /&gt;26. Can discover East Coast Park, although its less appealing&lt;br /&gt;27. Go Henderson Wave Bridge&lt;br /&gt;28. Then go Mt Faber and see if that E-mart is really that great&lt;br /&gt;29. Catch more fireworks&lt;br /&gt;30. Catch more concerts&lt;br /&gt;31. Catch more movies&lt;br /&gt;32. Catch more sleep&lt;br /&gt;33. Catch more TV shows&lt;br /&gt;34. Finish 'The Pacific'&lt;br /&gt;35. Continue Gossip Girl&lt;br /&gt;36. And BBT&lt;br /&gt;37. And House&lt;br /&gt;38. Watch new season of TAR&lt;br /&gt;39. And maybe Survivor&lt;br /&gt;40. Try Fringe&lt;br /&gt;41. And maybe How I Met Your Mother&lt;br /&gt;42. And maybe one of those incredibly long Taiwan dramas after ai.&lt;br /&gt;43. Go Taiwan again (I hope)&lt;br /&gt;44. Go NYC. I have always wanted to go there after watching GG and wanna see the upper east side myself&lt;br /&gt;45. And Brooklyn to see Dan's loft lol&lt;br /&gt;46. And hudson&lt;br /&gt;47. And Times Square to soak the atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;48. And the bombed WTC/Ground Zero and see if they are really going to build a mosque there&lt;br /&gt;49. And Wall Street to see the scamming bankers&lt;br /&gt;50. And Broadway to watch musicals duh&lt;br /&gt;51. And the big and famous Apple store&lt;br /&gt;52. Go for a backpacking trip in Europe, though I highly doubt it can happen&lt;br /&gt;53. E.g. London to eat the duck rice&lt;br /&gt;54. And Paris to see the eiffel tower and the notre dame and river seine and the louvre&lt;br /&gt;55. And Barcelona to see those nice cathedrals&lt;br /&gt;56. And Amsterdam to experience the city of sex and drug&lt;br /&gt;57. And Copenhagen to see the little mermaid&lt;br /&gt;58. And Berlin to see the Brandenburg gate&lt;br /&gt;59. And Munich to see another gate&lt;br /&gt;60. And Rome to see the colosseum&lt;br /&gt;61. And Pisa to see the leaning tower. It was repaired just recently&lt;br /&gt;62. And Venice to see the gondolas&lt;br /&gt;63. And many other places&lt;br /&gt;64. Via SQ&lt;br /&gt;65. If not other decent airline also can&lt;br /&gt;66. Dont mind Sydney too&lt;br /&gt;67. Bondi Beach!!&lt;br /&gt;68. Actually Siloso beach not bad la&lt;br /&gt;69. Maybe learn to drive&lt;br /&gt;70. Learn the guitar properly. I have not touched it for weeks lol..&lt;br /&gt;71. Learn my zhongruan again. It has black spots le :'(&lt;br /&gt;72. Learn to fix a computer&lt;br /&gt;73. And to jailbreak an iphone&lt;br /&gt;74. Better my skills in SC2&lt;br /&gt;75. My interpersonal skills too&lt;br /&gt;76. Be less agitated&lt;br /&gt;77. Learn to take things in stride&lt;br /&gt;78. Learn to deal things with calm&lt;br /&gt;79. And not be impulsive&lt;br /&gt;80. Be more optimistic&lt;br /&gt;81. Be more friendly&lt;br /&gt;82. Go 21&lt;br /&gt;83. Save up more&lt;br /&gt;84. Get more tuition to sustain my living expenses&lt;br /&gt;85. Get a laptop&lt;br /&gt;86. Read more books&lt;br /&gt;87. And useful magazines&lt;br /&gt;88. Use facial wash diligently, though I probably dont need it :P&lt;br /&gt;89. Get new shoes&lt;br /&gt;90. And maybe new shorts&lt;br /&gt;91. And an Oakleys&lt;br /&gt;92. Eat less&lt;br /&gt;93. Pig less&lt;br /&gt;94. Exercise more&lt;br /&gt;95. Stop giving myself excuse to stay at home and slack even though I want to go out and do sth&lt;br /&gt;96. Try to print this and stick onto my wall&lt;br /&gt;97. Wish that my ultimate dream (as of now) will eventually come true&lt;br /&gt;98. But with hope comes disappointment&lt;br /&gt;99. But I must still work hard towards it&lt;br /&gt;100. And for all the things states above =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-4265257968788619875?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/4265257968788619875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=4265257968788619875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/4265257968788619875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/4265257968788619875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-never-really-believed-in-setting-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-8241762229711538755</id><published>2010-12-09T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T23:33:05.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>服完兵役，本来该是一件非常快乐的事，但偏偏在我服完兵役的前一两天，令我感觉到人生的无奈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一直认为，做什么事情都要对得起自己，对得起自己的良心。人生短暂，我们不可能应为满足他人的要求而迁就他们。面对你认为是对的事，我们应该站起来，勇敢地说出自己的想法。公私分明，无论是不是你的朋友，当你认为他们做错了事，就不应该迁就他们。当你在我们面前说了一些你根本不会去做的事时，当你为了你自己的面子而说出你会做出一些你永远不会答应的事时，你输的不仅仅是你的可信度，你输的却是我们对你的信任。为了维护你所谓的“朋友“，你这样做不会太可笑了吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说我幼稚，我不管。你说我小气，我可以不理会。你说我爱撒娇，我可以闭着一只眼假装看不见。但是你一而再，再而三地说出那些不对的谎话，难道你不会怕总有一天你会得到报应吗？我对你冷淡，是因为你做工的态度与方法实在让我看不下去。我对你冷淡，是因为当我们需要你的帮助时，你却一走了之。我对你冷淡，是因为你对任何事情漠不关心，就算事情突然闹大了，你也去所谓。你却指责我怪你没有在我回家。你却指责我怪你没有帮我买晚餐。你摸着你的良心，我到底几时对你埋怨了这些事？我到底几时对其他人埋怨了这件事？我好心劝你对某一位同事好一点，那是因为天下所有的人都能看出你总是把不好做的事丢给他做。你却说我故意挑拨离间，说我就是喜欢故意制造障碍。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;祸从口出，扔出去的水不可能把它收回来。凡是说出什么话，对谁说出什么事多要过你良心这一关。若你认为今天所说出的每一句话都是真的，那我任命了。但是，我也可以很肯定地告诉你，我如果认为我是对的，我会坚持到底。你能吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;事情到了这个地步，双方都有错。我错在当时那么地信任你。但是只要我问心无愧，再多的谎言，最多也只会对我造成一时的沮丧，而你的所作所为，令我为你感到一世的悲哀。人生是有一次，该怎么走完完全全靠你。无论任何事，我一定会尽心尽力地去完成它。而我只能看出你得过且过的态度，令我感到无比的伤感。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也应该学会拿得起，放得下，不应该为了这些忘恩负义的人感到伤心。 毕竟事上还有很多东西等着我去摸索，等我去发觉，而不必为了这些人而伤透脑筋。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-8241762229711538755?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/8241762229711538755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=8241762229711538755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/8241762229711538755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/8241762229711538755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-4326207504138279676</id><published>2010-11-12T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T17:09:00.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I NEED TO FIND A JOB!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A DECENT JOB!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-4326207504138279676?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/4326207504138279676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=4326207504138279676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/4326207504138279676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/4326207504138279676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-need-to-find-job-decent-job.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-3733875137333180702</id><published>2010-10-07T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T15:19:20.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For the past few days at home, I realized that I have been missing out a lot of things which I should and can be doing. Yet when I asked you about that thing which concerns my future, your reply was hurtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please ask yourself, since young have I wanted anything? When people around me have psp, ps, gb, even toys when I was really young, I have never ever demanded anything from you at all. When I try to make decisions for myself, you always insisted on your own thinking and make me follow your decisions. Have you ever wondered what was my favourite colour, or food, or my favourite subject? Have you really ever wondered what interests me? Or did you ever ask what my ambitions and beliefs were?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life, when you objected to my plans, I always followed and never went ahead with it. You always insisted that you are correct. You make decisions out of a ridiculous fengshui/zodiac book. Does that mean that if I buy 10 books for you I dont even have to leave home, cause somehow some book decides that when I step out of the house I will die? I have always followed what you say, I even decide to stay at home most of the times or else you will get angry (somehow you really hate me going out, even if you deny). But what do I get? Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you really supported me in the things I've done? When I see other parents encouraging their children to pursue what they want to, I feel a tinge of sadness and jealousy. When I do something wrong, you chastise me in front of many. When I have something to be proud of, you boast. So now, I have become something just for display?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick and tired of just listening to you. This is my life. I have a choice to how I want to live it regardless of how young I am. This is how I will learn, not sit back and do everything you wish everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-3733875137333180702?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3733875137333180702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=3733875137333180702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3733875137333180702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3733875137333180702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2010/10/for-past-few-days-at-home-i-realized.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-129276394053728511</id><published>2010-09-18T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T22:21:50.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looking at my post to tzy, to tell the truth, I havent celebrate my birthday properly yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad right :.( sobs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-129276394053728511?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/129276394053728511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=129276394053728511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/129276394053728511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/129276394053728511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2010/09/looking-at-my-post-to-tzy-to-tell-truth.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-4498814398872082548</id><published>2010-09-04T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T19:11:30.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many things have happened over the last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's YOG. Opening was fun and exciting, closing was frustrating and boring. On my birthday some MSG passed away, which was really sad cause he was one of the nicer guys around. And this is the first time I attended a funeral wholeheartedly. Throughout YOG, there were nice people, nicer people, horrible shit, more horrible SOBs, sweat, lots and lots of sweat, realized something, saw the not so good side of somebody, realised I can be an ass (:D), irritated someone (I think), got irritated, really got irritated very badly, shouted at people, raised my voice unknowingly cause of stress, spammed Marina Square like nobody's business, had nice artistes to deal with, had a whole lot of whiney bitches, dealt with a lot of artistes-acting-diva, got scolded, got demanded compensation, got pissed, got really pissed, felt dirty, felt betrayed and felt like an SA (GE) like never before in my entire life. There's one thing for sure: I would rather be slogging at something like that than going back to office and suffer under politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything, I got really disgusted (for a while) by someone. Makes me wonder why should I even work so hard sometimes. So I just threw everything down and went for my off on Wednesday. I have never done it before (I always complete my stuff before leaving) and I felt so GREAT! I shall continue to do this everyday from now on. No more after 6 work muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder why we should stick so hard to our beliefs, when others around you dont even bother. We are working for their career, and yet they put in less effort than what you put in, so why bother working hard and OTing for them? I should learn to be like them. After all, we are told to follow, emulate and listen to them arent we? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-4498814398872082548?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/4498814398872082548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=4498814398872082548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/4498814398872082548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/4498814398872082548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2010/09/so-many-things-have-happened-over-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-3942832061707084440</id><published>2010-08-15T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T21:38:02.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOG Opening was a success yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing at the zarch and watching fireworks spraying above your head is truly amazing :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-3942832061707084440?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3942832061707084440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=3942832061707084440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3942832061707084440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3942832061707084440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2010/08/yog-opening-was-success-yay-standing-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-6821554441893519109</id><published>2010-07-20T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T22:54:55.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is post is for the craziest bitch of all times - TZY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at the following photo and you will know that he is such a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wierd&lt;/span&gt; guy - Like who on the earth would someone put an orange into his mouth and post for a picture -.- (Sorry that I resorted to stealing some picture from your facebook. Now I can really truly admire the greatness of fb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/TEWs0cwfI4I/AAAAAAAAAHk/M4NleKvZMOM/s1600/thk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/TEWs0cwfI4I/AAAAAAAAAHk/M4NleKvZMOM/s320/thk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495988937348293506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's wishing you a very very very very happy belated birthday. Really sorry for not celebrating it with you on sunday, but I just want to tell you that it has been my honour to know you as a friend, and I truly accept you as who you are. Stay happy, and there's like only 3 months left so please please cheer up. Lastly, since I cannot cut bday cake for you, I shall post one here and you shall pretend you will be eating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/TEW4VCuy3GI/AAAAAAAAAHs/A-YTJnrWPk0/s1600/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 124px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/TEW4VCuy3GI/AAAAAAAAAHs/A-YTJnrWPk0/s320/cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496001591925464162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-6821554441893519109?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6821554441893519109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=6821554441893519109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6821554441893519109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6821554441893519109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-is-post-is-for-craziest-bitch-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/TEWs0cwfI4I/AAAAAAAAAHk/M4NleKvZMOM/s72-c/thk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-2208922545874666626</id><published>2010-07-04T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T01:04:45.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have this sudden urge to blog about NS. In another 5 mths or so my NS life will come to an end. Till then there's YOG and some stupid exercise. And speaking of YOG pls pls pls let me go to be based at the float. Ar least I can escape the office and do something that is beneficial to the nation. And pls pls let there be an o/s exercise so that I can go, then I shall pluck my teeth and ORD happily. Its very tiring when you are stuck in the office with no one in the camp (all out at YOG except me and I cannot do any single shit cause everybody is away) or that your boss is also at YOG (means that I cannot do any single shit cause need his decision, or even worse I may need to clear his work for him). So moral of the story, PLEASE THROW ME TO THE FLOAT KTHX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-2208922545874666626?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2208922545874666626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=2208922545874666626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2208922545874666626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2208922545874666626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-have-this-sudden-urge-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-6893923358735952933</id><published>2010-06-13T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T20:55:44.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am just hoping for a miracle now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, with hope comes disappointment. Sianzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are so many times I want to do, but I just dont have the heart to start. I am really jealous of the things happening to people around me lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can money really solve everything? I wonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-6893923358735952933?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6893923358735952933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=6893923358735952933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6893923358735952933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6893923358735952933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-just-hoping-for-miracle-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-5316985306431487498</id><published>2010-06-05T22:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T23:01:11.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weee taiwan trip was great, but its going to be very busy zz. there's concert tmr (cant believe I am performing again), followed by safety audit, then bcc, and all the stuff that was piled up while i was away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-5316985306431487498?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/5316985306431487498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=5316985306431487498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/5316985306431487498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/5316985306431487498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2010/06/weee-taiwan-trip-was-great-but-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-7169142341674481516</id><published>2010-04-11T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T21:39:57.