<?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-4560827343466120512</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:51:42.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the notebook</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-3320359782567905063</id><published>2009-09-08T02:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T02:39:03.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've shifted.</title><content type='html'>I decided it's a time for a shift.&lt;br /&gt;find me here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://polkasticks.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://polkasticks.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-3320359782567905063?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3320359782567905063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-shifted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/3320359782567905063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/3320359782567905063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-shifted.html' title='i&apos;ve shifted.'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-8774826249849429106</id><published>2009-09-07T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:13:15.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantabulous</title><content type='html'>Little Girl don't be so blue,&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're going through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayness, I'm finally updated moi blog.&lt;br /&gt;And I finally watched Coco Before Chanel, my official NC16 movie!&lt;br /&gt;That show rock my smelly socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I've been giving into temptations for the weekends, so I should study tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Dozed off for a couple of hours on the sofa again, I think I should make the sofa my bed.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a fruitful weekend, so yay yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-8774826249849429106?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8774826249849429106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/fantabulous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/8774826249849429106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/8774826249849429106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/fantabulous.html' title='Fantabulous'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-7829980623605263554</id><published>2009-08-24T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T23:14:13.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>excite.</title><content type='html'>I'm not so tired today, and it's a yay.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to collect my one year supply of contact lens this friday.&lt;br /&gt;This is random, but I'm watching Ratatouille on Disney channel after Miss Universe 2009.&lt;br /&gt;And and I'm going to stay in school to study till 6pm starting today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need sleep badly right now.&lt;br /&gt;And stop ringing your name in my head, it's disturbing and distracting.&lt;br /&gt;darn it! I've said it, or typed it.&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-7829980623605263554?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7829980623605263554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/excite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/7829980623605263554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/7829980623605263554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/excite.html' title='excite.'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-525293226738198199</id><published>2009-08-20T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T19:18:13.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the in and the out</title><content type='html'>First of all, my new phone.&lt;br /&gt;Yayness! Credits to my brother awesome yet boldness and admirable courage for dumping my phone into the dustbin chute. He changed. But it doesn't concern me anymore, since two days ago. Also, I should thank him somehow or another, taking a load of my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm packing loads of assignments for me, myself and my brain. I'm leaving all my tragedies aside, and living life to the fullest. Studying, sleeping and eating. 3 more months to the end of stress. Since I was rejected, I've been thinking of other alternatives to what should I do after graduating from secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lowered my options to JC, or getting into banking and finance, and business adminstration.&lt;br /&gt;Since I learnt my lesson from DPA, I've decided to work extremely hard. I really love Mass Communications, my inspiration?? Magazines. After 'O's, I'm so gonna plan my career path!&lt;br /&gt;At the mean time, I'll just have to work my hardest, and be prepared to see my future unfolds itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Chinese results were disappointin yet fulfilling. I skipped 4 grades since Mid-Year exams.&lt;br /&gt;F9- C5, I didn't expect a C, of course, because of all the effort I put in. Late nights and memorising. I'm not retaking of course! That's the best grade I'm able to get for Chinese. After all, 'O's chinese oral, I got a Merit, and it's the best I've ever gotten in my whole secondary school years.&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/4560827343466120512-525293226738198199?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/525293226738198199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-and-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/525293226738198199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/525293226738198199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-and-out.html' title='the in and the out'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-2390420013416614613</id><published>2009-08-18T17:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T18:57:26.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another disappointment!</title><content type='html'>I'm bombarded with a bucket full of tragedies today.&lt;br /&gt;It's not really tragedic, or whatever you call it. Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm locked outside my house for at least 40 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;2. Got rejected.&lt;br /&gt;3. I almost missed the bus today.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm sort of under my brother's rule. (It's bizarre, but I'm living with a monster!)&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm preparing for further disappointments tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the first two really took a big blow to me, but it's okay. I expected it.&lt;br /&gt;The second one was probably God's will. Because, if I got accepted, I would have slackened down and not get good grades for 'O's. So, it's the will of God.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, anyway, it's THE 'O's, equalvalent to STRESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tata for now.&lt;br /&gt;While I prepare for IT. THE 'O'S.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-2390420013416614613?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2390420013416614613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/yet-another-disappointment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/2390420013416614613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/2390420013416614613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/yet-another-disappointment.html' title='Yet another disappointment!'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-6674218153542541402</id><published>2009-08-17T17:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T18:04:28.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drained!</title><content type='html'>It's Monday, and it's not blue.&lt;br /&gt;It's the colour for lethargic, which I've got no idea what colour it is.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to sleep at 10 tonight, provided I found my TKSS and PHS Paper 1.&lt;br /&gt;Broke my record, I think. I sort of studied through the entire weekend. Which doesn't really happened that often. I'm going to have tuition in an hour and a half.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I'll pull through the remaining of today without dozing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, plans for the weekend, I'm going to relax, reLAX, RELAX!!&lt;br /&gt;I will...&lt;br /&gt;- have fun for at least 4 hours on Sunday and 5 hours on Sarurday.&lt;br /&gt;- stop sleeping at 1-2am.&lt;br /&gt;- finish revision fo Social Studies.&lt;br /&gt;- go for outreach.&lt;br /&gt;- stop thinking about grad. night and not let it pollute my mind with excitement.&lt;br /&gt;- eat lesser.&lt;br /&gt;- have a productive yet enjoyable weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think the having fun for 4 and 5 hours is too much. I'll probably cut it to half.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, stomach's growling, brain's malfunctoning, eyes closing, sun's scorching.&lt;br /&gt;But I 've got no time to attend to my needs. I've need to accomplish my assignments before 1930.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATA! :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-6674218153542541402?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6674218153542541402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/drained1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/6674218153542541402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/6674218153542541402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/drained1.html' title='Drained!'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-291924252556746884</id><published>2009-08-12T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T15:16:47.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Virus Attack</title><content type='html'>My email is going bonkers. It's either the computer, or someone has hacked into my msn.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, both isn't the case. It's making me panic. And I obviously hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a laugh in school today, at the last two lessons of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Woots!  Social studies was some quiz discussion thing about the earlier topics. But my group went kazak, and we started playing different roles of people. Hahahahahahahaha, and the last lesson was VCE, and we had to write a resume of ourselves, and then we have to guess who the person is behind the written resume.&lt;br /&gt;I started falling asleep lesser these days, it's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cravings are driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of Hot Devil Drumlets at KFC. Now I want Chocolate Milk Tea, and Aglio Olio pasta.&lt;br /&gt;These days I'm awaiting my chinese 'o' level results, crossing my fingers tight, hoping I'll at least get a C5.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seaweed Shaker Fries. Strawberry Sundae. Spicy Beef Bowl. Hawaiian Pizza. Strawberry Melts. Korean Ramen. Steam Prawns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-291924252556746884?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/291924252556746884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-virus-attack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/291924252556746884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/291924252556746884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-virus-attack.html' title='It&apos;s A Virus Attack'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-8104600207705629449</id><published>2009-08-11T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:42:11.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter Heart</title><content type='html'>I'm drained.&lt;br /&gt;I'm famished.&lt;br /&gt;I have fulfilled my cravings.&lt;br /&gt;Yay to KFC, Hot Devil Drumlets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I easily hungry nowadays, probably because I used my energy more than usual. The final showdown is in 3 days time, and thinking of it, freaks me out. The seats that are usually arranged are now arranged in a position that it faces the centre aisle, which is going to be super awkward for the cast, cos all direct attention is going to be ON STAGE. Even though I see HOF people like every Friday and recognise most of the faces, but it's more scary performing in front of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God that my role is not those loud ones and "people-will-remeber-you" kind of role. So yay! I've been sighing alot these few days, and getting even more tired. HOW??!! Man, it's bad. I've got to stop it. I've been under alot of stress lately, and there's alot of thoughts running through my mind. One reason for not quitting blogging. I don't really share much to my mum nowadays due to her busy work schedules. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm hungry and going to eat now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo to studying!&lt;br /&gt;and xoxo to fresh-looking eyes and brain!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-8104600207705629449?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8104600207705629449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/bitter-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/8104600207705629449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/8104600207705629449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/bitter-heart.html' title='Bitter Heart'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-8945686593552862654</id><published>2009-08-08T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T15:54:12.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrinkled</title><content type='html'>My throat has officially ruined my speech, I haven't got a normal voice since morning.&lt;br /&gt;I sound like a man. Tomorrow's rehearsal is going to be a disaster for me. How am I going to sound bimbotic in a man's voice. I shouldn't have ate supper last night!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm super in need of a white belt to match my purple long blouse/dress. There's a photo shoot for the whole cast tomorrow, and IM DREADING IT :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learn a new technic to memorise stuff. So it's a plus plus point for revision!! Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I decided to blog AGAIN. I'm trying super hard to study a while ago, and noticed it's not helping. Darn the stupid weather. I shall just psycho myself, like STUDYING IS FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School should start propaganda like: Studying=Money, We all &lt;u&gt;LOVE&lt;/u&gt; Studying, or Studying Makes Life Easier!&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if all these kind of posters are pasted on walls, it would be vandalised in less than a minute. Hahaha, I'll be the first!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going to say it!&lt;br /&gt;STUDYING MAKES LIFE EASIER, xoxo Studying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-8945686593552862654?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8945686593552862654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/wrinkled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/8945686593552862654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/8945686593552862654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/wrinkled.html' title='Wrinkled'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-7315027864262167968</id><published>2009-08-07T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T16:12:25.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plain New-sance</title><content type='html'>I offically caught THE COLD!&lt;br /&gt;And I hate it, cos' it makes my voice change. No cough, so very good.