﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>discolourisation's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from discolourisation</description><language /><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation</link></image><item><title>purple line let me set up my world</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/663587731/purple-line-let-me-set-up-my-world.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/663587731/purple-line-let-me-set-up-my-world.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 17:17:39 GMT</pubDate><description>Snagged from &lt;a href="http://lettersofthepast.blogspot.com" target="_new"&gt;Ruiqi&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LAYER 1: THE OUTSIDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Name:&lt;/span&gt; Cheung Ziling Sarah. But call me Kerry.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;D.O.B.:&lt;/span&gt; 16th October 1993 (I nearly typed 2008, whut)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Current status:&lt;/span&gt; Sleepy&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eye-colour:&lt;/span&gt; Brown&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hair-colour:&lt;/span&gt; Black under normal circumstances, coffee-brown under strong sunlight.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right or left:&lt;/span&gt; Right&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LAYER 2: THE INSIDE&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Heritage:&lt;/span&gt; Chinese; Hokkien, if you want to delve into dialects and all that.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fears: &lt;/span&gt;I fear rejection and failure the most. Did I mention I'm a complete arachnophobe?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;My Weaknesses:&lt;/span&gt; I trust people too easily. And I lock up my emotions most of the time. : |&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;My perfect pizza:&lt;/span&gt; Mushrooms. Cheese. Onions. Preferably free.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LAYER 3: YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Thoughts First Waking Up:&lt;/span&gt; "5 more minutes."&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;My Bedtime:&lt;/span&gt; Now? 1 AM thereabouts.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;My Most Missed Memory:&lt;/span&gt; Waking up at the crack of dawn once during a church camp to watch the sunrise.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LAYER 4: MY PICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pepsi or Coke:&lt;/span&gt; Coke. Pepsi tastes a bit off to me.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;McDonald&amp;#8217;s or Burger King:&lt;/span&gt; Whichever has the better deal, lol.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Single or Group Dates:&lt;/span&gt; I prefer going out with a group, if that's what you mean.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Adidas or Nike:&lt;/span&gt; I'm a total Adidas girl. Unless Nike has something really pretty.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tea or Nestea:&lt;/span&gt; TEA. :D&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla:&lt;/span&gt; Chocolate. Though I like vanilla as well, but meh.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee:&lt;/span&gt; I'd say both.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LAYER 5: DO YOU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smoke:&lt;/span&gt; Passive-smoking, yes. Active, no.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Curse: &lt;/span&gt;I try not to, but I have been heard swearing on occasion.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Take Showers: &lt;/span&gt;-nods- It saves times.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have a Crush:&lt;/span&gt; Shim Changmin counts right?.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Think You&amp;#8217;ve Been In Love:&lt;/span&gt; I'll echo Azalea and Ruiqi by saying "define love."&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go To School:&lt;/span&gt; And I quote: "Yes quiz, I have proximately another decade ahead of me, and yes, you're entitled to rubbing it in, considering that you're pitiful"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Want To Get Married:&lt;/span&gt; If I find the right guy, yes.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Believe In Yourself&lt;/span&gt;: I have been cited as having very low self-confidence. Your interpretation.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Think You're A Health Freak:&lt;/span&gt; I don't even sleep enough.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LAYER 6: IN THE PAST, HAVE YOU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drunk Alcohol:&lt;/span&gt; Champagne.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gone To The Mall:&lt;/span&gt; Only when I had to.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Been Onstage:&lt;/span&gt; Yes, since I was in kindergarten. (I won 1st for a singing contest at age 5)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eaten Sushi:&lt;/span&gt; Every other weekend, since my brother's obsessed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dyed Your Hair:&lt;/span&gt; I want to streak my hair red. Or get blonde tips like Chun!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LAYER 7: HAVE YOU EVER&amp;#8230;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Played A Stripping Game:&lt;/span&gt; I've gotten as far as accessories. XD&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Changed Who You Were To Fit In:&lt;/span&gt; And I quote again. "We all do, at some point or another."&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LAYER 8: AGE YOU&amp;#8217;RE HOPING&amp;#8230;&lt;br&gt;To Get Married:&lt;/span&gt; Before I die, definitely. Maybe before 30?