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realized I have not posted anything on my blog for 1 month le. So I shall post something today =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I seriously need to change my computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I want a hard disk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sadly all the above requires money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I dont have money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hence I cannot have those stuff :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. And its really helpless when you tell me you do not want to send me for my studies because you are scared that I wont return the money for you to retire in peace? Am very wrenched right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-7169142341674481516?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/7169142341674481516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=7169142341674481516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/7169142341674481516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/7169142341674481516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-just-realized-i-have-not-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-6625145587290921611</id><published>2010-03-07T09:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T10:38:44.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Honey!</title><content type='html'>Wild Honey is sex! But ex. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/S5MI5HSjDAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/bBWPmk00-6c/s1600-h/4237592822_d2aedeb4a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/S5MI5HSjDAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/bBWPmk00-6c/s320/4237592822_d2aedeb4a8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445706151723469826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tunisian Breakfast &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-6625145587290921611?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6625145587290921611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=6625145587290921611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6625145587290921611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6625145587290921611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2010/03/wild-honey.html' title='Wild Honey!'/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/S5MI5HSjDAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/bBWPmk00-6c/s72-c/4237592822_d2aedeb4a8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-4878567014879988706</id><published>2010-02-13T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:49:35.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NPC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;This post shall be dedicated to the greatest bitch of all times: Ng PoPo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Happy Happy Birthday, but so sad, you so old le cause your age now starts with a '2' instead of a '1' muhaahahah. How? The queen bitch has turned older and she shall breathe slutty fire all over her friends. (As usual).&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being a wonderful friend at times (:P), and bitchy FWSB ALL th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;e time. Really appreciate the times we spent together, and may we spend even more time together in the future. (Part of me doesnt want to write this because he is so darn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Bitchy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I forgot how long it has been since the day we started knowing each other, and my first impression of you was that you are, yes you are correct, a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bitch&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No la, just kidding, but I have to admit that you have honed your skill of bitchiness till there's no tomorrow, and no one will be able to compete with you are you will bitch fit and slut sl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;ap all of us. :P&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a really wonderful 20th birthday (although this is quite late a wish already), and I really wish you all the best for the years to come!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as true tradition, this post will be in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/S3a7jIN5DqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/OteVVkcai5E/s1600-h/Ass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/S3a7jIN5DqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/OteVVkcai5E/s320/Ass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437739812272017058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Note: No matter how you try to hide, you cant hide your big bitchy fugly &lt;/strikethrough&gt; face muahahahhaahaha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-4878567014879988706?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/4878567014879988706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=4878567014879988706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/4878567014879988706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/4878567014879988706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2010/02/npc.html' title='NPC'/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/S3a7jIN5DqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/OteVVkcai5E/s72-c/Ass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-1986311904919318541</id><published>2010-01-22T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T22:44:02.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>暗爽1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This post shall be the start of a series of 暗爽s, events that will make you smile in your heart and give you an immense sense of satisfaction when these &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;暗爽s happen, especially if you have a part to play in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;暗爽. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;暗爽: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The ambitions of a black brinjal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Once upon a time there a farm. In the farm, there is this extremely fertile patch of soil that all would like to be planted on so that they will grow beautifully. When the previous plant that was planted on this soil was harvested, it was up for grabs. So Brinjal and Beansprout were eying for this patch for them to grow, and Farmer A was deciding who will get to grow on that patch. Unfortunately, Beansprout caught planeumonia and had some other important plant stuff to do, hence it couldnt turn up for some key plant meetings. Farmer A then started to query on Beansprout's willingness and effectiveness as he has high expectations of the plant that grows from this patch. Hence, Farmer A then turns to Brinjal for help as he will need the money to help his family. Brinjal was excited, so it decided to announce to the entire world, especially to its friends, Pumpkin and Potato and all her old allies that she would be transferring to that wonderful patch, much to the dismay of Brocolli, Beansprout and Farmer AA. Thinking that Brinjal and Beansprout were friends previously, Brocolli asked Brinjal to inform Beansprout that it has been chosen for that patch, as what normally friends will do. Brinjal refuses, and Brocolli realised that Brinjal is not a really good vegetable, and that it is black seeded, thick skinned and rotten. Brocolli felt that this is not really fair to Beansprout, so it told it. Beansprout was angry, but couldnt do anything else but to hope that some form of miracle will appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brinjal, being very cocky, continued to irritate Brocolli and Beansprout by announcing her move. One fine day, Brinjal, thinking that it has known the entire farm and its runnings in and out, decided to skip daily plant work by taking chase leaf, a kind of leaf that will allow it to go for grooming to become better Brinjal. It was found out by Beansprout and Farmer A and Brinjal's current boss, Farmer C-. In actual fact, Brinjal has misused the chase leaf. It should have gotten year leaf or no-money leaf to skip its plant work, but it doesnt have anymore year leaf to use, so it was forced to take no-money leaf by Farmer C-. Brinjal was displeased. Farmer A noticed it. Yet, it continued to shamelessly brag about her move. This irritated Brocolli very much, and Brocolli was really pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brocolli found a time to speak to Farmer A about the situation, and to try to make him realise that Brinjal is actually a lazy vegetable that will not help Farmer A eventually. Brinjal is also a vegetable that will not hesitate to infect other vegetable with worms to get ahead. Farmer A was wondering why Brocolli said it because Squash had said that Brinjal is a good worket. Farmer A also hoped that by putting Brinjal into that fertile patch, it can lessen the work of Brocolli. Brocolli doesnt think so, as it knows that Brinjal will just throw its work down for others to continue. Farmer A starts to agree a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring comes, but Brinjal decided to take a year leaf to not do plant work on the first day. Farmer A notices with interest. A key event, SPO Planting is coming, and Brinjal was tasked to do a lot of work pertaining to the Planting, such as churning out Plant Paper, Plant Rolls, Plant sheets etc. Brinjal decided to procastinate. Eventually, the SPO Planting week came. None of the paper nor the rolls nor the sheets were generated. Farmer C Big Assistant was pissed. He and Farmer A were in need of those stuff urgently, yet Brinjal did not produce. Farmer C Big Assistant had no choice but to seek help from Beansprout and Brocolli. Farmer A was irritated why Farmer C Big Assistant had to come to seek help from Beansprout and Brocolli when he has Brinjal. Farmer A was also irritated that Brinjal was incapable of completing such a menial task properly, and he vented it on Pumpkin. He told Pumpkin that he is already having second thoughts on allowing Brinjal to come over to the fertile patch. Pumpkin, having low EQ and big CB mouth, went to tell Brinjal. Brinjal was angry, so it confronted Beansprout about Farmer A and that Farmer A and Farmer C Big Assistant did not know what they wanted from her, making her look very bad and incumbent. Brinjal also shouted at Beansprout about how Farmer A was useless, not knowing Farmer A was sowing seeds in the vicinity. When Brinjal left, Farmer A was so angry that he decided to see what was happening to Bransprout, and told Beansprout that he had heard every single thing that Brinjal shouted out, and was on the verge of coming over to ask Brinjal to fuck off from the patch she is standing on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now, Brinjal, trying to save its stalk, decided to withdraw its decision to go to the fertile patch, much to the delight of Beansprout and Brocolli. And Farmer A has no intention on bringing Brinjal over to the fertile patch. There goes the dream of the Brinjal, all destroyed by its arrogance and noisiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-1986311904919318541?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/1986311904919318541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=1986311904919318541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1986311904919318541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1986311904919318541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2010/01/1.html' title='暗爽1'/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-5873252025169882985</id><published>2010-01-17T16:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T16:49:10.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHY am I feeling so lethargic and tired this whole week?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-5873252025169882985?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/5873252025169882985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=5873252025169882985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/5873252025169882985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/5873252025169882985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-am-i-feeling-so-lethargic-and-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-8581135193952140163</id><published>2009-12-22T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T22:22:56.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quote of the day: As a business owner, my contribution to the nation is far more pertinent than my contribution as a low ranking soldier during a mock war in an ICT. How does my role as an M203 gunner help S'pore during these tough economic times as opposed to freeing the 2 weeks of field exercises so that I can dedicate the time to helping Singaporeans to find better livelihood opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am greatly amused by this. Couldnt stop laughing HAHAHAHAHAA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-8581135193952140163?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/8581135193952140163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=8581135193952140163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/8581135193952140163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/8581135193952140163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/12/quote-of-day-as-business-owner-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-1379537057553007277</id><published>2009-12-15T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:18:51.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate people who does my things without my consent. It was meant to be a short respite from camp and now I am really irritated and pissed off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-1379537057553007277?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/1379537057553007277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=1379537057553007277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1379537057553007277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1379537057553007277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hate-people-who-does-my-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-8232741755612556142</id><published>2009-11-01T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T17:27:17.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I really wonder what my life will be if I didnt down pes. It would definitely have been more interesting than what I am doing now. I really kinda miss chiong suaing, because at least I know I am doing something more useful than going to mess and eat when there's nothing to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-8232741755612556142?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/8232741755612556142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=8232741755612556142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/8232741755612556142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/8232741755612556142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes-i-really-wonder-what-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-2838106248685453913</id><published>2009-10-29T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T23:01:20.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really dont understand why some people do things for the sake of recognition. And when they dont get the recognition they want, they start throwing sissy tempers and what not. I think its really childish if you keep wanting some forms of pay back for all the things that you do. Its like I dont care whether my superiors notice me or shower me with incentives or recognize my effort when I do my work. I just want to do it for myself and not for others to see, and I wont go around making sure that my superiors notice me, and if they dont, tell them off. Its just immature and reflects really badly on yourself. And the irony is that some of them dont even do their tasks properly, and yet they want best solider/more off/promotion blah blah. Seriously they need to grow up, do some soul searching before going around putting blames on everyone but themselves. i really think if you deserve something, it will come to you naturally and you wouldnt have to beg or ask for it. It makes you look really desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is grass always greener on the other side? I dont think so. So stop thinking that other places are better than where you are now, because with your current attitude, sooner or later nobody will want you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-2838106248685453913?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2838106248685453913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=2838106248685453913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2838106248685453913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2838106248685453913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-really-dont-understand-why-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-3109172930271926285</id><published>2009-10-19T14:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:50:48.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was supposed to be my off, but I woke up early to go to CMPB for some course, only to be told there that it was postponed. Waste my time and sleep, and SAF please be more efficient can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-3109172930271926285?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3109172930271926285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=3109172930271926285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3109172930271926285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3109172930271926285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-was-supposed-to-be-my-off-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-5556828737990357221</id><published>2009-10-09T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:19:50.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so detached from everyone else. Help&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-5556828737990357221?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/5556828737990357221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=5556828737990357221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/5556828737990357221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/5556828737990357221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-feel-so-detached-from-everyone-else.