&lt;br /&gt;I'm super sleepy now, and I'm going to take a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI: I'M GOING TO SHUT DOWN THIS BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S BORING ME TO DEATH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-7315027864262167968?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7315027864262167968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/plain-new-sance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/7315027864262167968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/7315027864262167968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/plain-new-sance.html' title='Plain New-sance'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-7417146829486359597</id><published>2009-07-13T18:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T18:56:40.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh!</title><content type='html'>It started with a bomb and a splash.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's Monday again. The bomb refers to my alarm clock, and the splash refers to the water stinging my eyes. Yes, I finally decided to apply for DPA, shocking but true. Yeah, it was thanks to a friend and the clock. I got to make some amendments before it got sent off to my desired poly, and hopefully it will be reached and be desired by the course lecturers. I don't know why I decided to do it, but I still did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Integration sucks alot. Really, I rather have differentiation with product rule and quotient rule, it is so so much better! Integration bores me, and make me feel stress, what's more, I haven't get to the depth of the chapter yet! Why would someone bother to invent a rule about switching dy/dx back to y? Can't those boring mathematicians just keep things the way it is?? They pile my brains like stones and rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I should stop my Sims2 addiction and start working on my portfolio. Sometimes, I wonder why I'm so into writing, probably it's the best way to express my thoughts. I sometimes find explaining in speech tiring and exhausting, unless it's a conversation about stuff. Oh, and also, toodles to Heart.Sports, at least my mum allows Outreach, since she said that outreach is more beneficial than Heart.Sports. Yay Yay!! Prelims are on their way, which means prepare for the midnight oil and toil!! Argh! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-7417146829486359597?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7417146829486359597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/argh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/7417146829486359597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/7417146829486359597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/argh.html' title='Argh!'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-383210254818674257</id><published>2009-07-04T09:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T09:43:18.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's and Out and all WINS</title><content type='html'>School was pretty relax this week. I mean PRETTY. As in literally.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, you get my point. Anyways.. I've had lots of fun in school and church and ME!&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still not use to my sleeping hours. I used to sleep like 9-10 hours a day and then it shrunk to 6. Resulting in sleeping in class. Super bad. I'm going to church at 11 later for painting then to outreach. Next Monday, plans.. TTSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God that Jovin is recovering! Yay, soon she'll be able to talk!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-383210254818674257?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/383210254818674257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-and-out-and-all-wins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/383210254818674257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/383210254818674257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-and-out-and-all-wins.html' title='It&apos;s and Out and all WINS'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-6036777398506267832</id><published>2009-06-26T13:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:57:26.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyance</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I should really take the advantage that now, my brother visits my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Hah! isn't that like marvellous and such. As a brother, ZERO. As a son, 4.5. As a imposter, ZERO TO THE MAX! So sorry la, telling the truth. Since when do I proclaim such stuff on my tagboard. Oh, and please, I don't hate people publicly, cos' I seriously hate publicity. Blogs are like diary for people to know what you are up to and all. Anyway, enough of indirectness for my poor little boy in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I want my leggings fast, and I'm going to Marina Square on Sunday to buy sneakers, and I'm going to spend alot of money in July. My mother doesn't really care anymore, which is a really good thing. I'm waiting for Old Navy spree and Blazer spree on the blogshop. Woots!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to complete BOF now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-6036777398506267832?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6036777398506267832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/annoyance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/6036777398506267832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/6036777398506267832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/annoyance.html' title='Annoyance'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-4103909327881269229</id><published>2009-06-24T16:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T17:49:58.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Hair Day</title><content type='html'>Starting my week horribly again!&lt;br /&gt;How sick is that? Especially when I clearly know that I have a massive pile of homework awaitin my pressence. And sadly, my addiction to Boys over Flowers is getting worse. Thank goodness I'm completing the show already, or else my remainding days of freedom will not be of liberty anymore. I so have to complete my homework by tonight, and probaly sleep at 5am again.&lt;br /&gt;Since I can sleep at 5am due to drama addiction. I don't see a point why can't I sleep at 5am because of homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yayness to homework!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to complete all of them today.&lt;br /&gt;After YCG of course :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-4103909327881269229?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4103909327881269229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/bad-hair-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/4103909327881269229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/4103909327881269229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/bad-hair-day.html' title='Bad Hair Day'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-6055112433107429695</id><published>2009-06-20T13:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T13:39:06.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know.</title><content type='html'>Wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be so direct.&lt;br /&gt;I shall just put them in a box and shuffle them away, and probably fixed it when I'm free from wierd thoughts. At least, we're still friends, it's better than completely ignoring each other in awkward situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm in a rather mixed situations right now, JC or Poly??&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely going for the best route of course. That depends where my L1R5 or L1R4 take me.&lt;br /&gt;I so want to get that job, but it'll take like good grades and stuff. I'll probabl go for internship and stuff. Now, all I have to do is get an A1 for English and do well for Math and combine humanities.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been going for REAL shopping for a really long time already, thanks to my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: How many shoes you have already? You want to count or I count for you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What? Okay what. Fine la, I don't buy shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Then what you want to buy? Clothes, bags?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Clothes only, okay la, I don't buy bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: So you going to buy clothes is it? Bear in mind, you have 8 pairs of jeans, and many blouses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Fine la, but now GSS got so many sale, why cannot buy, it's lik super cheap leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Go la, go and buy, see what happen later when you come back home with you shopping bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Is buying sneakers a crime too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Why don't you try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (pissed of face) Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See!! We had this stupid conversation for nothing. Now I have to smuggle things home. Yay to big bags.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-6055112433107429695?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6055112433107429695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/6055112433107429695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/6055112433107429695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-know.html' title='I know.'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-1003658828238635859</id><published>2009-06-15T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:26:17.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To The End</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty hardworking today, it's the most revision I've done during the holidays, and I'm going to break my record tomorrow. Hopefully, I've got enough time to update my portfolio, and I decided to go for DPA. That's just a millimetre of my passion for Mass Communications. My MYE Results suck, so I've got to do better in my portfolio, and hopefully secure a place in NP, SP or TP. So, it's keeping my fingers cross until the results are out in late August. I'm so going to get a place. I'm still thinking of 2 other courses, besides Mass Comm, cos' I need to put in at least 3 courses in order to apply for DPA. I've thought about Law and Management, probably, Banking and Finance. Law is my scond passion, but Banking isn't at all. I will do Banking because of the income and the assets I'll be willing to enjoy. But all three future careers give me no time for myself, so what if I have the $$. I'm still going to give all 3 a shot, even though it gives me no personal time and space. I'd rather slog my guts out than doing math. I'll probably enjoy working than studying in future. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's go back to my books. I'll slog my guts out now, and enjoy working in future.&lt;br /&gt;Ta-ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-1003658828238635859?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1003658828238635859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/1003658828238635859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/1003658828238635859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-end.html' title='To The End'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-200060598646568418</id><published>2009-06-11T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:39:51.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocking!</title><content type='html'>The title speaks for itself.&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you why if you're willing to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this weather is awfully killing me, giving me strong urges to cut my hair or imaginating myself with short hair. But then again, me with short hair is unbelievable. My hair is my precious. If I have to cut it short, please bring a bucket, I'll cry a litre of tears. Seriously, me? Short hair? Dream on. I can wear a wig, I won't mind. But no short hair, maybe I'll consider when I reach mid-life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today it's like a sweaty, hot and stuffy thursday. Why can't it just rain, like massive downpour or something. It'll be good, and I'll definitely enjoy it. Oh yes, I have to post up the pictures. Maybe I'll do it on Saturday afternoon. I hate uploading pictures, it bores me.&lt;br /&gt;My mum cheers me up this morning, she made lunch. Yay! It's all my favourite. I miss stuffed squids and eggs with shrimps. Yummy! Anyway, after lunch, went to church to help out. I did nothing much, really. Cos' it's mostly the guys stuff to do. Like carrying stuff, which is super heavy, and I'm a weak person though I tried lifting the table about 2 metres. So, I think I tried my best. Seriously, a 5kg rice can kill me. But I'll try to make myself useful most of the time, cos' I'll feel super guilty and useless if I'm not doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's colour friday tomorrow, and I can't wait. It's us hosting the event, so it's gonna be exciting. Yayness! And I know a little secret, and gonna wait a little while more, until she announces it.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm retiring soon, I guess. Mum's studying. I'll accompany her, yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-200060598646568418?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/200060598646568418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/200060598646568418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/200060598646568418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='Shocking!'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-2464168031536138807</id><published>2009-06-10T12:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T13:03:14.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/Si89xaYYz_I/AAAAAAAAAbc/iWHPfdVuFD0/s1600-h/Math_kills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345559201816563698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/Si89xaYYz_I/AAAAAAAAAbc/iWHPfdVuFD0/s320/Math_kills.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh man!&lt;br /&gt;Tuition and school homework is torturing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, church camp was like fantasy, it's like living in fairy tale land, if you know what I mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it's pretty crazy for me, because I sound really hardworking, but I think I'm not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm like slacking all day, it's as if I'm at a slacking buffet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All-you-can-slack buffet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This better stop. Seriously, I think Sec 4s in school shouldn't rest, they should go to school like everyday and maybe have 2 weeks rest. Great idea! But... just in case some teachers are reading this... this is just a personal perspective, so don't ever consider my idea. Yes, don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm pretty sick of studying. Especially Math. I'm trying to love the subject, BUT, the subject obviously doesn't want my love. So fine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just going to destroy this subject, but how??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid, gosh I'm dying. Is there an easier way out??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, a picture worth a thousand words, math kills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, and this stupid subject is like haunting me, day and night, and night and day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, Sheryl, after chee-na pig, you will become math geek!