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LAYER 9: IN A GUY, WHAT ARE YOUR PREFERENCES?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Eye Colour:&lt;/span&gt; I have a fetish for guys with red eyes. But it's physically impossible (unless you're albino), so I'll go with brown.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Best Hair Colour:&lt;/span&gt; Dark hair. Or that ochre that Yunho and Changmin had on X-man.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Short Hair or Long Hair:&lt;/span&gt; Long, as in Tri-Angle era Junsu? Er, no. (Even though I thought he looked cute!) Probably something like Changmin or Junsu's current hair.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LAYER 10: WHAT WERE YOU DOING...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;A Minute Ago:&lt;/span&gt; Typing responses for these questions.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;An Hour Ago:&lt;/span&gt; Making souvenirs for band exchange tomorrow. Correction. Today&lt;br&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.5 Hours Ago:&lt;/span&gt; On the bus, on the way back from Purple Line dance class.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;A Month Ago:&lt;/span&gt; Slacking&lt;br&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Year Ago:&lt;/span&gt; Sleeping.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LAYER 11: FINISH THE SENTENCES&amp;#8230;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love: &lt;/span&gt;Writing, it's my drug.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I feel:&lt;/span&gt; very tired, I need to sleep!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hate:&lt;/span&gt; Pulling all-nighters, but I can't help it.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hide:&lt;/span&gt; My thoughts and emotions.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss:&lt;/span&gt; Keira.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I need:&lt;/span&gt; to make sure I can wake up later.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LAYER 12: TAG PEOPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do if you want to (:</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/663587731/purple-line-let-me-set-up-my-world.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>MY NAME IS JUNSUCOP.</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/663047851/my-name-is-junsucop.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/663047851/my-name-is-junsucop.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 12:12:37 GMT</pubDate><description>Sa;ajfdaljksaL;D'GJFKLDSGHDF;LAJAKDSL;JFLDKS; AGHJK LFA;JLKS;D FJKLDS;AGJF DS;LFJLKDA;JF LKD;FDJSKLF DL;KFJLD;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;EXCUSE THE KEYSMASH, BUT I SERIOUSLY NEED TO FANGIRL NOW. OMFG OMFG, JUNSU'S ENGLISH IS KILLING ME. AND CHUNFACE'S ENGLISH TOO. GARGH.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"MY NAME IS JUNSU. MY NAME IS ROBOCOP. MY NAME IS JUNSUCOP." - WHY SO CUTE, BB?! &amp;#9829;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You HAVE to listen to the YooSuMin. &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?mxjfwz9c1x3" target="_new"&gt;DOWNLOAD THE CLIP, WHICH IS MADE OF UTTER WIN&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?9qej0ibxcn3" target="_new"&gt;TRANSLATIONS HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/663047851/my-name-is-junsucop.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>the world keeps on spinning</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/660026481/the-world-keeps-on-spinning.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/660026481/the-world-keeps-on-spinning.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 08:08:39 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;"&gt;080604 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(191, 96, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Micky Yoochun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;May it be another year of success and happiness for you, and for dong bang shin ki.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Stay happy, stay cute, stay sexy, smile and lay off the bad hair days. I love you, Chunnie, for all your dorkiness and what not. &amp;#9829;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/discolourisation/31f0d192175897/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="080604-Micky-Yoochun-1" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://x31.xanga.com/f0dc8bfa05734192175897/z148087493.png" width="350"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj206/silhouettedwing/080604-Micky-Yoochun-2.png" border="0" width="245"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/660026481/the-world-keeps-on-spinning.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>spinning between constellations</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/659391398/spinning-between-constellations.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/659391398/spinning-between-constellations.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 May 2008 00:55:10 GMT</pubDate><description>my &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/forthcomings" target="_new"&gt;lj writing comm&lt;/a&gt; has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;110&lt;/span&gt; members. -is very proud and touched-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I. LOVE. MY. READERS.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyway! purple line dance class, had first session yesterday. it was very very very fun. and now, i've got even more respect for dong bang, because it's a wonder that they can dance and sing it at the same time and not get breathless. i still don't get some of the steps, like jaejoong's wave/octopus move, need to practice. and the entire song is very very fast. oh, and i'm proud to say i've memorised the lyrics to purple line for both the korean and japanese versions. now, if only this power of memorisation would transfer itself to physics and chemistry, that would help loads.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;my flu is back with a vengeance.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and i should not be reading loveless manga so early in the morning.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/659391398/spinning-between-constellations.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>you hold the other line</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/658814858/you-hold-the-other-line.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/658814858/you-hold-the-other-line.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 06:55:59 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is scary. I don&amp;#8217;t