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-887758556170199259</id><published>2009-09-25T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T22:04:14.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am burnt. My skin is peeling off my skin and my nose is red due to the excessive peeling. And my body is whiter than my arms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-887758556170199259?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/887758556170199259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=887758556170199259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/887758556170199259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/887758556170199259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-burnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-6226589301116163591</id><published>2009-09-04T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:01:51.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOW?? THE DOCTOR DISCHARGED ME AND I WONT HAVE ANY MORE MAS WHICH MEANS NO MORE HALF DAYS!! HOW???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-6226589301116163591?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6226589301116163591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=6226589301116163591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6226589301116163591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6226589301116163591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-doctor-discharged-me-and-i-wont.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-2635230716392231473</id><published>2009-09-02T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:49:00.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi sometimes I really wonder what will I be doing if I had deferred to study med or go overseas on some PＳＣ　ｓｃｈｏｌａｒｓｈｉｐ　ｏｒ　ｓｏｍｅｔｈｉｎｇ．Ｂｕｔ　ｔｈｅｎ　ｉｆ　Ｉ　ｈａｄ　ｄｏｎｅ　ｔｈａｔ，　Ｉ　ｗｏｎｔ　ｂｅ　ｓｅｅｉｎｇ　（ｏｒ　ｅｎｊｏｙｉｎｇ）　ｉｎｔｅｒｅｓｔｉｎｇ　ｏｆｆｉｃｅ　ｐｏｌｉｔｉｃｓ　ａｍｏｎｇ　ｔｈｅ　ＤＸＯｓ　ａｎｄ　ｂｅ　ａ　ｐａｒｔ　ｏｆ　ｔｈｅｍ　ｔｒｙｉｎｇ　ｔｏ　ｇｅｔ　ｂａｃｋ　ｔｏ　ｓｏｍｅｏｎｅ　ｔｈａｔ　ｙｏｕ　ｄｏｎｔ　ｌｉｋｅ．　Ｉｔｓ　ｅｘｃｉｔｉｎｇ　ｍａｎ，　ｃａｕｓｅ　ｔｈｅ　ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇ　ｏｆ　ｇｅｔｔｉｎｇ　ｂａｃｋ　ｔｏ　ｏｔｈｅｒｓ　ｉｓ　ｄａｍｎ　ｇｏｏｄ．　Ａｎｄ　ｉｔ　ｍａｄｅ　ｍｅ　ｒｅａｌｉｓｅ　ｔｈａｔ　ｐｅｏｐｌｅ　ｄｏｎｔ　ｎｏｔｉｃｅ　ｗｈａｔ　ｙｏｕ　ｈａｖｅ　ｄｏｎｅ　ｆｏｒ　ｔｈｅｍ　ｏｒ　ｈｅｌｐ　ｔｈｅｍ，　ｂｕｔ　ｔｈｅｙ　ｗｉｌｌ　ｔａｌｋ　ｏｎｌｙ　ａｂｏｕｔ　ｔｈｅ　ｔｈｉｎｇｓ　ｔｈａｔ　ｔｈｅｙ　ｗｉｌｌ　ｇｅｔ　ｓｏｒｅ　ｅｙｅｓ　ｗｈｅｎ　ｔｈｅｙ　ｓｅｅ　ｉｔ，　ｌｉｋｅ　ｎｏｔ　ｏｐｅｎｉｎｇ　ｔｈｅ　ｏｆｆｉｃｅ　ａｔ　０７３０　ｗｈｅｎ　ｏｕｒ　ｓｔａｒｔ　ｗｏｒｋ　ｔｉｍｅ　ｉｓ　０８００，　ｒｅｓｕｌｔｉｎｇ　ｉｎ　ｎｅｗ　ｓｏｕｌｓ　ｗｏｎｄｅｒｉｎｇ　ａｔ　ｏｕｒ　ｄｏｏｒ　ｗｉｔｈ　ｔｈｅｉｒ　ｄｕｆｆｅｌ　ｂａｇｓ．　Ｓｏ　ｆｏｒ　ｎｏｗ　ｗｅ　ｓｈａｌｌ　ｎｏｔ　ｂｅ　ｎｉｃｅ　ａｎｙｍｏｒｅ　ａｎｄ　ｌｅｔ　ｐｅｏｐｌｅ　ｃｌｉｍｂ　ｏｎｔｏ　ｏｕｒ　ｈｅａｄｓ．　Ｉ　ｌｏｖｅ　ｉｔ　ｂｅｃａｕｓｅ　ｉｔｓ　ｄａｒｎ　ｂｉｔｃｈｙ．　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ａｎｙｗａｙ，　谁　ｉｓ　ｎｉｃｅ．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-EZglrHnGHc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-EZglrHnGHc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-2635230716392231473?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2635230716392231473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=2635230716392231473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2635230716392231473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2635230716392231473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi-sometimes-i-really-wonder-what-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-825318455180073132</id><published>2009-08-25T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:22:44.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I really wonder how the SAF MOs got into medicine in the first place. They dont even to prescribe medcation to someone who has fever???! Amazing man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-825318455180073132?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/825318455180073132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=825318455180073132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/825318455180073132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/825318455180073132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/08/sometimes-i-really-wonder-how-saf-mos.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-7759931948802334779</id><published>2009-08-23T10:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T10:31:54.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Should have gone to HCCO gathering?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-7759931948802334779?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/7759931948802334779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=7759931948802334779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/7759931948802334779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/7759931948802334779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/08/should-have-gone-to-hcco-gathering.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-3084392623715149532</id><published>2009-07-29T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:19:53.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yTnvqQFFc1c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yTnvqQFFc1c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lViRlo1_b1o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lViRlo1_b1o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-3084392623715149532?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3084392623715149532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=3084392623715149532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3084392623715149532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3084392623715149532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-really-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-7594179794671824758</id><published>2009-07-19T01:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T01:47:18.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realised that I made too many mistakes in my life :/.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-7594179794671824758?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/7594179794671824758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=7594179794671824758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/7594179794671824758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/7594179794671824758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-realised.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-1873898173342476112</id><published>2009-07-11T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:11:17.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who took away the stars from my sky&lt;br /&gt;Dark clouds fill my eyebrows in an instant&lt;br /&gt;I endured all the happiness and sadness by myself&lt;br /&gt;And i have forgotten that I am also worth caring for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pair of hand, a dream (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;and a never ending dive&lt;br /&gt;The pain is too overwhelming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long loneliness drowns my misery&lt;br /&gt;My world is nothing but a sub zero desert&lt;br /&gt;I longed for a gentle hug&lt;br /&gt;to melt this strong froth (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long await makes people sad&lt;br /&gt;The sharp loneliness splits the sky apart&lt;br /&gt;Will there be anyone willing to grasp my hands&lt;br /&gt;to accompany to anticipate the rainbow that vanished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the one who cut the sunlight into raindrops&lt;br /&gt;The sky darkens, and happiness also has a limit&lt;br /&gt;I have always been trapped in the sands of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;Forget me, and I doubt anyone will notice&lt;br /&gt;As I walk, my dreams vanished&lt;br /&gt;Is the any place I can rest when I am exhausted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long loneliness drowns my misery&lt;br /&gt;My world is nothing but a sub zero desert&lt;br /&gt;I longed for a gentle hug&lt;br /&gt;to melt this strong froth (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long await makes people sad&lt;br /&gt;The sharp loneliness splits the sky apart&lt;br /&gt;Will there be anyone willing to grasp my hands&lt;br /&gt;to accompany to anticipate the rainbow that vanished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who left his gentleness in my hands&lt;br /&gt;insignificant, yet heavy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long loneliness swallowed my will power&lt;br /&gt;The whole world is in a silent whirlpool&lt;br /&gt;Who is willing to hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;and walk me away from this hollow planet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there still something for me to pursue?&lt;br /&gt;Is there still something for me to have?&lt;br /&gt;Can you lend me a hug to stop my shivering&lt;br /&gt;Who can bring away this beautiful misery&lt;br /&gt;and let me believe the reason behind love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-1873898173342476112?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/1873898173342476112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=1873898173342476112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1873898173342476112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1873898173342476112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/07/who-took-away-stars-from-my-sky-dark.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-679641989717076330</id><published>2009-06-14T12:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T12:52:30.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have no idea whats happening to me. I have had this sense of loss, regret and disappointment for the past few weeks. This week was the worst. And I keep telling myself to forget and move on, but I dunno whats holding me back. Perhaps its just a few people who I think they do not deserve what they got. Or maybe I dont deserve it at all. I am lost. Lol. I seriously should stop day dreaming and thinking, but I cant stop when I have to spend 6 whole days in the office rotting/reading books and newspapers and risk getting scolded. And next this week is gonna be the same thing. Oh ya, this guy got some phobia of tanks and when he approached the uncle for ooc or revoc, he told him,' if you dont want to be a commander, then you go be a toilet cleaner.' Was completely LOLed by that, and that uncle should seriously stop being a two faced hypocrite/bastard and really help people and stop caring only for his bonus which I presumed its pegged to the number of specs who can pass out. The world is crashing down upon me. I am stuck in a valley of despair. Help. Lol. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-679641989717076330?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/679641989717076330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=679641989717076330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/679641989717076330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/679641989717076330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-no-idea-whats-happening-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-1403491511365837456</id><published>2009-06-06T13:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T15:16:16.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. I shall revert to my old way of blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I never knew it would be C9L2. Pending though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Which means no combat pay, and no 3SG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. SGC is a really dirty depressing camp with filthy thick air surrounding you and its like Lucifer is coming towards you. Its like you can choke any moment when you go to the vehicle shed (at least for me and another guy with asthma). The mood is dead and there are zombies everywhere. The walls of the bunks can be so darn warm even when there is no sun for the whole day. And there are uncles lurking around with their eyes transfixed upon you, waiting to devour you up when you never greet them (I dont care anyway - SISPEC never teach me lol). On the whole, you wont even want to step in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A guy spent 800 plus dollars doing all the test that I did in a hospital before. The only difference is that I did it for under eighty dollars. His aerius is $30 when mine was $1.60 from the polyclinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Armour medical centre made me realise how efficient the outside world is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I think it is a very good idea to exploit your 11B by going tot he hospitals and stuff to get checkups and x rays and stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-1403491511365837456?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/1403491511365837456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=1403491511365837456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1403491511365837456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1403491511365837456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/06/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-933149788133748462</id><published>2009-04-19T15:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:51:45.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pxTN7gaIDSM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pxTN7gaIDSM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我坐在床前望着窗外回忆满天&lt;br /&gt;生命是华丽错觉 时间是贼偷走一切&lt;br /&gt;七岁那一年抓住那只蝉以为能抓住夏天&lt;br /&gt;十七岁的那年吻过他的脸就以为和他能永远&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有没有那麽一种永远 永远不改变&lt;br /&gt;拥抱过的美丽都再也不破碎&lt;br /&gt;让险峻岁月不能在脸上撒野&lt;br /&gt;让生离和死别都遥远有谁能听见&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我坐在床前转过头看谁在沉睡&lt;br /&gt;那一张苍老的脸 好像是我紧闭双眼&lt;br /&gt;曾经是爱我的和我深爱的 都围绕在我身边&lt;br /&gt;带不走的那些遗憾和眷恋 就化成最後一滴眼泪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有没有那麽一滴眼泪能洗掉後悔&lt;br /&gt;化成大雨降落在回不去的街&lt;br /&gt;再给我一次机会将故事改写&lt;br /&gt;还欠了他一生的一句抱歉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有没有那麽一个世界永远不天黑&lt;br /&gt;星星太阳万物都听我的指挥&lt;br /&gt;月亮不忙着圆缺 春天不走远&lt;br /&gt;树梢紧紧拥抱着树叶有谁能听见&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;耳际眼前此生重演 是我来自漆黑而又回归漆黑&lt;br /&gt;人间瞬间天地之间 下次我又是谁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;有没有那麽一朵玫瑰永远不凋谢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;永远骄傲和完美永远不妥协&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;为何人生最後会像一张纸屑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;还不如一片花瓣曾经鲜艳&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有没有那麽一张书签停止那一天&lt;br /&gt;最单纯的笑脸和最美那一年&lt;br /&gt;书包里面装满了蛋糕和汽水&lt;br /&gt;双眼只有无猜和无邪让我们无法无天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有没有那麽一首诗篇找不到句点&lt;br /&gt;青春永远定居在我们的岁月&lt;br /&gt;男孩和女孩都有吉他和舞鞋&lt;br /&gt;笑忘人间的苦痛只有甜美&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;有没有那麽一个明天重头回一遍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;让我再次感受曾挥霍的昨天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无论生存或生活我都不浪费&lt;br /&gt;不让故事这麽的後悔&lt;br /&gt;有谁能听见 我不要告别&lt;br /&gt;我坐在床前看着指尖已经如烟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really like the lyrics of this song. This song is about reminiscing the past. Its about thinking back and reflecting on your life, and that you have to appreciate the days that have already passed while making the days ahead even better, because ultimately, fate lies in your hands (although sometimes it really really doesn't). Was moved by this song when I first heard it just now, and I really admire people who can come up with such meaningful lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had field camp last week, though I had gastritis and had to report sick and now I may even have RT although I know all the drills they were doing. It was a sucky week cause many of us just do not have the mood to do anything. It was also the first time I saw such tall mimosa plants that were taller than me even if I half-kneeled. And now my feet is full of scratches and scars because I stupidly slept barefooted in the forest to air and dry my wet feet. Next week is going to be another bad week, with the next next week being the worst week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-933149788133748462?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/933149788133748462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=933149788133748462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/933149788133748462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/933149788133748462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/04/really-like-lyrics-of-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-7850926317674246699</id><published>2009-03-28T13:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:48:35.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am really starting to miss ninja. Though the times there were tough, everything will be gone at the end of the day when we curse and swear and laugh together as a section as a platoon. People there are nice (most of them) and the PCs and PSs and sergeants can be strict but can be funny at times. My new PC is this stict no nonsense no smile no expression cold shithead and I predict we will get a lot of hell from him throughout the course. Things there are hectic, though its not as hectic as OCS people (like we learn TH for 3 weapons plus 3 equipments on the same day). So I just hope that things get better and I really really dont want to stay back every sat to do some circuit training and shit (though its quite slack on friday night when everybody books out). :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-7850926317674246699?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/7850926317674246699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=7850926317674246699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/7850926317674246699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/7850926317674246699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-really-starting-to-miss-ninja.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-5613635905268915385</id><published>2009-03-15T12:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T13:00:34.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hw reminds me of the quotes they drill in to us and keep on using in NS/ninja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger (like 0.0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you wait for things to happen nothing will happen (which is really true especially when everybody is in push up position and they make you do things like arrange your sling bags more nicely -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Either you tacticalise (during field camp) or you celebrate deepavali with me over the weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Rush to wait, wait to rush (Or hurry up and wait)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a lot more la, but these are the more common ones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-5613635905268915385?