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, shut up Sheryl and go study, ranting won't make your workload shrink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-2464168031536138807?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2464168031536138807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/lifes-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/2464168031536138807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/2464168031536138807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/lifes-bad.html' title='Life&apos;s Bad'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/Si89xaYYz_I/AAAAAAAAAbc/iWHPfdVuFD0/s72-c/Math_kills.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-671605857348305785</id><published>2009-06-06T13:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T14:12:09.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M BACK!</title><content type='html'>Yayness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the camp spell A-W-E-S-O-M-E-N-E-S-S&lt;br /&gt;I got to know alot of great people, that I didn't expect to know before the camp.&lt;br /&gt;It has also been fruitful and splendid. The sermon speaks and I've learnt the importance of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pictures, because I didn't bring my digital camera along. But I'm in lots of pictures. I'll post it up as soon as I grab them! My hair so flat la, make me look so fat. Oh, the buffet was good, maid service and room service was super duper awesome. I heart the hotel! Oh oh oh, the shopping was de best. Especially the reject shop and the KFC in Malaysia. They have like chicken rice in the KFC. The rice is not those normal plain rice, it's really the [real chicken rice] rice. Very good right? Am I tempting you or what!!??&lt;br /&gt;Oh, during the camp, I was down for duty too, I had to stand on stage for camera duty. At first I was super reluctant, cos' Jerome said it was like everyone will notice you. So his advice was to wear something black. And I did!! The beginning was alright, but once Pastor Robert preached, the awkwardness started, the feeling was like getting punished and standing in front of the whole school during assembly period. But then, I got used to it and I find it pretty cool, the awkwardness lasted about 10 minutes only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I really heart the camp.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be coming very soon :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-671605857348305785?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/671605857348305785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/671605857348305785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/671605857348305785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;M BACK!'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-8368026573191375609</id><published>2009-05-31T15:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T16:21:42.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Daze</title><content type='html'>Less than 30 hours to that paper.&lt;br /&gt;The subject which I hated the most for 7 years, and then in 2 weeks, the hatred disappear.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yes, I'm looking forward to the camp, but looking forward to the camp meant that the paper is nearing. So I'm stuck in between. The good thing of this crappy chinese paper is that I can take a plane to Malaysia. But it also means I'm going to miss alot of lessons. Heck!&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.. I'll just depend on myself, and persevere and I don't know? Maybe start mugging right after the camp, since there isn't any Heart.Sports on Saturday, so it's like a break. Yeah, I'm going to start studying. Poor me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here's the rants. You don't have to read it, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the government is being really harsh on the sudents. I don't know, but I feel that students who couldn't cope with the study life at the beginning at the age of 11 or 12, would mean that they will definitely suffer in Secondary school and the future. So, yeah. Studying chinese really makes me wonder what's the point of making the student's work so hard for every single subject. I don't know, maybe all the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;报章报道&lt;/span&gt; that I've got to memorise, most of them are about teenagers and their causes for their various actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it got me thinking that it's not the teenager's fault for their actions. It's a fact that students often get discouraged when they get back their test scores or report books, even though they put up a brave front in front of their friends that their poor results doesn't really matter. Be it in the express, normal streams. And because of that, students distress in various ways. Leading them to mix with bad company, if their maturity is not strong enough. That leads to stealing, smoking and getting into various trouble. Then they get scoldings, detentions and all sorts of punishments. How can a student do well and cope well in life and studies?? Though the divorce rate in Singapore is getting higher, the rate of students having depression also increase, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I hope some government or MOE official chance upon my blog. It's true, maybe no one complains about the higher standards of education in Singapore. But do anyone knows that the students in Singapore are suffering? I guess not, cos' the adults do not understand at all. They usually say that it's for our own good and that Singapore's future lies in our hands. Whatever, you know! If the future lies in our generation then how are we going to handle the kind of pressure at that time, when we lose our teenage-hood? So does that mean we have to carry this pressure with us until the day we retire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's based on the view of a 16 year old. So for those who are 20+, good for you, cos' during your times, AT LEAST you had more fun when you're my age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-8368026573191375609?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8368026573191375609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/that-daze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/8368026573191375609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/8368026573191375609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/that-daze.html' title='That Daze'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-4110401422132808971</id><published>2009-05-30T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T20:42:15.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh!</title><content type='html'>It's less than 40 hours to do MT 'O' Level Exam, and I feeling super worried and super stress and super crazy! Crazy==&gt; Bad way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, even though I already know the format for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;报章报道, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have to learn the details and everything, memorise good endings and details that can help me score high. Not only that, I have to learn 公函. Learn details only. I don't want to waste much time studying for Paper 2 because no one has any idea what's is coming out. I think I'm going to burn the midnight oil tonight, I'm left with no other choices/options. I'm just going to perform my bestest performance on Monday and enjoy my labour afterwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. and the afterwards will be spent in Putrajaya Marriot Hotel for 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;The good news? I'll be enjoying and spending time with God.&lt;br /&gt;The bad news? I'm going to miss 4 days of remedials (all subjects). I've got alot of catching up to do. Which means I'll be grounded for the rest of the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I shall go and be tortured by Chinese and face this trial with joy :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-4110401422132808971?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4110401422132808971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/bleh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/4110401422132808971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/4110401422132808971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/bleh.html' title='Bleh!'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-1096758512836477223</id><published>2009-05-25T17:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T18:08:04.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Within the Boudaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/ShpttBFnHCI/AAAAAAAAAbU/n7a5G8JEB_Y/s1600-h/school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339700928354655266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/ShpttBFnHCI/AAAAAAAAAbU/n7a5G8JEB_Y/s320/school.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hasn't been a while since everything falls into place.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleepy again, as usual. I'm getting really nervous for the Chinese paper that is in a week's time. I'm like every student, working my guts out like every normal day. Life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;The routine every single day is the SAME!!&lt;br /&gt;Wake up--&gt;Bathe--&gt;Breakfast--&gt;Blow-dry hair/Tie hair--&gt;Off to school--&gt;Lessons--&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;Then, homework, etc.. I'm sick and tired of slogging my guts out, BUT students do NOT have a choice. Yeah, like me. Just like me. Once I can't manage my time well, I'm doomed for the rest of the week. And then another week begin, and soon I'll be wasting half a year. What the heck, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. all I do is rant to distress, play to distress, complain and flood my room with screams TO DISTRESS. A student's life will be sometimes end in a hospital OR a "mad-people" hospital.&lt;br /&gt;You know what I mean. At the mean time, my sloggings and sufferings had merely begun.&lt;br /&gt;I think criminal's should be sentenced to 10 years of a student's life.&lt;br /&gt;Advantages: They can learn the school values, educate themselves and gain morals.&lt;br /&gt;Disadvantages: The students will be in danger.&lt;br /&gt;But to solve the disadvantages, build a school JUST for the criminals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great idea, ya? Anyway, adults will think it's bullshit. So what's the point of students going to school, when they think that our ideas are bullshit? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-1096758512836477223?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1096758512836477223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/within-boudaries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/1096758512836477223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/1096758512836477223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/within-boudaries.html' title='Within the Boudaries'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/ShpttBFnHCI/AAAAAAAAAbU/n7a5G8JEB_Y/s72-c/school.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-4651308650558361201</id><published>2009-05-22T15:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T15:24:21.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolato!</title><content type='html'>Most probably, I'm trying to compose myself these few days.&lt;br /&gt;It's so difficult you know!&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that Chinese 'O's are super near, and everyone seemed so stress.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to break the barrel and laugh it off.&lt;br /&gt;So, I had to just shut up. I know, I laugh too much, and it's so difficult that for once, no one will play along with your lame jokes. Maybe this is a time for me to learn how to be serious :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I'm absolutely having a dreadful and insane (this insane= stress) time of my life. I have Chinese homework EVERY SINGLE DAY. And suddenly I realised it's still a miracle that I did not forget how to speak and write English. Everyday is Chinese, from 7.40-2.10pm. It's been a long time since I wrote my English name, english sentences or listen to teachers in ENGLISH.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is call "SOAKING YOUR BRAIN IN ENTIRELY CHINESE". Sometimes, I feel I'm in China :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To further entertain myself (also preventing me from sleeping), I mastered the act of speaking in a China Accent. Ooohh!! Can't help it, my second period teacher is from China, and well, I was bored :D I also made various trips to the toilet, cherished 2 recess time and cherished the breaks that beloved teachers offer. And I continuously felt HUNGRY!!&lt;br /&gt;Which is bad, horrid and hate it lots! I kept on eating and still feel hungry!!??&lt;br /&gt;But, maybe studying helps losing some weight, ooohhh!! Cool thinking, Sheryl :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of nonsense. As what my dad says: You're 16, behave like one. (He usually says that INDIRECTLY, which is obvious ;)) I think I'll proclaim if I survived this ICC. Oh and I realised, that I sleep ALOT. Nap= 3-4 hours, sleep= 6-7 hours. Average total? 9-11 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became a Chee-Na Pig. Eat, sleep, Study.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a smart, intelligent, crazy Chee-na pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oink Oink~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-4651308650558361201?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4651308650558361201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/chocolato.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/4651308650558361201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/4651308650558361201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/chocolato.html' title='Chocolato!'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-2575567436518376008</id><published>2009-05-18T15:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T15:53:09.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese Wrapped and Tied In A Bow</title><content type='html'>Intensive Chinese Classes (ICC) is really crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, everyone knows I hate Chinese, it's a pretty horrible subject especially, your parents don't speak Chinese to you since the day you were born. It's really hellish and a difficult subject for me to cope as well as concentrate. Usually, I'll just fall asleep or do something else. If I can get a B3 for 'O's, you'll see me jumping like a like bouncing fishballs. Okay, it's really random, but I'm picturing fishballs bouncing on the floor, like ping pong balls. The results from the MYE are back, partly.. E Math is so horrid, that I wanted to shred my papers in a shredder machine. Whereas Science, well, it's expected, I didn't prepare well for it, cos' I concentrated more on Chinese and did not really revise for Biology, and Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though our VP advised us to cut down on unecessary stuff, I will, but 15 minutes of blogging will not affect the rest of my day. I've woken up from my sleepless and dreamy dreams, and realised that I should spend sufficient time on studies, and probably start handling my schedule well, so I'll be able to do what I'm supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;So yes, ONLY 15 MINUTES. That's all :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, tata.. It's Chee-Na time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我是华人, 要学华语.&lt;br /&gt;我一定能做到!