want to write a diary. As long as your thoughts are on paper, it&amp;#8217;s
fine. But diaries? A lot of assignments I don&amp;#8217;t feel like doing ,
but this is the first one that makes me want to run. The thoughts I&amp;#8217;m
having now are bad ones. I can&amp;#8217;t write them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And yet&amp;#8230; I have the
desire to write the best diary of all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to be good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to be terrific.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have to be terrific.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And that&amp;#8217;s wrong. I
can feel that I&amp;#8217;m going to pay. Some awful price is waiting for me,
like a monster in the dark.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3805549/1/Juvenilia" target="_new"&gt;Juvenilia&lt;/a&gt;, Chapter 1&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is the umpteenth time I've felt this way. My morale has been lowered impeccably during the last few days. Not comfortable with sharing, just so you know, it involves a hell lot of drama, relationship problems and disturbing revelations about both my physical and mental health from various sources.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yeah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And being sick with the flu today does not help to improve my mood. :/&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/658814858/you-hold-the-other-line.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>words lost in the moment</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/657468939/words-lost-in-the-moment.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/657468939/words-lost-in-the-moment.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 May 2008 09:48:54 GMT</pubDate><description>Ahem.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;I've returned back to civilisation.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After five days of suffering in OBS at Pulau Ubin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;I am happy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Following Kerry's style:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't have to:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wake up at 5 am every morning to unpitch tents in the dark.&lt;/b&gt;
Seriously, I was nearly half-blind in the dark. Okay, not so much when
we were at campsite 1 and 2. I'm specifically talking about the
Jelutong campsite (screw the spelling, I don't care right now).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eat squashed food for breakfast and lunch 90% of the time.&lt;/b&gt;
Our rations were okay, but there was like, an overdose of bread or
something. I mean, eight loaves of bread? Kind of overdoing it. Not to
mention the last four loaves we had on Day 5 were really really badly
squashed. Oh, and don't forget the crushed biscuits and fruit. The food
was good though. Chocolate caaaakkkkeeee. 8D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Open cans with a jacknife.&lt;/b&gt; I prefer my can opener kthx. My thumb hurt from trying to push the knife into the can, but I finished it, so yay me. &amp;#9829;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trek for ages carrying heavy backpacks.&lt;/b&gt;
No kidding about this one. I was nearly bent over 90 degrees because my
bag was heavy. It was like... I think 10kg? Thank goodness for the
thunderstorm that hit, at least we got to rest for a while despite
being soaked to the bone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wake up at 1.30 AM to do sentry duty at a public campsite.&lt;/b&gt;
It was damn scary. Because there's totally no light except for a few
lamp posts and our torchlights (which I lost mine on Day 5, so I'm
sad), and there's a possibility of wild dogs and wild boars coming out
from nowhere and the sea can be kind of scary when the entire place is &lt;i&gt;SILENT&lt;/i&gt;. So yes, sentry duty? Not one of the highlights of OBS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suffer from sandfly and mosquito bites.&lt;/b&gt;
THANK YOU, INSECT REPELLENT (kudos to Kerry for this one). I'd never
thought I'd say this, but Tiger Balm helps on those bites. :D &lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take showers in under 5 minutes.&lt;/b&gt;
This is horror, I tell you. You have to literally RUSH for the toilet,
or you'll not get a chance to bathe. I washed my hair with shampoo at
the washing point after our one-hour kayak session, and ran to the
toilet to shower and get the sand and seawater out of me. I still ended
up being one of the last. Pffft.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Run 200 metres to the nearest toilet when Nature calls.&lt;/b&gt; I AM SERIOUS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cook with solid fuel tablets, which emit noxious fumes.&lt;/b&gt; Not forgetting that time we burnt the rice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kayak for 9 solid hours over a distance of 15+ km&lt;/b&gt;.