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/5613635905268915385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=5613635905268915385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/5613635905268915385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/5613635905268915385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/03/hw-reminds-me-of-quotes-they-drill-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-8544629819581927230</id><published>2009-03-13T12:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:38:33.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. I finally got the mood to blog about POP. 3 months in Tekong wasnt as hard as I thought to be, and even though there were really bad times and you really feel like killing everybody on top, but I must say I really enjoyed my time in Ninja. Yes, there were times when you will curse and swear at that sicko PS and CSM and OC, but the sergeants and people there were generally nice. I would never have imagined myself to pass my IPPT or do all the fast marches at the start orrun below 11 minutes or the 24km graduation march, but they really trained us to complete all those stuff. Now I know why they insisted on fast 3km and 4km marches at the start. 3 months was really short because I really enjoyed myself in my platoon, and after POP, it will be hard for us to meet up again to play the bom bom game. Its quite wierd to sleep at 1 am and wake up at 8 am everyday, and as the boat was leaving, I wonder whether I will ever set foot on that island again (not that I really really like it). I am just glad that I survive this 3 months, and I seriously do not want 23/03/09 to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duty. Honour. Country. Ninja Company :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-8544629819581927230?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/8544629819581927230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=8544629819581927230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/8544629819581927230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/8544629819581927230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-8493862017669091152</id><published>2009-03-07T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T18:16:14.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just relieved at my results. Was expecting something worse, but I am happy la. POP coming soon, but before that there's 2 more GP rehearsal and 24km route march. After which there's posting to next unit, and uni application and so much more. Am just worried about whether I will get what I want, since so many other people are shining much more brightly than me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-8493862017669091152?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/8493862017669091152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=8493862017669091152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/8493862017669091152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/8493862017669091152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-relieved-at-my-results.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-4830488631149941741</id><published>2009-02-21T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:53:36.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seriously dunno why the OC came up with stupid games like flip flop (2o people on one groudsheet and you have to turn it without the feet touching the ground), puzzle bubble (swim and answer questions) and chain of command (transfer hula hoops through tied legs) for games day. Its darn lame. And we had to be guinea pigs again for the games, like that day we had to try a game called absling, in which you form a line and do sit up hand over until you pass the medicine ball to the other end, or the casa-vac race, in which you carry a person to a point, then the person have to turn around the cone 20 times and then throw a ball into a bin, then wheelbarrow the other guy back. On a random note, I think UO is quite fun, and good luck for the 16km march on monday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-4830488631149941741?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/4830488631149941741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=4830488631149941741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/4830488631149941741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/4830488631149941741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-seriously-dunno-why-oc-came-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-6881214430361961778</id><published>2009-02-08T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T11:42:38.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi I am back after a confinement that ended this morning and I have to book in again at 1630. Oh and I have to settle my dinner at 3 plus because it is so difficult for them to book dinner for us when we reach there at 5 plus which is the usual dinner time and that we are not allowed to bring food in, so all we have to do is to wait till 6 next morning for our breakfast. So much about care for soldiers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-6881214430361961778?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6881214430361961778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=6881214430361961778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6881214430361961778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6881214430361961778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-i-am-back-after-confinement-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-8028399467554710</id><published>2009-01-31T14:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T16:21:09.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cant understand how a sagging basha or a basha with shallow drainage can earn someone 2 times confinement. And I cant understand why other companies who booked in 1 day later than us gets to book out earlier than us. And I cant understand why buses only arrive on time during book in but not book out. I really dont understand why there are such disparities between companies. But on the happier (or not) note, after next week of sit test and hand grenade, we are left with IPPT and SOC only whereas others will still have their field camp and range.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-8028399467554710?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/8028399467554710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=8028399467554710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/8028399467554710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/8028399467554710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-cant-understand-how-sagging-basha-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-3531206618091177041</id><published>2009-01-26T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T22:06:39.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from a lousy field camp. I cant believe why some people say field camps are fun. I am just glad that it's over and we dont have to high kneel or do push ups on gravels. My company cannot keep promises, and I really hate the CSM. Ah well, good luck to those who are having field camps. They are really fun and exciting and enjoyable. You will love it. Quiet CNY as usual, and the good thing is field camp is over, so its left with urban training, grenade throw and sit test. Hope the new ox year will be good for all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-3531206618091177041?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3531206618091177041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=3531206618091177041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3531206618091177041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3531206618091177041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-from-lousy-field-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-6465943107134409884</id><published>2009-01-18T10:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:37:01.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back again. Seriously there is so much disparity between the individual companies. I have never seen the company opposite us get pumped before, and it is ridiculous to let PTP people do fast route marches right from the start when the enhanced people get to do route stroll, and the funny thing is that they all looked dead after the route stroll. Oh, I saw zy and a lot of old classmates. And zy is still as sluttish as ever and keeps complaining about how tough his life is in the Welfare comapny when he just had RO at 7pm last night and I never had RO that early before even when I was confined. So zy stop complaining :P. Tomorrow is gg. 8km route march followed by field camp till Saturday. I seriously dont look forward to field camp but wants it to get done with it asap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-6465943107134409884?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6465943107134409884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=6465943107134409884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6465943107134409884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6465943107134409884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-4191725670923104825</id><published>2009-01-10T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:20:29.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Wait to rush, rush to wait. Had three days of range and got my marksman. Range is one of the most boring things you will ever do cause after you shoot you have to wait for an hour or even more before your next shooting or sth like that. Night shooting is much easier than day cause of the laser. Have to thank sir jerold for giving me extra rounds to shoot when they were already running out of ammo. Wasted 10 dollars on snacks bought from the van. IA drills are lame cause all you need to do when you have IA is to take out your magazine and cock it until the thing comes out. The tonner drivers were reckless and they anyhow drive one, so now my bum is very pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Saw jia qiang and the noob soshua and a handful of HC guys. The minister's son is in orion and they dont need to have their hair cut. Wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. They have stand by bed, stand by area and STAND BY UNIVERSE. The name sounds cool, but they make you empty your cupboard and field pack and duffel back and check whatever shit you have inside. And dont ever bring any form of medication other than from the MO there cause I brought one in right from the start and they never tell and I nearly got confined today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. All in all, ns is getting tougher. Next week is full of PT and field camp training, following which there might be a confinement next weekend for the real field camp next next week just before CNY. I think we are allowed to book out on sat night or sth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-4191725670923104825?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/4191725670923104825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=4191725670923104825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/4191725670923104825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/4191725670923104825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/01/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-3791762918615284498</id><published>2009-01-03T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:24:25.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e9cNXZ-o4yo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e9cNXZ-o4yo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;屋顶的天空是我们的&lt;br /&gt;放学后夕阳&lt;br /&gt;也都会是我们的&lt;br /&gt;不会再仰慕更多了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唱一首属於我们的歌&lt;br /&gt;让我们的伤&lt;br /&gt;都慢慢慢的愈合&lt;br /&gt;明天我又会是全新的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;青春是手牵手坐上了&lt;br /&gt;都不回头的火车&lt;br /&gt;总有一天我们都老了&lt;br /&gt;不会遗憾就ok了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;伤心的都忘记了&lt;br /&gt;只记得这首笑忘歌&lt;br /&gt;那一年天空很高风很清澈&lt;br /&gt;从头到脚趾都快乐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我和你都约好了&lt;br /&gt;要再唱这首笑忘歌&lt;br /&gt;这一生只愿只要平凡快乐&lt;br /&gt;谁说这样不伟大呢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自己和自己打一架了&lt;br /&gt;想都想不通&lt;br /&gt;反正就是这样了&lt;br /&gt;不会再流泪更多了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有多少错误重蹈覆辙&lt;br /&gt;有多少苦痛&lt;br /&gt;还不是都过来了&lt;br /&gt;想起来甚至还会笑呢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;青春是人生的实验课&lt;br /&gt;错也错得很值得&lt;br /&gt;就算某天唱起这首歌&lt;br /&gt;眼眶会有一点湿了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;伤心的都忘记了&lt;br /&gt;只记得这首笑忘歌&lt;br /&gt;那一年天空很高风很清澈&lt;br /&gt;从头到脚趾都快乐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我和你都约好了&lt;br /&gt;要再唱这首笑忘歌&lt;br /&gt;这一生只愿只要平凡快乐&lt;br /&gt;谁说这样不伟大呢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;伤心的都忘记了&lt;br /&gt;只记得这首笑忘歌&lt;br /&gt;那一年天空很高风很清澈&lt;br /&gt;从头到脚趾都快乐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我和你都约好了&lt;br /&gt;要再唱这首笑忘歌&lt;br /&gt;这一生只愿只要平凡快乐&lt;br /&gt;谁说这样不伟大呢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这一生只愿只要平凡快乐&lt;br /&gt;谁说这样不伟大呢&lt;br /&gt;谁说这样不伟大呢 wo~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am stuck to to this song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-3791762918615284498?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3791762918615284498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=3791762918615284498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3791762918615284498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3791762918615284498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok-wo-i-am-stuck-to-to-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-1933082328836848872</id><published>2009-01-02T12:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T12:17:14.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi all. Happy new year. And I am back till saturday night following which there will be another week of tekong life with route marches and live firing and I cant wait to see victims falling in on the 7th and 8th and of January *laughs evily. I cannot believe the commanders actually have TV in their bunks and they actually want to rush back after RO everyday to catch Little Nyonya. And so now I am just rotting at home and trying to catch some sleep later cause I only slept for 10 plus hours in the last 3 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-1933082328836848872?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/1933082328836848872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=1933082328836848872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1933082328836848872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1933082328836848872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2009/01/hi-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-6103595379284394556</id><published>2008-12-27T19:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T19:15:24.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. I am back again after 1 and a half days in camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ytd route march was a disaster. I nearly had an asthma attack with FBO on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Today, we had to wait for nearly an hour outside SFT for the damn bus to arrive to pick us up. Super efficient. In the end got like 3-4 companies all waiting from the outside to the inside of the ferry terminal for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Another route march again on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. And the new sergeant sucks. Please make us take off everything in 20 seconds when it was our first time doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Its very wierd cause i am not sleeping now - in which I should.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-6103595379284394556?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6103595379284394556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=6103595379284394556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6103595379284394556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6103595379284394556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/12/1_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-8114052514119947189</id><published>2008-12-25T09:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T09:47:24.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. After 2 weeks of massive propaganda, rolls of black tape and a lot of velcros,  I am back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.I touched my rifle already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. BMT isnt really physically draining. It is mentally draining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-8114052514119947189?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/8114052514119947189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=8114052514119947189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/8114052514119947189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/8114052514119947189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/12/1_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-6950915191959790794</id><published>2008-12-10T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:08:02.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. I am still VERY tired and I am going in in like 12 hours time zzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you want to send me a message after today, please include your name behind it （with the possible exception of the B that starts with P whose number is 8282****, but most probably I wont answer it cause my handphone is a lousy one with limited battery, but I assure you I will reply when I get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Love this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OxaJdpKetX4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OxaJdpKetX4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-6950915191959790794?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6950915191959790794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=6950915191959790794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6950915191959790794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6950915191959790794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-3855236678113121711</id><published>2008-12-06T13:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T13:49:30.