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-2575567436518376008?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2575567436518376008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/chinese-wrapped-and-tied-in-bow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/2575567436518376008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/2575567436518376008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/chinese-wrapped-and-tied-in-bow.html' title='Chinese Wrapped and Tied In A Bow'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-2372442997400842174</id><published>2009-05-18T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:40:28.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La Vie En Rose</title><content type='html'>Okay, went fo STAR TREK movie after the dreadful papers on Friday. It was awesome. Chris Pin is hot!! Yeah, so cute. At least I'm attracted to men, not women. Or else I'll have some problems :p Anyway, had Pepper Lunch after a really long time of craving it. Then off to church :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm laughing till today, which is a good thing. I hate the feeling worried, stress and pressurised, though a little is good. But I prefer looking at things on the brighter side of life.&lt;br /&gt;So, I began my revision for Chinese already, which is very shocking. I hate chinese, generally.&lt;br /&gt;But for the promising results, I'm left with no other choices.&lt;br /&gt;I was lat for 8am service today(SUNDAY) , due to my lack of sleep for the whole of last week, and only managed to gain a little back on Saturday. Hence, the eyebags.&lt;br /&gt;I finally broke my record of shopping. Went to Wisma to get everything I wanted. So, I'm feeling a little overjoyed. Shopping makes me happy too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be NAPFA test in 7 hours time. So, I'm going to head to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'll be putting up a tagboard soon, so I'll b contactable online :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-2372442997400842174?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2372442997400842174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/la-vie-en-rose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/2372442997400842174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/2372442997400842174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/la-vie-en-rose.html' title='La Vie En Rose'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-1337044348512802596</id><published>2009-05-14T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T17:05:58.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgent!</title><content type='html'>So.. I left 2 more papers, and 1 more day. Why must E math be the last paper of all? It's a hard time to cope, and it's also the end of the week, I wouldn't be putting in my best and last effort for that paper, I think. I'm drained out for this Mid-Year exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleeping early today :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-1337044348512802596?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1337044348512802596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/urgent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/1337044348512802596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/1337044348512802596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/urgent.html' title='Urgent!'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-5784732537684707467</id><published>2009-05-12T14:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T14:27:47.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Supergirl</title><content type='html'>Yep, it sucks. Math. Whatever. I'm loving Chinese more than loving Math.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm prepared to face the consequences. Seriously. Anyway, my agreement with my dad is a sper win-win situation. Even if I fail or did badly for his favourite subject, Math. I still get a new mp3. How cool right? I love my Dad, but obviously I also love my Mum. Though at times we can't stand each other, and I become rude to them, I still love them! Even if I can choose my parents, I will choose them AGAIN. Yeah, they're the coolest. Though I complain, yeah, I'm a spoilt child, but I'm a good spoilt :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough said. Yes, some told me that there's no good or bad spoilt. Spoilt = Bad, but yeah, I'm an acceptable exception. I have my good side too. Okay, stop it Sheryl, there's a limit to self-praising :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, A math paper suck alot. Really.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm back to memorising stuff :p&lt;br /&gt;Poor me, poor brain cells. It's okay, y'know. It's so much BETTER than Math.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think any math teacher actually impacted my life to make my grades jump from one range to another. Yah, ermm.. we can tell by my results since primary school. Horrible right? :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATA :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-5784732537684707467?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5784732537684707467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/supergirl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/5784732537684707467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/5784732537684707467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/supergirl.html' title='Supergirl'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-6147609936367533919</id><published>2009-05-07T18:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T18:36:43.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain in the ass</title><content type='html'>Anyway, today's paper is definitely a killer paper. It's super difficult, and the questions get tougher by each increasing number. Sucks right? Yeah, seriously, it's really difficult. Since I did not want to leave any quesions blank, I did everything, and even resort to putting dumb answers which obviously didn't make much sense, like err.. inventing my own formulas. How cool right? It's dumb la, to admit it. I was laughing at my stupidity when I start thinking about it. To compare from Sec 1 till now, today's performance was the worst. It was the first time I actuall invent my own formulas. Imagine seeing my face on the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahaha, great joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and tomorrow is like dreadful too. I hate both subjects. Chemistry and A Math. It's going o kill me. Well, A Math is generally easier than E Math, cos' the formulas and the how the question twist and turn, the solution is always the same. Oh gosh, if I fail Chemistry, I think I'll just die. I must break this curse of failing Chemistry time and again. Last year I got scolded in front of the whole class because I slept almost every Chemistry lesson. I just can't understand Chemistry. Does the future looks like we'll be calculating moles and using general equations everyday? I think we should have subjects like practical life lessons. Like how to manage your money or perhaps how not to get caught in debt or even how to prevent getting a jerk as a husband. That will definitely apply to us, and we will use it everyday in future. Cool huh??&lt;br /&gt;But of course, MOE disagrees with me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, I shall stop inventing subjects of my own like how I invent my own formulas. Hahaha, come to think of it, it's pretty hilarious. Lol. Can't help it, but it's just Mid-Year Exams, you know, 'O' level is the time of your life. Maybe. For now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the exams to end, I'm feeling really stress right now, and when I am stress, I entertain my distractions. So.. that should be another subject. How not to entertain distractions.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough rubbish and more thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Revision, revision, revsion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye computer, and hello books! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-6147609936367533919?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6147609936367533919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/pain-in-ass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/6147609936367533919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/6147609936367533919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/pain-in-ass.html' title='Pain in the ass'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-4405443231502099079</id><published>2009-05-06T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T16:29:33.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A simple word means no harm.</title><content type='html'>[Exclaimer: You don't have to read this, it's just my ranting!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of havin tuition and feeling pressurize at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;And have to rush through homework time and again.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's E Math (1). And I just got fired by my tutor, how hilarious right?&lt;br /&gt;It's insane. I was tearing when my tutor was marking my papers. I already felt wsuper stressed out already, and time and again rushing to do her POA homework before her lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Usually, I look forward to Wednesday as it's my favourite day of the week, because it's the only day school's end early, unless we have to do some last minute staying back in school fo classes.&lt;br /&gt;But since I got dance out of the way, tuition came and I cannot manage my time properly as everything is so cramped up, plus I have church commitimens every Wednesday night.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, I'll just rely on Mrs P right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-4405443231502099079?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4405443231502099079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/simple-word-means-no-harm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/4405443231502099079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/4405443231502099079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/simple-word-means-no-harm.html' title='A simple word means no harm.'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-927287630835118160</id><published>2009-05-05T11:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T12:31:17.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every song I hear reminds me of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything I do reminds me of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm done and can't take it anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's insane.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hate you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You think I enjoy this?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's paper is a writing marathon. My hands were going to break. Thank God that everything I hoped for came out. Hooray for late nights! Risking my eyebags were worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Today is going to be another long night. History paper tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;The social studies notes are still rooted in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"As countries trade and open their doors to investments, they earn more revenue. Governments in turn make use of these revenue for developments of education, health, defence, housing and transportation&lt;/em&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to delete it and then restore it back after the exams. Oh goodness, thank God that history there's lesser stuff to memorise compared to social studies. Or else I'll be dead, like literally.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I recall another social studies statement from Economic Impact under Talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"An increase of a worker's mobility may lead to a situation of brain drain..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's insane. Later I'm going to have a hellish time. Can you believe it? I actually ate my dinner at 10pm yesterday. It crazy. The exmas are killing me, probably stoning me as well.&lt;br /&gt;While I was memorising social studies yesterday, I suddenly see blurry images and became dizzy. I better not fall sick, I can't afford to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I shall continue on my internet surfing as it's one of the advancement of technologies as it transforms how one communicate, conducts business...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooops, it happened again.&lt;br /&gt;But I sound intellectual, which is good :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-927287630835118160?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/927287630835118160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/927287630835118160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/927287630835118160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry.'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-8372136212558266296</id><published>2009-05-04T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:57:41.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bare in the Head</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, life's tough.&lt;br /&gt;I've got to memorise so much stuff, and rumours said that the brain can only store up to 2000 sentences. I think I couldn't make it to 2000, probably 500.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with Development in Globalisation. And left with 1 paragraph to complete Impact.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's crazy. After I'm done with the chunck of paragraph, I'm moving onto Diversifying the Economy and nurturing youth and other stuff related to Globalisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left 4 essays to memorise, and I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;Globalisation is sucky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-8372136212558266296?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8372136212558266296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/bare-in-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/8372136212558266296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/8372136212558266296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/bare-in-head.html' title='Bare in the Head'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-8326036591796522350</id><published>2009-05-03T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T00:29:19.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, it's insanity.</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, bring on the eyebags and the midnight oil.&lt;br /&gt;This is hell. I just realised examinations are bad for students.&lt;br /&gt;Studying=Memorising.&lt;br /&gt;Our brain space is limitted. Like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll just rattle on and on, cos' in the end I'll still study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-8326036591796522350?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8326036591796522350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/yes-its-insanity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/8326036591796522350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/8326036591796522350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/yes-its-insanity.html' title='Yes, it&apos;s insanity.'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-7573467452679156912</id><published>2009-04-30T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:04:47.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L is for Lazy Loser!</title><content type='html'>I want my money back.