(Plus because we had to go a slight detour). I'd probably do it again
if I had to. Because it was rather fun! (: We really kayaked 3/4 of
Pulau Ubin's perimeter. It was tiring. Definitely.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And after kayaking for nine hours straight:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Biscuits, buns and muesli bars save the day. &lt;/b&gt;They gave me the energy boost after my arm DIED in the first two hours of kayaking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;You do your business in the sea.&lt;/b&gt;
No kidding. You hop off your kayak, get into the cold water, and pee
there. Gross, but to quote Mingxuan, "excellent team bonding session,
peeing is."&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;You get sunburnt very very easily.&lt;/b&gt;
Because your hands keep dipping into the water when you kayak, the
sunblock is washed off really easily and you get burnt so much that you
look like a lobster. &amp;gt;| (Ergo, mine)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your arms ache like crazy during and after the expedition.&lt;/b&gt;
My arms were going to break at any moment. And yes, blisters were my
good friend. And not to mention, the kayaks were heavy like shit. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;You desperately want to shower.&lt;/b&gt;
But you can't since you have to wash all the kayaks and get rid of all
the rubbish inside. So, you settle for hosing yourself down with the
water that's supposed to be for the kayaks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Highlights of OBS:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rockclimbing&lt;/b&gt;.
Funnnn. :DDDD Because I got over my fear of heights. Somewhat. And the
teachers were there too, on the second day! They're too free without
having us to turn all their hairs gray. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Outdoor cooking.&lt;/b&gt; I think it's the most fun of all the food-related stuff I had to do, being food IC. Especially on the last day, omg.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Theresa's apple crumble.&lt;/b&gt; THAT WAS THE BEST DESSERT EVER IN OBS KTHX.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Getting to sleep. &lt;/b&gt;I needed every single SECOND of that much needed 6 hours.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Memorable moments:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;When the teachers came to visit on the second day.&lt;/b&gt;
We all went "Ohmytian, really? They're here?! EVEN SIOW JUNIOR?!"
Hahaha. I think we all went hyper and everything. But then again, the
teachers must have been really free to come and visit us. Must be
because we aren't there to drive them crazy for the entire week. Yeah,
so they watched us rock-climb and everything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;During the kayaking expedition.&lt;/b&gt;
My arm died in the first two hours, and then I had attention from the
instructors and everything because I was at the back of the fleet, even
behind the sweepers. Then I switched partners, ate a kaya bun, gulped
down half my remaining water, and chionged all the way to the front,
just behind Sam Low and Zanita, who were leading the expedition. Very
very fulfilling. ;D And then Syahirah and I maintained our position,
all the way to the end and we were the third kayak after Sam to reach
the shore. We da coolest, yo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Souvenir shopping!&lt;/b&gt; I have
never spent so much in my life in one go. Minus that time I was at
Kinokuniya. I bought one polo tee, one sleeveless tee, two photographs
and one notebook. Huichee, Regina and I spent like $96 in one order
form. 8D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finally reaching civilisation.&lt;/b&gt; When we saw the MRT tracks at Punggol, we all cheered and laughed like crazy. Heartwarming, indeed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Quotable Quotes:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Guys, there's Singapore. Let's look over there, and feel sorry for ourselves.&lt;/i&gt;" - Kerry C. (at Jelutong while washing up. Slightly edited because I can't remember exactly.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Massive cheering when the MRT track comes into view*&lt;br&gt;"Woah, you girls act like you never see MRT track before ah! Don't embarrass me can in front of the bus driver can?!"&lt;br&gt;*Some more cheering and laughing*&lt;br&gt;"Aiyoh, you girls very scary. I got one magic word for you: MacDonalds."&lt;br&gt;*Cheers even louder*&lt;/i&gt; - Mr. Poon and us (During the bus ride back to CGS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;"On Tuesday, you have to check your papers..."&lt;br&gt;"BURN THEM."&lt;/i&gt; - Mr. Poon and us (Also dring the bus ride back to CGS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;More to be added when I can remember them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After OBS:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will never ever take proper toileting facilities for granted. Ever again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will never ever take home-cooked food and drinks for granted ever again. I started treating coffee like a luxury already :/&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After being deprived of music for so long, I am determined to sit through my entire iTunes library at least once.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;The
first thing I ate after OBS was proper home-cooked fried bee hoon by my
grandma, who made it specially for me. I felt so loved. :'D And I was