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Prom was fun, but after prom was even better. I never knew the ritz carlton room's bathroom is hlaf the size of the room. And the bathtub is damn big and got pillow one ok. Can totally sleep there. Somemore when you look outside you can see the nightsky and all. Super Imba. We were playing cards and drinking baileys when the guard came at 1.00am and said that someone actually complained that we were making too much noise and we had to leave within 30 minutes. So we went walking around Esplanade ( the wind is damn shuang), an we decided to go play lan -.-. In the end I was going to vomit with all the vibration around me. So we went back to our apartment ( somewhere above OG - can you believe it?) and stone till the morning, watching random stuff on TV like TAR 12 when Shana and jennifer were elminated. So until now, I have no0t slept for 30 hours le and I am wide awake. My eyes were nearly blind last night and I havent sorted out my stuff yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-3855236678113121711?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3855236678113121711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=3855236678113121711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3855236678113121711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3855236678113121711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/12/prom-was-fun-but-after-prom-was-even.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-2224995551648956000</id><published>2008-11-26T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T22:25:32.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ANYBODY WANTS TO LEARN ROLLER SKATING WITH ME?? :)) THEN WE CAN GO EAST COAST AND FEI..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-2224995551648956000?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2224995551648956000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=2224995551648956000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2224995551648956000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2224995551648956000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/11/anybody-wants-to-learn-roller-skating.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-7725634050931127057</id><published>2008-11-25T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:39:54.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ooo I just found out that I owed the library forty cents. As if I am going to make my way down personally to pay them the forty cents&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-7725634050931127057?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/7725634050931127057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=7725634050931127057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/7725634050931127057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/7725634050931127057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/11/ooo-i-just-found-out-that-i-owed.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-7809012229391449728</id><published>2008-11-21T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T17:51:47.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Went ice skating wheeeee today. Was fun, but I fell down on my back, then got this electrifying sensation that ran up my spinal cord to my brain. Can skate a bit, but according to the others my posture was wrong. Anyway, I have blisters on my ankle (the ball there) and my little toe. I really want to go ice skate again because it's so funnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. At PS, I saw Miss thian (the history teacher) and a teacher form cat high also ( a guy but I forgot his name, but he came in at the same time as fourier ang). Scandalous shit, and the guy stared at me and I stared back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-7809012229391449728?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/7809012229391449728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=7809012229391449728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/7809012229391449728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/7809012229391449728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/11/1_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-396834702050430454</id><published>2008-11-20T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T22:15:52.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. ITS OVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. No more nation wide exam foreverrrrrrrrrrrr wooot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Went to watch Quantum of Solace today. It was a nice movie, but I was a bit disappointed. Casino Royale was so much better and QoS had quite a confusing storyline, though the filming and graphics were reasonable. But there was this 7 minutes long credits at the start which irritated me. At first the song sounded ok but as it went on and on it became very annoying. BUT immediately after the stupid boring credits, there was this parkour scene when he chased down a person and the rope scene was the best in the whole movie. But the Olga girl was erm .. nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Need to do a lot of stuff with my limited time! a) Do up my scholarship and ps stuff - at least try to write b) SWIM c) run d) go out and hopefully abuse my free GV tickets at vivo e) read books f) shop for prom - dont know whether to wear a vest or a blazer g) enjoy the little time I have left :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Oh I want to learn at least a few more languages during ns, as well as learn stuff that I am interested in. I certainly dont want to rot my 2 years inside. Also to plan a backpack trip to Europe after ns. I am totally going to stay there for at least 2 months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-396834702050430454?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/396834702050430454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=396834702050430454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/396834702050430454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/396834702050430454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/11/1_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-6487958714400533082</id><published>2008-11-11T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:51:59.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Econs is sex man. Totally exciting and super nice to do. Love the micro essay, it was SO EASY HAHAHAHHAHA. -.-. I dont even know what I was writing about in the essays and they are the BEST essays I have written!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Chem paper 2 was ok, but paper 3 is going to pull me down cfm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-6487958714400533082?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6487958714400533082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=6487958714400533082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6487958714400533082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6487958714400533082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/11/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-3257511744589423645</id><published>2008-10-26T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T09:16:56.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Lol today at lib while we were studying, there's this little girl who bought fries, and she left more than half of the fries. So ZY decided to be a bitch and stole her fries and eat it. :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I think I am seriously screwed for A's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. And I am feeling very lousy right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-3257511744589423645?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3257511744589423645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=3257511744589423645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3257511744589423645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3257511744589423645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/10/1_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-162008025497337808</id><published>2008-10-16T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:51:07.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really think S.H.E. is going to be so dead. I have never heard such a bad album before. Totally CMI. Crap songs with lousy and meaningless lyrics like &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说你已寂寞三个月 &lt;br /&gt;非常怀念有我的从前  &lt;br /&gt;但是你前天更新的相簿 &lt;br /&gt;明明搂著一个正妹  &lt;br /&gt;你说她只是个好朋友 &lt;br /&gt;怎麼你说谎越来越弱  &lt;br /&gt;而为什麼我们都已经分手 &lt;br /&gt;我还有心痛的感受  &lt;br /&gt;你从来都不知道 我对你有多好  &lt;br /&gt;就连命都可以不要  &lt;br /&gt;你说你其实早就知道 只是你不需要  &lt;br /&gt;何必犯贱痛苦自找  &lt;br /&gt;谁比你贱 恋爱只求新鲜  &lt;br /&gt;谁比你贱 对谁都要欺骗  &lt;br /&gt;我庆幸 我高兴 不用再被蹂躏  &lt;br /&gt;我比你贱 分了手还想念  &lt;br /&gt;我比你贱 但你比我可怜  &lt;br /&gt;我至少还拥有颗 你没有的真心     Rap：  &lt;br /&gt;Billy Jean她不是我的妹 &lt;br /&gt;她只是个同班同学  &lt;br /&gt;那天见面 只是去吃面  &lt;br /&gt;我也不知道怎麼会拍了那照片  &lt;br /&gt;拜托不要跟我华山论剑  &lt;br /&gt;你有倚天剑 我不敢跟你耍贱  &lt;br /&gt;对你是真的非常想念  &lt;br /&gt;骗你的话我就不叫周定RAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_________- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;周定RAIN.. for what? Just say the name la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-162008025497337808?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/162008025497337808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=162008025497337808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/162008025497337808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/162008025497337808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-really-think-s.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-79176027530666475</id><published>2008-10-12T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T11:56:58.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Friday was Grad night. But we had lessons in the afternoon, which I was late for holy's chem lecture. Oh it was open house also, but it was pathetic. Nobody/very few came. Then after H3 we went to some random classrooms and played cards. Anyway, grad night was interesting but it got really boring after the first few classes, and I almost fell asleep. I really think our class montage was the best lol, and I cant believe they actually gave us a bear zz. After the whole thing, we went to take photos and what not and we went to drink at bullfrog, and I drank this wierd drink called nothing which was midori+vodka+some rum thingy. It was interesting cause the place actually hired all china people. I really cant believe 2 yrs jsut passed like that. I didnt want to go there at first cause it will be dominated by high school and ny people, but then I must say I had quite a good time in school. I will definitely miss the class bench, mph, classmates, co mates, some teachers, and the times we played cards at our bench while trying to look around for any teachers lurking around and lectures too when we tried to stay awake for boring lectures. Goes to show that time flies really quickly =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Finally something's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have been rather slacky this few days and have not been doing anything useful, and its only 2 weeks away from A's zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall try to post pictures after I koped from all those who took pictures&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-79176027530666475?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/79176027530666475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=79176027530666475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/79176027530666475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/79176027530666475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/10/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-2691871073971174735</id><published>2008-10-03T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T23:03:10.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really hope that the people who put the skins up do not remove the pictures, or it will be super troublesome to redo everything zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to watch survivor wheee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-2691871073971174735?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2691871073971174735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=2691871073971174735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2691871073971174735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2691871073971174735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-really-hope-that-people-who-put-skins.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-6695982684701622511</id><published>2008-09-26T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T22:06:13.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Very bad week with very bad (or rather very disappointing) results. First was maths, then chem, then econs. I thought I would have done reasonably well for econs, but then i actually got 11/25 for one essay and 14/30 for one case study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Really dont know what to do now. People around me are going crazy and nuts over mugging, which makes my sad cause no matter how hard I try I still do not have the mood to mug. Muggers are really crazy and no-life people zz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-6695982684701622511?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6695982684701622511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=6695982684701622511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6695982684701622511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6695982684701622511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/09/1_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-8078531559042344294</id><published>2008-09-22T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:48:02.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. GP was VERY horrible. With snide and sarcastic comments like 'Rarely have I seen such a random and rambling essay' and 'Appalling presentation' and 'Was illegible at some parts and virtually indecipherable at others (Hello? Nobody said my work was untidy and indecipherable when I showed my works to others'. Oh, the marker also described one person's essay as 'mind-numbing', or 'You do not have the ability to answer the question' or ' spectacularly unqualified to attempt the question'. I admit that I wrote a very bad essay cause my mind was in a blank and I chose the wrong questions or I never read the question properly, but I dont think it is nice of a teacher to use such sarcastic and mocking tone and words to like criticise the student. Particularly when people failed their papers/get a S/U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Went with the CO peeps to this cafe and played board games today. I love saboteur. Fun game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="'application/x-shockwave-flash'" data="'http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/48cd3b64ddb82bd0/48cd0cf97d529c95/be940ef3'" id="'W4727a250e66f972348cd3b64ddb82bd0'" width="384" height="283"&gt;&lt;param value="'http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/48cd3b64ddb82bd0/48cd0cf97d529c95/be940ef3'" name="'movie'/"&gt;&lt;param value="'transparent'" name="'wmode'/"&gt;&lt;param value="'all'" name="'allowNetworking'/"&gt;&lt;param value="'always'" name="'allowScriptAccess'/"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object type="'application/x-shockwave-flash'" data="'http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/48cd3b64ddb82bd0/48cd0cf97d529c95/be940ef3'" id="'W4727a250e66f972348cd3b64ddb82bd0'" width="384" height="283"&gt;&lt;param value="'http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/48cd3b64ddb82bd0/48cd0cf97d529c95/be940ef3'" name="'movie'/"&gt;&lt;param value="'transparent'" name="'wmode'/"&gt;&lt;param value="'all'" name="'allowNetworking'/"&gt;&lt;param value="'always'" name="'allowScriptAccess'/"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;http://www.nbc.com/Saturday_Night_Live/video/clips/palin-hillary-open/656281/&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SlQo-IYNkwg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SlQo-IYNkwg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Was watching this. Its darn funny la. Omg Tina Fey can really act as Sarah Palin well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palin: Good evening my fellow Americans, I was so excited when I was told Senator Clinton and I would be addressing you tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Clinton: And I was told I would be addressing you alone . (LOLOLOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palin: You know, Hilary and I dont agree on .everything&lt;br /&gt;Clinton: (cuts in) Anything. (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;Clinton: I believe that diplomacy should be the cornerstone of any foreign policy.&lt;br /&gt;Palin: And I can see Russia from my house! (LOL LOL LOL LOL ROFL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palin: Just look at how far we've come. Hilary Clinton who came so close to the white house, and me, Sarah Palin who is even closer (ROFL)&lt;br /&gt;Audience: Laughs&lt;br /&gt;Palin: Can you believe it, Hilary&lt;br /&gt;Clinton: Hm (roll eyes + audience laugh, shakes head), I cannot! (HAHAHAHAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clinton: I'm sorry I need to say something. I didnt want a woman to be the president, I want to be a president, and I just happened to be woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palin: What an amazing time we live in. To think that just two years ago, i was a small town mayor of Alaska's _____ capital, now I am just one heartbeat away from being the president of the United States of America, it just goes to show that anyone can be president.&lt;br /&gt;Clinton: Anyone. (Shrugs) Anyone. Anyone. (Shrugs again)&lt;br /&gt;Palin: All you have to do is want it.&lt;br /&gt;Clinton: (Shrills + laughs) Oh ya ya (laughs again). You know, Sarah, looking back, if I can change one thing, I probably should have wanted it more. (laughs like a mad woman)  (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am utterly amused right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-8078531559042344294?