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I don't pay for laziness, and you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;Seeking sympathy doesn't work for me anymore, I'm getting sick, so please come up with new ideas to entertain me. I'll be glad to actually. So, before you start anything, please think of the consequences. You'll end up seeking for people to join with AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and about originality, why don't you grab some first, before trying to steal from someone.&lt;br /&gt;Your schemes doesn't work for me anymore, cheerios, L!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'll be mean if you want me to. I'll play the game even though it risks my hands to get dirty. I'll be exceptionally pleased, and will be really kind to stick plasters all over your face. You have caused troubles to so many and blame each and everyone of us fo hurting you when the problem lies with you, and you alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-7573467452679156912?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7573467452679156912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/l-is-for-lazy-loser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/7573467452679156912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/7573467452679156912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/l-is-for-lazy-loser.html' title='L is for Lazy Loser!'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-6703502479362311875</id><published>2009-04-29T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:05:52.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap!</title><content type='html'>How irritating can you be??&lt;br /&gt;This is sheer shit, like seriously, though it's stupid to keep on clinging on to hope.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you!! Hoping for that very chance that one day I'll forget about you.&lt;br /&gt;It's dumb and irritating when you told me about her, and I stupidly play along!&lt;br /&gt;Damn thing! I wish I could hate you, it's less suffering than crushing on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll set a rule that I'll use the computer at night.&lt;br /&gt;And then stop burning the midnight oil and fully concentrate on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;From tomorrow onwards of course. After the Mid-Year Exams, it's Chinese all the way, till 1 June is over. Oh yeah. Then I'll start mugging for A &amp;amp; E Math and Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;The rest I can mug when I'm confident for Math and Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I should change lola to something else, it's getting wierd~!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-6703502479362311875?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6703502479362311875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/crap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/6703502479362311875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/6703502479362311875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/crap.html' title='Crap!'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-6815495204166350703</id><published>2009-04-28T14:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T15:21:14.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring on the Heat!</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, you won't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bringing Chinese into my subjects of hope of becoming one of the high passing range.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you got to believe it. You'll see me making magic changing F9s to A1s will make your jaw drop. Today's MT Paper, was one of the best Chinese composition I've ever written. It's like OMG!! Bang bang bang!! Random. We'll sing Bang the Drum by S.G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, my hard work has paid off for Chinese, but my Ms L is never satisfied, like she kept on blaming us for watching movies during Chinese lessons last year, but after all, our class still topped the whole cohort for chinese last year though the movies we watched were English movies. Wierd huh? Teachers are never satisfied with your results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy over Selena Gomez, Taylor Swift and Lady Ga Ga.&lt;br /&gt;They rock my smelly socks. Social Studies next Tuesday. I'm so gonna have a great laugh, you'll know why...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-6815495204166350703?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6815495204166350703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/bring-on-heat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/6815495204166350703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/6815495204166350703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/bring-on-heat.html' title='Bring on the Heat!'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-1498416492641711638</id><published>2009-04-27T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T17:36:40.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday's Crazy Day</title><content type='html'>Okay, firstly I was jumping with joy after EL Paper 2. It's like insane. The paper is so difficult especially the damn summary. I was pretty happy actuall cos' I got like two vocab question right. So it's a yay sitaution for me. I was laughing and jumping and going mad. It's common for me to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from tomorrow onwards, I'm packed with extra lessons. POA after MT Paper, then Chemistry on wednesday till 5pm, Thursday is either Math or Biology. So.. I'm going to need my Red Bull again. I think it'll be possible for me to get a few As for this MYE. So fingers crossed, and yes, it's going to be disastrous. Why? Because I'll be sleeping so early for a fresh and awaken mind, which means mugging has to take place in the AFTERNOON!!! Yep, soon I'm eyebag-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is GREAT. I love mondays. The start of craziness, though everyday is crazy day for me. I'm enjoying my life but not the stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLA!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-1498416492641711638?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1498416492641711638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/everydays-crazy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/1498416492641711638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/1498416492641711638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/everydays-crazy-day.html' title='Everyday&apos;s Crazy Day'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-6658984379658901383</id><published>2009-04-24T16:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T16:47:44.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La-La Land</title><content type='html'>Well, crude shit! Mr K is gone for week and we're left to do our Math papers with a relief teacher. The crappiest thing was that we're not done with the syllabus yet.. We left vectors to complete in the recent chapter, and tomorrow's math class is cancelled, oh wow! great...&lt;br /&gt;Though I hate remedials and extra classes, this one is a must. What the heck? Exams are like coming, and the school are sending the teachers of the graduating classes for attachment and courses?! What a crazy thing to do?? What's more math is one of the really important subjects. Damn thing! I'm so gonna be dead. A math, E math and Chemistry will be one of those subjects I'll definitely fail. If I fail Chemistry, it's entirely my fault. But Math? It's not entirely my fault.&lt;br /&gt;Every single subject teachers are doing revision with us, except math!! Thank you, school, you've done a great deal in my life. Seriously, whatever, heck! For goodness sake, the principal, vice-principal and every teacher is telling us that we're graduating and we must put in alot of effort. But how do we do that if the school keep sending teachers away for courses?? Make sense. Well, if I complain that to any teacher, or the principal or whoever working in the school, obviously they'll say that it's part of our job to be independent learners. Oh fine, then might as well, every student don't have to come to school. We can be "independent" learners. Ain't that convenient??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh great, what's more Mr K is going to see how far our standard is after the MYE. Fabulous isn't it? What's more, he cancelled tomorrow's extra lesson. Marvellous! We'll see how many people will fail, or do badly. Bear in mind that I'm not the only one who's frustrated with this whole shit. Our teacher left us when we needed him the most. Since Primary 1 and 2 students get to skip exams and have mini topical tests, I don't see why we, independent learners can't skip exams too.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could learn how to enjoy the nature of math, but now I know I'll be failing, why enjoy and love this freaking damn subject which I hated since Pri 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the heck is, something must be done. I'm just voicing my perspective, free country, free speech! That's what I was taught since young.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-6658984379658901383?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6658984379658901383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/la-la-land.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/6658984379658901383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/6658984379658901383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/la-la-land.html' title='La-La Land'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-6476634125802778245</id><published>2009-04-23T16:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T17:42:09.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pick A Poppy</title><content type='html'>I'm tired, drained and completely exhausted. Yes, it isn't the time to be slacking and wasting time like running water. A student's life is completely hectic. I believe it wasn't like this in the past, when studying was so carefree and students could still afford to waste their time to play and not feel stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate the current weather. Hope it'll rain!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, found the reason why Char loves Marc by Marc Jacobs. YSL shoes are understandable, but Marc by Marc Jacobs... horrifying. So here's one watch I love from Marc by Marc Jacobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/SfA2o961J9I/AAAAAAAAAa8/fibibBWpPNQ/s1600-h/12248820_white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327818436623280082" style="WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/SfA2o961J9I/AAAAAAAAAa8/fibibBWpPNQ/s320/12248820_white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow wow wow, right?? This watch rocks!! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;And YSL's season is caged shoes now. Man, if only I have $$$&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my craziness shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time. TV time, then books "date".&lt;br /&gt;Mugging starts today, and  it'll probably last really late, please pardon me, for sleeping during class, the chances are high though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola ;) :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-6476634125802778245?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6476634125802778245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/pick-poppy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/6476634125802778245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/6476634125802778245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/pick-poppy.html' title='Pick A Poppy'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/SfA2o961J9I/AAAAAAAAAa8/fibibBWpPNQ/s72-c/12248820_white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-214689048798686437</id><published>2009-04-22T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T18:37:23.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upside-down, Turn around</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;There isn't any point if you keep asking me why I'm giving you attitude.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I wish to say, I'll tell it to you, straight in your face. But I don't wish to, you can't force me to d something against my will. Even though you're a teacher. Don't have to worry at all, my anger or purpose of showing you attitude will never affect my studies nor will it add on to my stress.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you very much for your concern, you're one teacher I'll never forget.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day of craziness. Ran my 2.4km today, almost got a 5 point grade, by 15 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;Last week's weather was better, today's weather was insane. It was humid, like there's barely even wind at all. Math was okay, english was funny, P.E. was crazy, Chinese was so-so.., POA was okay, PCE? The class went wild. So that's about today.&lt;br /&gt;I've got to leave the house in an hour's time. It's hellish, when will my mum's vehicle be ready.&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, the exams are coming. Starting with the English paper. Chinese is getting on my nerves. I never get worried over Chinese all my 9 years of education. This year is the worse. Oh yeah, memorise. I'll dump everything after the 1st of June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pocket full of stress, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;Now, now, where's my dinner??&lt;br /&gt;Lola :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-214689048798686437?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/214689048798686437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/upside-down-turn-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/214689048798686437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/214689048798686437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/upside-down-turn-around.html' title='Upside-down, Turn around'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-1624741941803648564</id><published>2009-04-21T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:51:11.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'VE BOUGHT MY DENIM VEST!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'M LOVING BLOG-SHOPPING, SO MUCH FOR CONVENIENCE SAKE!&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T HAVE TO GO THROUGH ALL THAT TROUBLE, AND CAN SAVE MY TIME FOR STUDYING. YAYNESS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-1624741941803648564?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1624741941803648564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-bought-my-denim-vest-im-loving-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/1624741941803648564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/1624741941803648564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-bought-my-denim-vest-im-loving-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-781896411026035797</id><published>2009-04-21T16:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T16:45:28.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Splat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're making me hate you! A month, yes a month.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much. I don't wish to hear anything more about her. It's insane.&lt;br /&gt;You're making me sick. I can't get my mind of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go to school yesterday. I had this terrible headache and went blank. I hate headaches and gastric pain. Generally, I was really happy today. The jokes that crack me up today totally blew my mind! Z is driving me insane, aka "Tissue Paper". Some name that Candy came up with. But I'll use Zinc, cos' it's my favourite metal. Oh, and during History, we ended the class with Britain's Got Talent- Susan Boyle. She's a lesson of a wake up call!