grinning like an idiot at the living room while watching a movie with
my brother. It was almost pure heaven. AND I DRANK proper water. Not
those chlorinated and seawater-esque water you get from the taps at
Pulau Ubin. Drinkable, but it tasted all chemical-y.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And then I
took a full half-an-hour to shower, and I made sure I got out EVERY
single bit of sand and salt from my body. Bliss. I say again, utter
bliss.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I suddenly feel like sleeping for 15 hours straight,
which I think it's kind of impossible considering that I woke up at 5
am today. Again. D:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="6"&gt;ARMSTRONG, FTW. CAMP 2 ALPHA, WE ROCK.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/657468939/words-lost-in-the-moment.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Haydn essay = mid-years.</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/653465504/haydn-essay--mid-years.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/653465504/haydn-essay--mid-years.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 15:34:13 GMT</pubDate><description>I shall chiong home immediately after O level music mid-year practical tomorrow to work on my Haydn essay. I'm completely rewriting it, since I feel it's totally crap and doesn't flow very well, since I copied-and-pasted most of my entire essay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ergo, my CD of Haydn's symphonies is with my dad's friend.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am so screwed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Damnit, can I pon tuition tomorrow?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/bummed.gif"&gt; But somehow, I think chiu laoshi's going to be mad at me. Okay, not mad, but very disappointed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;OH SHIT. I FORGOT TO PRINT EMATHS 2005.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/censored.gif"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;LYNETTE, YOU HAVE TO LEND ME YOUR PAPER OR I'M SCREWED x 10000000000000 to infinity.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yup.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-dies-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Aigo, mid-years officially start tomorrow.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yay.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Note sarcasm kthx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/653465504/haydn-essay--mid-years.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>And the seeds are sown;</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/653070252/and-the-seeds-are-sown.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/653070252/and-the-seeds-are-sown.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2008 09:53:10 GMT</pubDate><description>Title ripped from TheCherryOnTop.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Dad, I only have one word to say to you.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
STFU.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I know I'm in the wrong, but whattheheck, do you HAVE to harp for 20++++ minutes about the issue? &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
DAMNIT, just move on.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Now, I'm pissed, you're pissed.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
It all works out.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Yay. -sarcasm-&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I really should be mugging.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
But guess what? &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I'm not in the mood to anymore.&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/653070252/and-the-seeds-are-sown.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, April 18, 2008</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/652775847/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/652775847/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 14:35:05 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font size="7"&gt;I MISS BAND.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Excuse me while I go mope in a corner.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At least I still have my mouthpiece.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/652775847/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>2.00 AM</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/652181984/200-am.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/652181984/200-am.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 18:04:46 GMT</pubDate><description>It's 2.03 AM now, to be exact. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I'm oh-so-smartly blogging when I have homework to do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ETA:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1.) 2000 word essay on Franz Joseph Haydn&lt;br&gt;2.) &amp;#25253;&amp;#31456;&amp;#25253;&amp;#36947; x&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; 1&lt;br&gt;3.) A Maths 2007 MYE&lt;br&gt;4.) Physics - Moments Worksheet&lt;br&gt;5.) Physics 2007 MYE&lt;br&gt;6.) SS Graded Assignment 2&amp;amp;3&lt;br&gt;7.) Overdue Emath homework from goodness knows when.&lt;br&gt;8.) Compo corrections&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yup, I'm going to die. Surviving on three hours of sleep daily is making me fall sick again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/discolourisation/652181984/200-am.html#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>