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/8078531559042344294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=8078531559042344294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/8078531559042344294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/8078531559042344294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/09/1_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-9152890138106377406</id><published>2008-09-11T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:31:29.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. I really dont know why there's such a big gap between O's and A's. I still remember in O levels, prelims or the real thing itself, I always have like 30 minute extra or so after I complete the paper, probably except history and SS cause you have to write a lot. But for A levels, I was struggling to complete the paper within the 3 hours given. Chemistry also. For paper 3, I had to remind myself to stop stoning after every few parts cause there's no way I am going to complete the paper if I continue to stone. Every paper is like a race against time. Stone for 2 minutes = die, unlike for secondary 4 where you stone 15 minutes also can. (I use to do that for geog). It can be really taxing on the mind. And I calculated that I have 28 hours of papers to complete for A levels. Imagine sitting in a classroom and doing all papers within a day. O_O. I really hate papers with at least 2 hours cause you will get sick of it and you wouldnt want to do anymore and thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Maths was bleugh. I thought it was actually ok but then a lot of careless plus wierd questions = a lot of marks lost. I cant believe I spent 15 minutes on a 3 mark inequality questions and I got bluffed by the GC. Then there's this parametric equation in which I subbed the value wrongly and there goes 10 marks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Chemistry was ok la, but I didnt study/didnt bother to study electrolysis and went to do that question. And the halogen question was ewy cause I dont really know how to describe the shit although I know what it is about. Organic questions are forever easier :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Econs case study was wierd cause its on globalisation and I dunno what was writing about (they ask about some change in the inflationary process = ???-what the hell is a change in inflationary process). For essay, I went to do a 25 mark question on IR about the 4 macro goals but then I found nothing to write on. And its like for each essay, I had to crap a lot to give it bulk or I would never have been able to crap out so many pages. And I guessed correctly "Explain the problem of scarcity - 12 m", but I never study it anyway cause its so crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Biology was horrible and disappointing. MCQ was wierd, with very strange and vague questions. The moment I saw the first question my mind went blank and I stoned. Paper 2. I did the essay first, but realised I left out and misread the stuff. Then I went to do the structured. And I never stdy definitions whatsoever and lost like 10 marks which are there for FREE. Like the 3 monophyletic/polyphyletic/paraphyletic thingy in which I deliberately left out cause I thought it was not important. -.- Then I lost another 10 marks cause I couldnt do the genetics because I FORGOT THAT IT WAS REPULSION INCOMPLETE LINKAGE AND KEPT THINKING ABOUT COUPLING INCOMPLETE LINKAGE. And I didnt know that pure bred= true bred. RARARARARAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I just read a comment on the newspaper that a reader actually called in to tell wang yue gu to jian fei to make her more agile around the table . LOLOLOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-9152890138106377406?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/9152890138106377406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=9152890138106377406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/9152890138106377406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/9152890138106377406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/09/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-781472963320259060</id><published>2008-08-29T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T23:05:59.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. A week of pure laziness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Went school today for teacher's day celebrations. 12 Lotus was there, and I like Liu lingling. She's damn cute lol. And 715 looks like some flower vase, and when asked to give a reason why people must go to watch 12 lotus, he said ' Because got me.' Liu lingling decided to speak in english ans is darn funny lol. She said must watch 12 lotus cause there's a fat woman in bikini lol. And I just realised xiao han was from HC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The new teachers put up a performance as usual, then at the end, there's this teacher who STRIPPED wth to show off his supposedly built torso. The whole audi went eww and he continued dancing around the stage half naked in front of principles and deans and PCs and all the teachers like some frenzied mass murderer. And he sprayed water wtf at the crowd, and he was wearing a BRIGHT blue underwear in which he didnt realise at all that he was actually revealing it. And not as if his chest was really muscled and what not. I never knew schools would allow such stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. House is back - 2 episodes back to back. Going to watch now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-781472963320259060?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/781472963320259060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=781472963320259060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/781472963320259060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/781472963320259060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/08/1_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-8058998444271976581</id><published>2008-08-26T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:39:22.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. GP was horrible. I totally did not know what I was writing about. Composition questions were weird and the comprehension was even weirder. I cant believe I didnt know what telling meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Favourite quote from some one: 'Wang yuegu really looks like an auntie that just came back from a wet market and decided to try her luck at playing ping pong in the olympics finals that kind' Was Loling at it. Quite funny ma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Watched the short interview on the news about the table tennis players on their thoughts about the Games and the manager. Feng Tianwei sounds nice, Li Jiawei sounds professional and what wang yg said totally made me wanna agree to the above quote. Was quite angry with her comments on the team manager and why she lost to some low-lying table tennis player from Dominician Republic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Still very unproductive :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-8058998444271976581?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/8058998444271976581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=8058998444271976581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/8058998444271976581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/8058998444271976581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/08/1_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-2504497497465990244</id><published>2008-08-17T11:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T11:52:27.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. 2.50!!&lt;br /&gt;2. Steffan is VERY lucky to win 50m and 100m freestyle with 0.01s. Wth.&lt;br /&gt;3. Libby Tricket :)&lt;br /&gt;5. Kirsty Coventry !! She won all the medals Zimbabwe is going to get in this games.&lt;br /&gt;4. Kosuke Kitajima :) - He totally dragged the Japan team to get a bronze in 4x100m medley but he's going to retire :(&lt;br /&gt;5. Dara Torres :) :) :). Silvers at the age of 41. Wow. And she lost the gold in 50m freestyle by 0.01 s. Very nice swim and I think its a source of inspiration to all women.&lt;br /&gt;6. Eamon Sullivan big disappointment&lt;br /&gt;7. Cavic - a bit more only, but Phelps won hehe.&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;3 the Australian women medley team&lt;br /&gt;9. Phelps got 8 gold. WOOHOO&lt;br /&gt;10. Exciting swimming event in the Olympics with all the records written and re-written. Even more so when we can get to watch it in school and when Phelps gets a gold there will be screaming that will disrupt lessons :):)&lt;br /&gt;11. Prelims next next wk and the only chapter I read through was Chromatography for H3, which is like the last paper :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-2504497497465990244?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2504497497465990244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=2504497497465990244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2504497497465990244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2504497497465990244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/08/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-4276439578871322015</id><published>2008-08-11T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:20:15.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really think Joi Chua is a very good singer, and they should have used the chinese version rather than the english vesion cause the chinese version makes more sense and is more meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel damn lazy can. On friday night, I watched the opening ceremony of the Olympics till like 12.30 (to watch house). It was very draggy, and very long, and I fell asleep halfway, when the athletes walk out (there were 204 nations). I now know more nations, and wonder why some of them even bother joining the games when they like send only 2 or 3 athletes. I also realised that the arabic countries are pro in wrestling (may be a generalization). But the cauldron was lighted nicely and the firework were nice, especially the huge footprints, but I was disappointed with the song (You and I [or vice versa]) cause I cannot hear what they singing. After the whole ceremony there was news 5 tonight at 12.10 am?? It should actually be News 5 morning then. Then I watched house, which was quite funny cause Voglar wants to kick House away and blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for the rest of the 3 day holiday, I was watching the Olympics without doing any work at all. Die le, prelims coming but havent really start yet. Liked Michael Phelps alot. Wth, his underwater fly kick is imba and he caught up quite a lot with the kick. Thats why he excelled in fly, back and free but not really breast, but his breaststroke is equally good. I saw him took the 400m IM medal, which was very good cause he caught up last 50 m very quickly. Then this morning the 4x100m free relay was freaking exciting, cause US was like losing cause of the third swimmer who was very slow, but then the last swimmer Jason Lezak was VERY good. He was 1 body away from the French guy at the last 25 m and he managed to catch up and snatch the gold away from the French. Then the US team keep jumping, particularly Phelps cause he still have chance to get his 8 gold. The third swimmer suck la, totally wasted the lead Phelps and the second swimmer got. And the funny thing is that all top 5 teams broke the world record. Then for the women 400m freestyle, the GB swimmer sneakily took away the gold by touching the wall first when Katie Hoff was like leading throughout. Was shocked by that lol. Then just now Phelps broke the Olympic record for 200m fly again. Woots. Hope he can get his 8 golds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Federer advances to the next round : )))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-4276439578871322015?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/4276439578871322015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=4276439578871322015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/4276439578871322015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/4276439578871322015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-really-think-joi-chus-is-very-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-5845979214813775579</id><published>2008-08-03T21:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T21:59:40.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to see the juniors perform on Friday at Suntec at the Garden Fest with zg, szuan, mic and lh. Not bad, and the funy thing was that the stage was too small and maureen had to conduct below the stage and all the percussion instruments were also placed below the stage. After that, we walked around and took pictures of the things there. It was the last day there and there were like clearing up the place already. But the exhibitions and all were nice and beautiful. Especially the ones on level 6, where the people used flowers to design a big thing out of it. Was very nice, but too bad it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWz5VaL2BI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uMcIz4b_iI4/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230284339841587218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWz5VaL2BI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uMcIz4b_iI4/s320/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWz5r5NaAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/56HSUpmHGxk/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWz544s58I/AAAAAAAAAFc/puOFwZ-Kfnk/s1600-h/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230284349364824002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWz544s58I/AAAAAAAAAFc/puOFwZ-Kfnk/s320/Image031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWz5969WbI/AAAAAAAAAFk/oR0JmN86Qv0/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230284350716467634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWz5969WbI/AAAAAAAAAFk/oR0JmN86Qv0/s320/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWz6P3_OdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/xB22-0A8uWU/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230284355535845842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWz6P3_OdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/xB22-0A8uWU/s320/Image027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWzFHINDBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/fmHHsE5OBRM/s1600-h/Image038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230283442654874642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWzFHINDBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/fmHHsE5OBRM/s320/Image038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWzFdQLTqI/AAAAAAAAAEs/cvXhcyvkQuE/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230283448593895074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWzFdQLTqI/AAAAAAAAAEs/cvXhcyvkQuE/s320/Image037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like this best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWzFb2oB3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/9cfuzMhBpYU/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230283448218290034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWzFb2oB3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/9cfuzMhBpYU/s320/Image036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWzFtGs8DI/AAAAAAAAAE8/iYFdJH9taLw/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230283452849123378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWzFtGs8DI/AAAAAAAAAE8/iYFdJH9taLw/s320/Image035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWzFqzR0yI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3zJbX6rnYUQ/s1600-h/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230283452230783778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWzFqzR0yI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3zJbX6rnYUQ/s320/Image034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWyTXzQNgI/AAAAAAAAAD8/mOrBojF6fSY/s1600-h/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one!&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWyTi25NJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1eVEBaDNyrQ/s1600-h/Image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWyTnklHlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/efoBrzKDfD0/s1600-h/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230282592370368082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWyTnklHlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/efoBrzKDfD0/s320/Image041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, a double bass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWyT6_RFTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nKxYn3ln_ik/s1600-h/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230282597582574898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWyT6_RFTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nKxYn3ln_ik/s320/Image040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWyUAv9fGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/7FOn7Vya7RY/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230282599128988770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWyUAv9fGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/7FOn7Vya7RY/s320/Image039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And a really BIG cabbage XD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have a lot to say, but I dont know how to say. Anyway, Nadal is going to replace Federer as world first, which totally sucked. Hope Federer can win back and kick his ass at the Olympics/next year to claim his title back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-5845979214813775579?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/5845979214813775579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=5845979214813775579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/5845979214813775579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/5845979214813775579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/08/went-to-see-juniors-perform-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SJWz5VaL2BI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uMcIz4b_iI4/s72-c/Image033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-4588742706926700982</id><published>2008-07-25T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T22:24:10.