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I either need to rely on Red Bull or Tea or probably Coffee. Caffeine. I'd better sleep early. Maybe a little retail therapy may help! I want to use my $20 takashimaya voucher, and hopefully I manage to find my denim vest there, or probably a denim jacket. I'm so into neutral gear , current obsession. The summer is yet to come, and I have to update my wardrobe. I need more 3/4 sleeve blouse and some tops. Maybe a few pairs of shoes. Like velvet flats or pumps. Probably get them after the hellish exams. Again, I have to rush to SCGS on Saturday after Math. Life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'd probably should be galloping on my horse, heh heh,&lt;br /&gt;Lola :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-781896411026035797?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/781896411026035797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/splat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/781896411026035797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/781896411026035797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/splat.html' title='Splat!'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-6167323407811549449</id><published>2009-04-16T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:28:16.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Supercalifragilistic-expialadocious</title><content type='html'>That's that!&lt;br /&gt;I need revision, probably another wake up call, by talking to the great wall.&lt;br /&gt;If that's even possible. I'm tolerating indulgence in wacthing ANTM. Goodness! I broke my record. The good thing is that I can watch at least 2 straight episodes in 2 hours. But, I'm afraid it's impossible, Saturday is going to be a long long day. Hopefully, it wouldn't be so humid or I'll just die of.. what's that called?? Forget it. Maybe I'll just drop dead on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was probably some MATH DAY, 3 hours, and the first hour was pretty tough for me to stay awake, because it's really boring!! Maybe, I wasn't the only one. It was so boring that Mr K gave a break, good~ I think I should really start stocking up my fridge with Red Bull, I heard from Ken that it perks you up and gives you lots of energy. It's true actually, cos' on Christmas,  I drank a little mix with som other drink. Which of course, I did not know it was Red Bull until some others told me. The taste wasn't that bad actually. And it really keeps me moving without feeling a tiny bit of fatigue. I am and will sleep early starting from.. err.. Sunday? I'll see to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crushes are totally a huge torture. If only He knew, hate it!!&lt;br /&gt;Expressing it is really easy but once I see Him, horrible and mix feelings. What's the point of telling me that You're not into her anymore, does it mean anything to me or are You just hinting, complete disaster?! I don't know, it's been 3 weeks going on 4, it'll be a month soon. Will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll ignore this little feeling of mine right now, until it disappears away into the tiny space in my heart, and if... Then we'll see to it again.&lt;br /&gt;Lola!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-6167323407811549449?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6167323407811549449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/supercalifragilistic-expialadocious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/6167323407811549449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/6167323407811549449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/supercalifragilistic-expialadocious.html' title='Supercalifragilistic-expialadocious'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-3909186544746648877</id><published>2009-04-15T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:04:33.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spread the H.</title><content type='html'>Half an hour to midnight, and I'm still wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;Goodness me!! Came back from YCG an hour ago, D was contradicting every word I say.&lt;br /&gt;C, as usual, the blur one.. haha :P&lt;br /&gt;Went supper at Mac with C, and talked about everything under the sun. It was crazy, yeshh.. she knows what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XR was hilarious today. She said Mr K's name so loud by accident when the relief teacher came into class. OMG!! Then the relief teacher sort of play along after that. Huge bizarre craze. The crappy thing was that Mr K wanted us to bring E Math textbook and all, but the assignment he gave us was A Math. So, nevertheless, we still did the work given and I completed it.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the lessons carry out as usual. P.E. was so much fun again. We ran our 2.4km then came the sudden downpour. So, everyone has to carry on the run next week. Ms T then instructed us to do some totally crazy exercise especially the exercise that exerts force and pressure on your stomach. I hate that. I was complaining so loudly and was counting the seconds with Adeline. Hahahahahahahaha... the good thing was she lets us off early for recess because it was raining and we finished the exercise fast. Cool. I love teachers like her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a ton of revision to do tomorrow and probably write Sher, Car and Char's letters tomorrow, or else they'll kill me, especially Char :P I need retail therapy. Probably I'll go to Taka to spend my vouchers, then go to Kinokuniya or Borders to get Dad's gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go sleep now, it's 12.03am.&lt;br /&gt;Lola :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-3909186544746648877?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3909186544746648877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/spread-h.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/3909186544746648877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/3909186544746648877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/spread-h.html' title='Spread the H.'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-8324401408670063723</id><published>2009-04-14T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T17:04:11.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Craze</title><content type='html'>First of all, thank you to every present, and vouchers, and to all those who wished me on my sweet 16 last firiday, though it's a little late to thank you guys.. I really love all the gifts you gave me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bare with this post.. the last 3 days were really HAPPENING!! I'm not kidding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I'm back to my sleeping in class habit again, I should try to sleep early. Or maybe take a elittle nap or something. Well, Chinese 'O' levels are just around the corner, and I definitely have to put in much more effort and ace the MYE Chinese paper, and probably, kick out all the Cs in my report card or else I would have to kill myself. Yes, yes.. it's so rare hearing this from me, well nerds have their secrets too, e.g. Car watching youtube everyday.. GG or 90210. Though I'm a huge fan of ANTM and 90210, I resist temptation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While homework is piling up high, so is revision, which means I have to speed up and cannot afford to slow down to entertain all these terrible distractions that are leading me to temptation. Well well, I'm also having fun with every present, like the exit sign torch light, the disney princess cup, and a dice that answers my questions. That dice is soooooo INSANE!!! So cute.. OMG!! On the other hand, my mum is laughing her head off at me playing with all my presents. But I can't help it. Some distractions do you good, they take your mind of studying for a little while. And when you're back with the books, you back to the factory producing a product called&lt;br /&gt; STRESS! Wonderful isn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, I think LIFE'S A BLAST, you'll never see what's coming behind you. Just like mine..&lt;br /&gt;10 April, the most shocking day of my life. In the morning, I had to follow the dresscode, Black. So it pretty went okay, went to church, took some insane shots with Char and Sher.. Car did not come probably her engine broke down, sad :( Then lunched with dad. Went Fish &amp;amp; Co, birthday memories from that restaurant. He then sent me home about 5 after changing the strap of my watch. From then, the surprises start flowing like insanity. People started coming in from 6.10pm. I completely was unaware who was invited! I just knew that I went to the gate countless time, cos' my mum was so busy in the kitchen. Then finally people just stop streaming in. My room was totally invaded by unexpected people. The people invited are churchies, so I was rather familiar with them. Then the inspiration strikes: PAINT MY ROOM! C'mon, I'm 16, only God knows why I chosen blue when I was Pri 4. Sucks you know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Saturday was outreach so nothing much happened. Sunday was terrifying. We met with a car accident. It was horrid. My mum's car front was totally ripped from a CISCO Auxiliary Police Van. That was insane too. My jaw dropped widely and the adrenalin rush went insane. I was so shocked, my legs were numb when I stepped out of the vehicle. Then the worse thing happened, The 3 of us waited for that damn tow truck to arrive. It took a whole 4 hours, because the tow-driver went the wrong direction and loost his way, not only that, he was from China and came to Singapore to work for only 2 months and wasn't sure of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I have to get back to square one, walking to school, rushing for church and g12, and no more night outings. Sad! Maybe God's trying to tell me something. I wish that sometimes my parents would be more strict towards me. It's a sad thing that they're too open-minded sometimes, I can't remember the feeling of fear and regret of showing them my report book or exam papers. I can't remember the rules and regulations set by them. Now, I'm given unlimited amount of freedom and money. Making major decisions scare me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current decision I'm making now is.. Nap time! The night owl has to sleep and hibernate, so I can study tonight :P&lt;br /&gt;Tata, and Lola! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-8324401408670063723?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8324401408670063723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/that-craze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/8324401408670063723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/8324401408670063723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/that-craze.html' title='That Craze'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-7906995621066080657</id><published>2009-04-09T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:24:07.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Morbid Game</title><content type='html'>I'm officially brain-drained. Accounts lesson was rather empty for me. I couldn't absorb much into my head, reason because the damn air-con wasn't working causing the humidity, adding to it was the weather. It made me so tired and sleepy. Everyone was practically sweating and probably I'm one of the few that are dozing off. Thus causing my attitude to feel rather slacky, not active and make me simply don't feel like talking. What's worse, my gastric is acting up again, and the searing pain just seem to be piercing in my stomach. Generally I don't feel too well to speak at all. Gastric pain sucks! So does life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should learn to take my medicine, stubborn me! Taking tablets literally bore me, unless I'm really forced by my mum. Life just get around you and soon you'll have to adapt to changes. Sometimes, I'll just have to adjust to it and soon I'll be just fine.  I'll just let everything fall into place and keep my expectations low, Sweet 16 will just go by like no other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll celebrate after the "O"s, I don't have a life right now, so I'll just keep going till the 13 of November. I'm too tired to think of anything, and Thank God for a holiday tomorrow, I'll try to squeeze a little time for study since tomorrow's schedule will be packed. Maybe read a few pages of notes and memorise a few facts, better than sit around not absorbing anything, and then on Saturday the game starts, I'm going to follow what my cousin says, and MUG. So Car wouldn't be the only 'nerd', she'll have a partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy holidays, and have a great day with you books, and start studying, Life will get back on its feet by November.&lt;br /&gt;Lola!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-7906995621066080657?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7906995621066080657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-little-morbid-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/7906995621066080657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/7906995621066080657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-little-morbid-game.html' title='My Little Morbid Game'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-628784605029378444</id><published>2009-04-08T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T19:36:11.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Messing With My Head</title><content type='html'>I understood that stress is a part of life, and not only I understood that. I realise that stress in Sec 4 is just a beginning. JC life is worse, and from my cousin's point of view, she probably think is hell. I'll just use her as a person I can look up to for encouragement, cos' she used to get the same grades as me, and then all of a sudden, she became a 7-pointer. I don't really know how she do it, but I know she is always packed with tuitions, forcefully given by her mother.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm just going to risk it, and probably, make history in the family and get a 6-pointer. But as they usually say, Actions Speak Louder Than Words. True true, that's why I'm going to stop sleeping in class from tomorrow onwards. Late nights of studying doesn't work, cos' I'll wake up red-eyed, and couldn't really concentrate much in class. My eye bags are constantly giving me a heartache, ever since I bought the eye corrector thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so so.. I'm currently interviewing people around me on how they study and try to steal some study tips from them cos' I noticed I am an easily distracted person. So I gathered a really handful and rather helpful study tips which probably help me alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to rush off for YCG right now, so&lt;br /&gt;Lola! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-628784605029378444?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/628784605029378444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/messing-with-my-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/628784605029378444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/628784605029378444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/messing-with-my-head.html' title='Messing With My Head'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-3018308401374631087</id><published>2009-04-07T17:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T18:01:35.