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone need to punish me for being very lazy. Been thinking about a lot of stuff these few days and I wonder why I work so hard for some stuff but in the end there are others who get the desired results and I did not, or that why did I just keep on procastinating stuff and in the end I didnt get what i actually wanted, which leads to other unhappy stuff and wasting of time in the future. Someone please slap me. Promos are like 5 weeks away and I have not done any productive shit at all, unless you count doing 3 maths questions within 1.5 hours productive, and they are those easy ones mind you. I just can have the drive to do the things I want to do, like everytime I tell myself to do some stuff, I will always find excuses for myself not to do them. I should have been able to do so much extra stuff last year and this year but I keep finding excuses not to do them. I think I am doomed to fail. I cannot understand why people are like full time muggers right now and when I want to try to follow them, I cant. I just think that I dont have te determination at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to watch The Dark Knight today with al, eliza, jeremy, PC king and wife and edi today. I left my pullover on the bus boohoo, but luckily I got Cao Lei to took it for me cause she was still on the bus. But then, edison was very wierd throughout the day and he's not like his usual self. &gt;&lt;. OOh, the dark knight is VERY X 1000000000000 nice. It's like the nicest movie I watched this year, and almost every minute was packed with action and cool gadgets and tricks and stuff. And the whole thing wasn't cheesey at all, unlike Spiderman, where Peter will ALWAYS kiss MJ and say a lot of mushy stuff at the end. I like how the movie ended - short and succinct. Heath Ledger was really good. He made the joker looked like a real joker. Pity he died lol, but his acting skills imba. He really portrayed the joker as a psychotic crazy lunatic. I think they should really give the Oscar to him lor. He was just very imba. Anyway, I liked the whole plot and how the story unfolds. And I dont mind watching it again cause its really worth the money. Oh, his motorbike is much much cooler than his car thingy. And I dont understand why he changes his voice when he changes into batman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh today was half day; all were supposed to be released at 1130, but our last lesson ended at 10.30, but had to wait for H3 Zzzzz at 12, but I did practically nothing cause we played cards again. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhh, someone please wake me up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-4588742706926700982?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/4588742706926700982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=4588742706926700982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/4588742706926700982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/4588742706926700982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/07/someone-need-to-punish-me-for-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-1444938802292991964</id><published>2008-07-23T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T21:51:29.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Donated blood today fo the first time in my life. Quite fun to see the person inserting the big needle and navigating it in your vein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it was very cold this morning because of the big rain, and it was even colder in the auditorium, and I was still shivering even though I had the sweater on since there will be occasional cold gush of air con air ovfer my head *shivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, during Maths tutorial, Joyce lee flashed a piece of paper under the projector, then my name, and jeremy's and althea's and charmaine's names were on it. Then, for one moment, I thought we were chosen to do something, but then, it appeared that we had played TRUANT during econs lecture and we will get 4 demerit points. Then Joyce's face was totally black. But then, we didnt pon at all. It just happened because Carolin Ip let us off 15 minutes early since she had already finished her lecture, and the next lesson was chem lab, but we cant enter, so we went to the bench under the admin block to stone and wait for the time to past. Then, Veronica Chua walked past and we waved to her, then we joked about how we pon the lecture. Then she looked at her watch and realised it was still the lecture period but we were sitting outside already. Then we chatted, and we all thought that she knew we were joking about it and blah blah and she even said I looked like I will have a 50% chance to pon the lecture (-.-) and what not. Who knows she really took it to be true and reported us to Ken Yeow, so we had to go explain to Ken Yeow also who was equally shocked that we will pon the lecture. Haha, Veronica Chua is so nice and believes everything we say. Then, when we explained everything to Joyce, she laughed, and told the whole class that Veronica Chua said I was cheeky &lt;-- wth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-1444938802292991964?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/1444938802292991964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=1444938802292991964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1444938802292991964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1444938802292991964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/07/donated-blood-today-fo-first-time-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-6714006456697979123</id><published>2008-07-21T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:50:34.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NYCO concert was erm disappointing to a certain extent, cause their people are very pro but their choice of songs was a bit erm. I expected more from shadier and liberatango, but then.. and the first song was totally random, and progressively I found it hard to concentrate or to listen properly cause 1. TOO many songs, 2. some songs were boring, 3. no oomph in their songs. But I have to admit that the 2 percussion items were very very good and impressive, expecially the Storm warning and dance thingy. Tai Yang was imba, and impressive. Shit, we should have played it for our concert. And I liked the almuni items also. Short and nice.  Anyway, after the concert, I reached home at 12.10 a.m. and watched House till 1 p.m. then stoned for 30 minutes before I went to sleep for 5 hours to go to school. Then at night, I had a very bad cramp in my left calf when I was trying to straighten my leg in the water. Had to use one leg to kick back to the side, then use legs as flippers instead the normal freestyle kick for freestyle. Then the whole of today, I was walking around with a limp. And I just spammed lots and lots of muscle cream hopefully to keep the pain away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-6714006456697979123?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6714006456697979123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=6714006456697979123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6714006456697979123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6714006456697979123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/07/nyco-concert-was-erm-disappointing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-2411277629311682338</id><published>2008-07-13T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:47:07.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I swore 4 yrs ago to stop eating durian cause the smell will linger for days. (When I was in Serangoon North my aunts would buy durians almost every week during the season and I manages to stop eating.) But on thursday, when Al brought cat mountain king durians to school, I broke my promise. Then just now, my mum bought durians again and I ate again. Not that I hate durians though, but I just dont like the smell lol. But I will still eat durian puffs and cakes and puddings because they do not have such an overpowering smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House is VERY nice. I think I have fallen in love with it. The plot is tight and all the conversations are witty and the whole story just unfolds nicely in front of you. And Gregory House/Hugh Laurie is imba. Not to mention that I won 2 GV tickets for any movie because of my random suggestion. But the tickets can only be redeemable from Monday to Wednesday excluding public holidays, which is a bummer cause I wanted to use the tickets to go to weekend shows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-2411277629311682338?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2411277629311682338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=2411277629311682338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2411277629311682338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2411277629311682338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-swore-4-yrs-ago-to-stop-eating-durian.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-2665397146887462097</id><published>2008-07-11T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T23:05:25.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was very depressed after the med talk today because I do not have/possess the things that that guy said that was necessary for a better chance at the interview for medicine. Like hospital attachments (where am I supposed to get the contacts when none of my parents know any doctors/friends who are doctors), volunteer work (too late now anyway, plus there's not enough time to do now because of prelims and what not) and CIP and blah blah to show that I am a caring person lol. I think i am just going to apply, but I doubt I will get it anyway. There are people like Joshua that will get that place, not me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-2665397146887462097?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2665397146887462097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=2665397146887462097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2665397146887462097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2665397146887462097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/07/was-very-depressed-after-med-talk-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-2279962845492063707</id><published>2008-07-07T17:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T18:11:03.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sat was jts and ytd was hccoqgy. Was fun la but very tiring. Went to the psc exhibition in the morning and listened to the talks and walk around at the exhibitions. Then the people there just stuff us with plastic bags and theres like 10 over booths so there are 10 over bags and some stuff can be found in the main bag they gave us. But there are cool stuff in the bags, like a swiss knife, shoe bag, one v classy pen and other nice stuff, but in the end we were outside sorting out the stuff and discarding the stuff that we didnt want. But the bag is still very heavy. Then had lunch at subway and I realise that their cookies are damn nice and cheap too, especially the macadamia one. lol. Then we went to toys r us and get present for jts later on then went to esplanade to while the time away. It was just basically wasting 2 hours in the library, but the library quite cool got performance. Then we went to marina square for jts at mof. Food was nice and had a fun night there. Its lie a little chamber. THEN WE GOT TO SEE FIREWORKS. OMGOMG. ITS LIKE MY FIRST TIME WATCHING LIVE FIREWORKS OMGOMG. ITS NICER THAN I EXPECTED, ESPECIALLY THE ONES LIKE THE CHRISTMAS TREE AND AT THE END IT WAS LIKE FALLIND STARS OMG AND THE SOUND PRODUCED WHEN THE FIRWORKS WERE RELEASED WAS LOUD BUT IT MAKES YOUR HEART JUMP! THEN ALL 26 OF US JUST RAN OUT TO WATCH!!!! Ok lol. Played very stupid games and celebrated maureen's bday and exchanged presents and reached home damn late and damn tired. THEN MY HANDS WERE RED AND BLISTERED FOR CARRYING THE BAGS THE WHOLE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd met with the tanbo people at SMU to prepare presents, but before that I got my new earphones! Muahaha. SMU quite nice, the basement got air con and benches and we prepared tis notice board thingy for everyone with messages on top. Then we went to have lunch and then movie at Cathay. Watched Hancock. Not bad la, just that I got no/little impression of the movie already. Then met up with qy and km and went botanical gardens for qgy, the same place we had our qgy last yr. Quite funny feeling. Was quite full, so cant eat much, but IMO the juniors really did a good job  JY and WK and ZY was really funny and made the botanical gardens snow, which made ours last yr a bit of a failure. Had exchange of gifts, then felt really guilty didnt do anything for the comm or the rest of the people. Then didnt get anything for ZW also, so shall get something for her tmr. Heheh, felt a bit sad la. This really marks the end of everything officially. It was my first time taking lots of picture with everybody, because I nvr like taking pictures. I think I will miss HCCO very much after this, but having said that i am left with both the wonderful and bad memories I had these 2 yrs, like how we fought hard for SYF and after that I had breakdown and then it was concert in which we all put in a lot of effort in planning the whole thing and practising the songs. The comm was a cool bunch of people to work with. I rmb the times when we argued on the songs to play for the concert, the next comm, the little details in which we took a long time to figure out and meetings were full of laughter (probably because of me cause thats what everybody said :P ). I nvr knew planning stuff could be fun, and I enjoyed it a lot even though it meant hard work and a lot of time put in both within curriculum times and weekends. Nobody is going to rob away these memories away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Nadal sucks. He won Federer in Wimbledon, but not as if he can change his world ranking anyway =P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-2279962845492063707?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2279962845492063707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=2279962845492063707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2279962845492063707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2279962845492063707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/07/sat-was-jts-and-ytd-was-hccoqgy.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-3191939628972481481</id><published>2008-07-02T22:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:38:04.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just spend one hour collating the attendance list for CO and it was damn tiring can my hands are like dropping off after typing the Is and Os and must calculate the thingy somemore and my eyes are hurting like shit after staring into the very harmful computer screen for 1 whole hour trying to count the number of Os someone has or to see if got mistaks and what not and now in the end I decided to the care le my eyes are more important lol but I think I got everything correct la but who cares anyway blocks finally over which is good but lectures and tutorials are coming and we have to complete cell signalling tutorial by tomorrow and we were only given the thing today so wth I am so not going to do it because theres simply no mood to do it and they just threw us more notes and they are getting thicker and thicker I swear and I know nuts about sample mean and variance in sampling and the hypothesis testing sounds so crap and bio lecture today was like one and a half hours of torture of rolling eyes and staring into space and the application syllabus is so damn crap and losuy and useless and I think bio is like one of the useless topics in JC because you learn all about the cells and the molecules and the DNA and in actual fact most people are tortured by this stuff after the 2 yeras of crap and shit so much so that they lost their already little interest in cellular biology and it is doing the other areas of biology such as animal physio and plant anat and sex repro which are more interesting and MORE RELEVANT such a big disadvantage and I shall stop here or I will continuing bitching about the education system and I decided to write the whole thing in one whole sentence because I think it is fun hehehehe lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-3191939628972481481?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3191939628972481481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=3191939628972481481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3191939628972481481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3191939628972481481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-just-spend-one-hour-collating.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-6935787627455090630</id><published>2008-06-29T11:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T12:48:26.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blocks were __________. &lt;-- Insert any negative words you want. I didnt know what I was writing for GP (and probably agouti is going to fail my language again for dunno what reasons she always do so). Econs was ewwy, again I didnt know what I was wrtiting about. Chem paper 3 was doable, but I did A LOT of careless mistakes plus there were certain parts which I didnt know what I was writing about again. Bio got nothing to say. Theres no difference in whether you mug or not. You will fail anyway and maths totally speechless. Actually, they should have just put all the chem papers together and not separate them to 2 whole days, because nobody now has the mood to mug anymore and its just a waste of time because you have to study the same subject and the same topics for 2 times. And I realised when teacher set questions, they should use basic logic. Like do you really think 60% of HC students spend at least 1 hour on maths tutorial everyday? With a mean of 60+ and deviation of only 20+ (as calculated, unless I am wrong). From what I know, only like 10% people do their maths tutorial on time and they hardly use 1 hour to complete it. Anyway, I have tuesday off. Finally the bio students end EARLIER than the physics people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-6935787627455090630?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6935787627455090630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=6935787627455090630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6935787627455090630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6935787627455090630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/06/blocks-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-284949622370500678</id><published>2008-06-24T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T18:00:40.