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doors Of Liberty</title><content type='html'>Now, don't ever mention the word freedom in front of me, or else I'll probably just chop your head off or something. Got scolded by Ms M, and I hate it when our class get a scolding from her, cos' you will obviously hear things you would never like to hear. Moreover, you will have no idea how long it'll end. Since last year's scolding, I don't even have the cheek to fail any of her tests. So, let's call in the pressure and bring on the stress, I'm speechless and I admit defeat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers always have a good way to make students feel guilty, maybe not all students, but at least I am. My skin may be thick at times, but they have their thin moments too. I'm so not going to fail any tests as well as the Mid-Year Exams. I hate it when people literally chop my head. I can see improvements in my Science. Since primary school, I rarely pass Science, and it's always my weakest subject besides Math. I'm more of a language kind of person.&lt;br /&gt;Damn little things in life, if only everything has an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, that there isn't any homework today, and I can do revision and all. So I'll wave goodbye to the doors of liberty and open them when I need a little breather. But, I will still blog, cos' I feel better after expressing my thoughts, I hate suppressing my stress and problems, cos' I tend to 'explode' after keeping them for too long, like the last time I exploded was about 2 weeks ago. It was horrible and I wouldn't want to go through that phase again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closing the doors of liberty and waving freedom goodbye, till I manage my time properly.&lt;br /&gt;Lola!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-3018308401374631087?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3018308401374631087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/doors-of-liberty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/3018308401374631087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/3018308401374631087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/doors-of-liberty.html' title='Doors Of Liberty'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-1143418784344031928</id><published>2009-04-06T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T18:02:24.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Felony</title><content type='html'>Is stress counted as a felony? Cos' I want it to be. Then it'll be so cool, and I won't even have to study toohard, or else I'll lend myself in jail, cool huh? That'll be the greatest day of my life. Anyway, all thanks to Car, I'm 15% stress free. Plus the 2 hour free period today due to the absence of Mrs P. So I'm currently 85% stress, it's just an approximation value of crap. I can never notice how my value of stress affect how I study. Maybe I'll just start using the computer obsessively and compulsively, or my handwriting just starts getting horrid, and when I say horrid, it's totally spells out the word "INSANITY"! I wonder what Mr K said is true... hmm.. reading your notes everyday??? I can't possibly do that, cos' I'm more lazy than him. How do I have time for reading notes, when I have so much things to do every single day. I can only study at night, and what's more school ends like so late except wednesday and friday. And I'll be too freaking tired to pick up my books be it picking up NOTES??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 4 pretty much just suck!! That's the reason why students commit suicide. Life is meaningless now, and later. Social Studies test tomorrow, pretty easy for me, it's just like common sense. The economic, improving standards of living, environmental impact and blah blah blah stuff, mostly stuff about political things. Hahaha, imagine me sitting in a seat in the parliament house.. you'll never know, but the bad thing is I'll grow old faster. Maybe, work hard and go work in Paris or NYC. I love fashion, can't help it. Fashion doesn't start in Singapore, the trends just fall here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think trench coats, stilettos and D&amp;amp;G, PLUS Bvalgari, Prada and Gucci. Fendi bags, Coach wallets and haircuts from Bergdorf Goodman. Okay, enough said, before I go insane, I can spend more than an hour telling you my favourite designers and all. I shall stop my insanity here, and continue next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go back to picking up my notes again, late night study AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;Lola! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-1143418784344031928?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1143418784344031928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/felony.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/1143418784344031928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/1143418784344031928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/felony.html' title='Felony'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-6672525243077478904</id><published>2009-04-05T22:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:38:28.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel the Heat</title><content type='html'>Went out as usual, after church service. Had a great time and ended the day at Sakae Sushi at Changi Airport unexpectedly. Finally got my 2 new notebooks, and I promise to do consistent revision till the Mid-Year Exams are over, and then I'll start mugging for my chinese till 1 June. I wonder if I can get a B3 for Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to cut down on shopping but I just can't. What's if all the magazines and mannequins, they just lure you into buying that blouse, shoes and bags. I'm currently resisting all kinds of temptations even though I know the Great Singapore Sale is just around the corner. Trust me, you will be lured into the shops when you feel a tinge of sensation run down your spine, and then you'll fish for your wallet and try all means to get that 'thing' that's waving at you from that shelf.  The joy of getting a new blouse, bag or shoes just make me feel happier each time I purchase something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I learnt something today.. why do people lose faith in themselves even though they know they can make it. Though life is short, people waste most of their time being pessimistic about things around them. Life is torturous enough, so don't make it worse. I'm will be top of the moon, if someone smiles at me, encourages and praise me during the day, and you'll see me smiling like a crazy woman all day long. There will be times to get upset and angry, but don't waste too much of your life getting pissed at someone for just a small matter, no matters can be bigger than the African people living in poverty. I realise that encouragement goes a long way. I enjoy getting back my test papers with praises that say, "Very Good", "Well Done", "Keep it up"and those long personal comments that a teacher gives you. But, obviously that doesn't mean you slacken down and stop studying for a while.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School tomorrow, the beginning of another week. I haven't done my math homework which frustrates me. I shall be a good girl and do it right after this, and then maybe go grab something to eat to fill my hungry stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to blast off to the planet of math.&lt;br /&gt;Lola! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-6672525243077478904?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6672525243077478904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/feel-heat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/6672525243077478904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/6672525243077478904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/feel-heat.html' title='Feel the Heat'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-8500109545891645953</id><published>2009-04-05T01:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T01:52:38.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Embrace Your Awesomeness!</title><content type='html'>I'm sick and tired of Math OFFICIALLY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got no choice.. cos' there isn't any choice. Sometimes, I search for a good reason for going to school. The reason we study so hard is to gget a good-paying job in the future, and after getting that good-paying job, we work so hard to get a promotion. After the promotion, we want to be the top. People are never satisfied, but on the other hand, there are people who aren't so career-minded. They just want to have a good job, and then find their perfect soulmate and then settle down with the love of their life and maybe, have kids and watch them grow up, and the process starts again. In reality, money controls the world. The economy goes down, recession strikes, people start getting worried if they'll get the retrenchment, then things in the supermarket start rising up like crazy, housewives shriek in dismay and all goes down... the world is moving in circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll only think like that if I start hating some subjects like A Math.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I believe teachers make a difference in your life. The way they impact, influence and encourage you. The little things they do to show their love, care and concern. They are the world's most patient people you have ever known. They scold you because they care, while some maybe.. And all the above just doesn't match me, so I can never become a teacher. I can just freaking lose my temper at any moment. I can frustrated when someone don't get the message I'm trying to convey. I get frustrated with myself if I don't understand some things that I have to understand, like Math.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I can only boost my self-esteem in math when I start getting good grades for it, but some math questions just never fail to put me off. It's complicated really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really stress right now, and this feeling of mine is bugging me like crazy. I haven't been revising lately and it makes me feel really guilty, even though I know what I'm doing is wrong. I have been using this damn laptop for 4 consecutive days. Is this a sin?? I know it is wrong and the Mid-Year Exams are in 3 weeks. and I'm freaking slacking like no one's business. I have to work with pressure. I enjoy studying in a hectic, pressurising and stress-free environment. I know it doesn't make any sense at all, but I couldn't bear to see my life stuck in a mess, and if I don't study now, I will feel distraught after getting back my hellish results after the Mid-Year Exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I really need a wake up call! Throw in some inspiration with style and I'll bring it on the "runway". And whenever I'm ready, I'll press the green button and the aftermath will be a sweet little surprise. Tell me about Embracing My Awesomeness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the "wow-factor" is back.. I'll give you...&lt;br /&gt;LOLA! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-8500109545891645953?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8500109545891645953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/embrace-your-awesomeness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/8500109545891645953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/8500109545891645953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/embrace-your-awesomeness.html' title='Embrace Your Awesomeness!'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-3286092777156311378</id><published>2009-04-03T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:10:53.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insanity Masquerade</title><content type='html'>Isn't life great when it's filled with joy, fun and laughter?&lt;br /&gt;A smile is a gift you can give to someone everyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Friday is a great day. Had an insane time after POA, solving the unsolved.&lt;br /&gt;Was so tired that I slept on the bus. Message was kinda long but it wasn't boring, it was kinda fun listening to expressive authors write about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's outreach, it means that I have an abundance of time to do some revision before heading to the bbq pit. I doubt everyone will be punctual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANTM never  fails to make my day. I love ANTM like ALOT!! But... Selena Gomez makes my day too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so so so excited, estatic and shocked.. I couldn't find the best word to describe my current feeling right now. I've been given a chance to do my duty on a special event :)))&lt;br /&gt;And and and, I get to do my duty at the 11am service at TKK.. Isn't this amazing, thank God!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired but after receiving my duty schedule, I became wide awake and refreshed :D&lt;br /&gt;Ain't this cool :P I'm loving it!! Thank you God!!! It's has been the time I've been dreaming of!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My eyes are small but they have seen&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of enormous things.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;LOLA!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-3286092777156311378?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3286092777156311378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/insanity-masquerade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/3286092777156311378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/3286092777156311378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/insanity-masquerade.html' title='Insanity Masquerade'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-4871204637240584441</id><published>2009-04-02T19:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:06:28.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distraught?</title><content type='html'>It's Thursday, and an hour of math. I thought that Mr K will not come in for lesson because the MOE officials are here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I totally drained out and just gain back my energy from my nap just now. Chemistry test tomorrow, probably it's one of the easier topics that I love.&lt;br /&gt;Mr P did not come for History today, and I successfully completed my essay, which is a good thing. Haven't been doing proper revision, and the 'O's are coming really soon.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need help in A Math. It's all thanks to my sleeping in class habit last year. I SHOULD'VE KNOWN!!! My gosh.. Math really drive me insane. I can spend hours revising the chapters and revive them again in my brain. Maybe I'll ask Car or MT to help me, OR maybe I'll attempt them by myself, and see if I inherited my dad's traits in math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to start revision now, whether I like it or not, cos' I do not have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;This is one thing I've learnt: A Student's Job is 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;Advantages: 1) Holidays(including the weekends, public holidays and school holidays)&lt;br /&gt;2) You can start your job anytime during the holidays and weekends.&lt;br /&gt;3) Exams, to see how well you have performed after weeks of hard work.&lt;br /&gt;4)You have fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disadvantages: 1) You need proper time management.&lt;br /&gt;2) You start "work" at 7.25am on weekdays till 3.45pm or later than that.&lt;br /&gt;(It may be an advantage or a disadvantage.)&lt;br /&gt;3) You receive progress reports to show how well you've done after a&lt;br /&gt;major exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, that's all I can think of, I'll add on to the list as soon I thought of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rants of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stressed and drained out, faced with distractions everyday.