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>While an exchange rate policy can help bring down the negative effects of import price push inflation, one must also note that with a stronger currency, exports will be made less competitive as importing countries will find it more expensive. Hence. demand for exports will decrease. Thus, net exports may decrease, BOP may deteriorate and AD may decrease as a result.. - in which I forgot to include and wasted 30s stoning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-284949622370500678?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/284949622370500678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=284949622370500678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/284949622370500678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/284949622370500678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/06/while-exchange-rate-policy-can-help.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-2730380552971085303</id><published>2008-06-22T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T10:27:50.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wa sian. Totally no mood to mug, then everybody beside me is like on a mugging spree, and I havent even complete and subjects yet. Got people finish mugging like 2 weeks ago, which is the time I started (or it may be even later). Now blocks cfm ggbbq le. Omgmgmgmg =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-2730380552971085303?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/2730380552971085303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=2730380552971085303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2730380552971085303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/2730380552971085303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/06/wa-sian.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-5836355043711838523</id><published>2008-06-18T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T22:04:04.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I went to TTSH to see the ENT, and IMO it was a wasted trip because the doctor said I had nothing wrong with my nose, just that I have an allergy and blah blah and he speaks in such bad english that I gave up trying to decipher what he saying, then obviously when he said I have JUST an allergy (which explains my runny nose every morning) and that explains my red and swollen thingy in my nose (oh ya, not to forget to mention that he poke this long scope thing into my nose and now I have a wierd feeling in my nose and it cost $56), I wanted to rebut him and ask him if is he trying to tell me that I have an allergy (and thus swollen) for TEN OVER YEARS because I have runny nose EVERY MORNING. And apparently he said that my nostrils is VERY small (so thats why I breathe loudly/wheeze, NOT SNORE), but it is OK. Wth. Hello? Can you use basic common sense? If I have a smaller nostril then others, that means I cant take in the same amount of air per unit time right? AND I REPEATED THE TWO LETTERS NS TO HIM &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; times. AND he cant get it. He suck. And what he said totally contradicted what the polyclinic people said. #@^@(^!^%#(&lt;a href="mailto:%@^#^@^$"&gt;%@^#^@^$&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I saw this really funny poster which says " International FALLS Awareness Day". Like who needs to know what is a fall, or it maybe "International FALLs (Autumn) Day" or "International FALSE Awareness Day" and the list goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-5836355043711838523?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/5836355043711838523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=5836355043711838523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/5836355043711838523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/5836355043711838523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-i-went-to-ttsh-to-see-ent-and-imo.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-55011830255922916</id><published>2008-06-16T16:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T16:58:51.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>苍茫大地，生灵之田&lt;br /&gt;任凭风雨侵蚀，战火纷飞&lt;br /&gt;也阻当不了历史车轮滚滚向前&lt;br /&gt;大地地依然郁郁葱葱，春光遍地&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) I can memorise this but I think I am nuts : I kept replaying this song for like 2 hours, which is equal to wasting time cause I haven't finished revising any subject and blocks start like next week&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-55011830255922916?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/55011830255922916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=55011830255922916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/55011830255922916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/55011830255922916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-can-memorise-this-but-i-think-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-3918036221078010927</id><published>2008-06-06T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T22:22:52.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things that I regret:&lt;br /&gt;1. Playing 水墨&lt;br /&gt;2. Not play 南道阿里郎&lt;br /&gt;3. Trying to tune the sanxian until the string break - must change all the strings - no time to change (it was 20 minutes before the concert) - cannot play - two months practising with my arms sore wasted&lt;br /&gt;4. Speaking too much during med checkup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-3918036221078010927?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3918036221078010927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=3918036221078010927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3918036221078010927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3918036221078010927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/06/things-that-i-regret-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-4581894989628234629</id><published>2008-06-02T08:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T08:59:16.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday's concert was a success. And it also marks the ending for our CO life. The whole thing was so fast: one minute I was panicking at the backstage before the start of the concert and another minute it was already down to the last 2 songs. I really liked da di hui chun and gu du feng qing and tian shan sheng hui and carmen. And the 2 concertos and all the ensemble pieces. But shui mo was boring :P. After 6 years of CO, its v sad that all these have to come to an end. The days in HCCO were fun and the people were nice, even though I came from a different school from the rest. I remember last year when we had to fight hard for da di hui chun to be our choice piece and also fought equally hard to get GWH. My heart was very heavy when we left SCH, like it would be the last time we can actually perform there. Come to think of it, I dont really mind the practices even if it meant going home at 9 everyday, or that my finger will have blisters, or constantly panicking whether I have misplaced my ten dollars pick, or really long meetings, or screwed practices that made everybody pissed - like on tuesday and saturday. I think there will be definitely something missing in my life, like questioning myself why I can get to go home at 2 on wednesdays. I will miss MPH and the juniors and wei lao and lan lao, and defnitely the experience of playing in an orchestra. I dont even know when I am going to touch my instrument again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-4581894989628234629?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/4581894989628234629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=4581894989628234629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/4581894989628234629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/4581894989628234629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/06/yesterdays-concert-was-success.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-1014576343483275394</id><published>2008-05-30T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:27:55.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;2 more days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss the days when 852 will be filled with CO people and we will all talk together on the bus. Met Sut Yee today on the bus and we started talking about how we used to have an 852 gang and now when the seniors all left, somehow the gang never came together again. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-1014576343483275394?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/1014576343483275394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=1014576343483275394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1014576343483275394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1014576343483275394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/05/2-more-days-and-i-miss-days-when-852.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-1436300852231549595</id><published>2008-05-26T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T21:32:49.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I am addicted to peach. I have been drinking peach green tea from the bubble tea shop for 4 days in a row and also pink dolphin. But yesterday when my father asked me to eat a peach, I refused. So I conclude that I am addicted to &lt;em&gt;peach-flavoured&lt;/em&gt; stuff - which is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 6 more days to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-1436300852231549595?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/1436300852231549595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=1436300852231549595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1436300852231549595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1436300852231549595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-think-i-am-addicted-to-peach.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-3508412156146748305</id><published>2008-05-17T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T21:42:46.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, we spent 10 hours in the mph listening to people talk about their aspirations for CO, and then argued for 2 hours about their posts and what not. And it is a challenge to stay awake for the entire thing because some were really x 100 boring. And we just basically stuff ourselves with junk food (like 2 whole packets of wang wang + 2 chipsters + pringles + waffle crisps - the whole box + one whole packet of big white rabbit sweets + i-dunno-how-many tubes of oreos and Mcdonald's). &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND PLEASE COME FOR THE CONCERT. GRAB YOUR CO FRIENDS ALONG PLS??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-3508412156146748305?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3508412156146748305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=3508412156146748305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3508412156146748305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3508412156146748305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-we-spent-10-hours-in-mph.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-7757570774725627106</id><published>2008-05-15T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T22:27:19.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200610959350128290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SCxIHQ8RXqI/AAAAAAAAADs/7P_09rJI3cc/s320/hccoticketII.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do come k?? Need tickets please tell me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-7757570774725627106?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/7757570774725627106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=7757570774725627106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/7757570774725627106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/7757570774725627106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/05/please-do-come-k-need-tickets-please.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KgKxwcRVTxs/SCxIHQ8RXqI/AAAAAAAAADs/7P_09rJI3cc/s72-c/hccoticketII.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-1628275014964039309</id><published>2008-05-04T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T17:34:36.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ooo. Went for AJCO concert ytd being the bad guy. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was erm ok la, but I wasnt impressed by their songs. They could have chosen better songs, but I definitely like the second and the last song. Then again, I bet most people wont like the song we chose because they are too emo. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And SATS was horrible. The CJC people were totally inefficient and we started at 9 when all other centres started at 8. And it was 4 hours of mind boggling passages and after a while everything look the same, which is bad, but I must confess that I was laughing at the Maths section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And econs TA was omgwtfggbbq. I didnt know what I was writing about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, one down, 3 to go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-1628275014964039309?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/1628275014964039309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=1628275014964039309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1628275014964039309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1628275014964039309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/05/ooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-3762043076210897313</id><published>2008-04-20T17:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T17:30:51.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ytd, we went to buy instrument, but the people say they got no time to prepare the instruments for us to choose, so we ended up stoning at that shop for 2 hours, then I had to rush to Kino to buy the SATS book because I only have 2 weeks left, and I didnt bring enough money to buy the AP book, which was a bummer. Then I remembered that Border's has a cheaper book, and I walked there, then they say there's no stock, and so I have no more time left but to rush back to Yishun and rush out again. And I just realised I have only 2 weeks left to all those shit, in which I shouldn't have signed up and wasted the money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-3762043076210897313?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/3762043076210897313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=3762043076210897313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3762043076210897313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/3762043076210897313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/04/ytd-we-went-to-buy-instrument-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-1382533351945370250</id><published>2008-04-14T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:15:38.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I swear this is my 5th lowest point in my entire life (with 4 more other to come). I cant believe I am so weak. -_- Shall hide in a corner and emo like crazy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-1382533351945370250?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/1382533351945370250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=1382533351945370250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1382533351945370250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/1382533351945370250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-swear-this-is-my-5th-lowest-point-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-7339213391533248719</id><published>2008-04-13T02:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T02:18:41.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes it makes me wonder why am I here sleeping 6 hours a day and getting brain damage almost everyday (mostly tuesdays) or finger pain or simply suffering from lack of rest. Its detrimental to my health (duo). But I think such life excites me, because its amazing to see how I can survive each agonizing day. You just have to control what you can control and let things happen if they are not beyond your control, and prioritise your objectives. There are certain things that are more urgent than others, or that the other stuff can be completed after the more urgent ones. Which I have to start prioritising my time well, and all the more I should continue to strive on so that I can make the best out of my remaining JC days and hopefully do well in my studies so that I can worry one less stuff in the army, which brings to me to the point that I will confirm plus guarantee chop fail my Napfa because of pull ups and sadly 2.4 which I have not been training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I should stop saying random thoughts on my blog, given that more and more people are reading my blog. 0.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-7339213391533248719?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/7339213391533248719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=7339213391533248719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/7339213391533248719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/7339213391533248719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/04/sometimes-it-makes-me-wonder-why-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9052360135173852647.post-6997195995363794743</id><published>2008-04-10T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T22:58:18.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got U for Bio. Isn't that EXCITING??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should start mugging furiously like I have never done before. I shall start studying a topic a day because it keeps the Ss and Us away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9052360135173852647-6997195995363794743?l=openyourdoors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/feeds/6997195995363794743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9052360135173852647&amp;postID=6997195995363794743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6997195995363794743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9052360135173852647/posts/default/6997195995363794743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openyourdoors.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-got-u-for-bio.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan Zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04687371279806948911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