&lt;br /&gt;It's getting worse and worse each day.&lt;br /&gt;That "you-know-who"is getting on my nerves by blasting music that does no good to one's ears.&lt;br /&gt;Cursing, swearing, irritating.. you name it..&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible for me to be nice to him again.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is like a "live-concert".&lt;br /&gt;Talk about peace. Have you ever seen someone who does not appreciate what you did for him/her? And in return, instead of a thank you, they bite the hand that feeds them. How cruel can it be? I sometimes dread coming home. What's the point of coming home when you're face with a one-sided "war" every single day. You'll count yourself lucky if you don't see him at home.&lt;br /&gt;The songs he plays are usually on the top 20 UK Chart, but once you hear him blasting them on his laptop or handphone, you'll eventually hate the song, cos' it'll reminds you of that irritating person who will never get off your nerves.&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's just one day at a time, as soon as I'm at a legible age to move out and earn some cash, I'll be gone in no time. Trust me, I'll be living my life like no other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;Lola! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-4871204637240584441?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4871204637240584441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/distraught.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/4871204637240584441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/4871204637240584441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/distraught.html' title='Distraught?'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-2254304697655104818</id><published>2009-04-01T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:45:19.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you enjoy your Wednesday??</title><content type='html'>So.. today was rather a perfect day to slack.. cos' it will then complete my entire day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No math lesson today, cos math teacher had to attend to some interview thingy with the MOE officials, and English was pretty slacken for me too!! I finished my compo earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough said. I pretty love Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;No reason. I can't forget him, told Dev about it today, she told me hers too :p&lt;br /&gt;POA Tuition went a little nhaywire today. Georgina asked me where should the money go after you receive your money from your debtor, I replied.. Shopping Mall!!! Hahaha.. and then she said, NO, it goes to the bank.. haha.. she cracks me up. Then she ask me some other questions and I gave her REALLY PRACTICAL answers.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. I'm sort of enjoying my Wednesday like no other, but but but, tomorrow there'll be Biology Test on our class favourite topic, Reproductive System In Humans.. lol, there's alot of functions to memorise, but it's better than the eye chapter.. like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selena Gomez and Taylor Swift rocks my smelly socks AGAIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;Lola!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-2254304697655104818?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2254304697655104818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-you-enjoy-your-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/2254304697655104818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/2254304697655104818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-you-enjoy-your-wednesday.html' title='Do you enjoy your Wednesday??'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-5302698260072165604</id><published>2009-03-31T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:27:22.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I'm on my ride down&lt;br /&gt;Won't stop movin'&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know exactly what I'm doin'&lt;br /&gt;I see you shake, shake and I'm spinnin'&lt;br /&gt;It's like a one win race, yeah I'm winnin'&lt;br /&gt;I'm all dizzy when you're here with me&lt;br /&gt;So let's bring the heat&lt;br /&gt;Cause there ain't nothing to it&lt;br /&gt;Just gotta do it..."&lt;br /&gt;-Selena Gomez (Bang A Drum)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-5302698260072165604?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5302698260072165604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-on-my-ride-down-wont-stop-movin-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/5302698260072165604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/5302698260072165604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-on-my-ride-down-wont-stop-movin-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-7896034043428740203</id><published>2009-03-31T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:14:07.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life With Him</title><content type='html'>The end of yet another month!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired and feel like I am being forced to school, sort of actually!&lt;br /&gt;After English lesson today, I almost had the urge to give up my studies though it was just a sudden act of stupidity. Thank God for my dad who brought me to see some $12m condominium somewhere near Goodwood Park Hotel. My dad has a great way of motivating me to study, since I'm such a realistic kind of person. I'm literally living by hours in school, one lesson after the other.. and at home, I live by minutes, sometime I get so sick of life that I want to give up everything, but after thinking deeply.. I rather have a "no-life" life right now by "slogging" so hard than have a "no-life" life in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the most important part of this post.&lt;br /&gt;I getting sick of him and life with him is so no getting any better, and yes, some of you  should know who is he. Damn thing! What's with his slacking attitude about thing around the house and his studies. I wonder why my parents would want to spoil him especially my mum. For goodness sake, he is 14!! I don't see them poking their noses or caring much about me when I was 14! Though both of us differ by maturity. He puts me off with his stinky attitude. Now, most of his teachers know me, and this is a bad thing because.. I don't behave like him, we are like the complete opposite kind of siblings. I don't get hook onto computer games and all, I don't understand why people like him could not care less about his studies, which is kinda dumb. I sometimes wonder who's traits did he inherit from!!??&lt;br /&gt;It's absurd, isn't it?? So far, his only strongest point that I admire is his strength in Math. He doesn't pay attention in class according to what his Math teacher complains..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never have any thought of even speaking to Mrs S, his form teacher ever, since I heard rumours that she is fierce and strict, etc.. But after coincidentally bumping into her, she is rather nice and gives me an impression of a really understanding teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is it.. till next time, I would really burst out in rage due to overwhelmed stress and anger. It happened last Thursday after many months, I wonder when will be the next one.&lt;br /&gt;The bursting of rage is hidden in the layers of my tiny heart.. as said, you'll never know what's in my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then,&lt;br /&gt;Lola :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-7896034043428740203?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7896034043428740203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-with-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/7896034043428740203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/7896034043428740203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-with-him.html' title='Life With Him'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-4159144001156334430</id><published>2009-03-23T16:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T17:40:35.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Gone Wild</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/ScdNMWViunI/AAAAAAAAAa0/f07EBlFyeQ4/s1600-h/Bridge_into_Autumn_by_jjuuhhaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316302759683865202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/ScdNMWViunI/AAAAAAAAAa0/f07EBlFyeQ4/s320/Bridge_into_Autumn_by_jjuuhhaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Term 2, and also the start of a new week(which is probably going to end as fast AGAIN!!), I did many things I shouldn't be doing and things I should be doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The school assembly is starting earlier and earlier each day.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, usually I love to sit at the back of the parade square under the staircase, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but for some KNOWN reason, we're not allowed to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So "things I shouldn't be doing" No. 1, sitting in front, during assembly.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I've fallen asleep in class twice, during Biology and Accounts. That's bad, it wasn't suppose to happen this year, which I promised myself. It's horrible :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, things I should be doing; should have brought my accounts file!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt so empty without my notes, like as if I amputated my whole arm or something. My notes are like my life, I don't understand why people like my brother could not even care less whether their notes have gone missing! That's why I've became more organised this year, EVERY SUBJECT &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HAVE A FILE, even though it's not required by the teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The TYS for A math is murderous! It can kill you. Whenever I'm in the mood for TYS, the only subject that will never fail to lose my mood for TRYING to love this irritatable subject is A math and sometimes E math. What's with the questions? It's pointless to crack your head and think so deeply into the questions. I can spend at least half an hour completing ONE, just ONE question. That one question can lower my self-esteem for aiming a higher grade for Math.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That should be all of my rattles of the day, since my books have been haunting me night and day, but I just have to really do this&gt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;SELENA GOMEZ rocks my smelly socks!! :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOLA!!! :D&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/4560827343466120512-4159144001156334430?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4159144001156334430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/girl-gone-wild.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/4159144001156334430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/4159144001156334430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/girl-gone-wild.html' title='Girl Gone Wild'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/ScdNMWViunI/AAAAAAAAAa0/f07EBlFyeQ4/s72-c/Bridge_into_Autumn_by_jjuuhhaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-7565629501298630300</id><published>2009-03-20T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T16:15:10.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end of the week</title><content type='html'>It's Friday again, and I lost my mood to study. Went back to school consecutively for three days since Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was the worst but was kinda fun and cool!! Chemistry wasn't that bad, even though I seriously detest this subject. It's more of a Logic subject and it costs me many brain cells, but I improved since last year. Compare my grades from last year and this year, it's a jaw-dropping expression guranteed. After Chemistry, it's Biology class, and here is when the excitement, fun and the coolness comes. I successfully disected a sheep's eye. Cool huh!! I predict my sheep is fat and maybe it's a female one too!! Cos' my sheep's eye has long eyelashes and has fats at the back of the eyeball, it gave me a tiresome 10 minutes to remove the fats and muscles, before I finally get my pupil and lens. The gross part is when the black liquid squirts out after you cut the eye into half. Well, sadly I do not have the picture of the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Thursday and Friday are boring Math. I detest Math too. I detest Logic subjects, it kills many of my brain cells. It wasn't really bad, we had short breaks, and also finally reached a decision for the Class Tee. After all, I did not waste my March Holidays, though Car said it was unproductive for her, it's not for me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great "Last" outing at WWW with my FHH, FAM on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;It's unforgettable, really :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, school's reopening, which means the Mid-year is just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;Lola :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-7565629501298630300?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7565629501298630300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/end-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/7565629501298630300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/7565629501298630300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/end-of-week.html' title='the end of the week'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4560827343466120512.post-8728401536263349505</id><published>2009-03-20T15:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T15:40:27.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the beginning and the end</title><content type='html'>I'm back to blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;Probably, because I realise it's difficult to kick a habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been really stressed out when I start packing my notes and all last night, and realised that I have alot of catching up to do for A math, math and chemistry. Thanks to my sleeping habit in class last year. Kicking that habit has been one of my greatest accomplishment in life. I don't deny that I would sometimes doze off during class due to the late night studying I've been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, can't find the tagboard? I decided not to put it up because it's always lagging and also I lost my account for the cbox thingy, maybe I'll find a new tagboard, who knows? I deleted my blog, so that means the archives will start from this month onwards. Hopefully, I got all your questions answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4560827343466120512-8728401536263349505?l=the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8728401536263349505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/beginning-and-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/8728401536263349505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4560827343466120512/posts/default/8728401536263349505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-vinyl-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/beginning-and-end.html' title='the beginning and the end'/><author><name>Sheryl Siow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303245946505756273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CLxprGUlINg/STC8pzLh9II/AAAAAAAAAZs/hfGGyzjB2aw/S220/DSC06446.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
