<?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-8589837443334392119</id><updated>2011-12-17T23:41:31.520+08:00</updated><category term='picturesque'/><title type='text'>Vivian</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863689495451675889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pMAhIS9rIA/TmR37nQKSBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/kr19Kn7QMMY/s220/0b3d92c1a4fa47f439f55ff61115670c_18775199.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589837443334392119.post-3838440338798925074</id><published>2011-09-06T19:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T20:43:50.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelims are approaching. ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hey there. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So recently I've been on Instagram (IG) quite a bit. I'd refresh my feed like about 5 times in ten minutes. But that's only when I'm REALLY bored. Maybe it's just a passing craze/obsession of mine but I think that IG is pretty darn cool. I'm actually glad that I joined IG cuz I've always wanted to take pictures of loads of stuff but never really got to it. /: Also, I think I've given up hope of getting a DSLR camera. Thought it through and I figured that a professional camera wasn't of much use to me and it was pricey so... no. Maybe I'll change my mind and get a semi-pro instead. Nowadays, I can't even be bothered to bring my compact camera out so why am I still thinking about semi-pros and things like that? Meh. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It's the September school holidays! :) However, prelim2 is right after the school holidays and I have got to study. I mean, I definitely don't want to fare as badly as I did in prelim1 but I find it really difficult to get myself hyped up to study. ): Darn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;That's all for now. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8589837443334392119-3838440338798925074?l=thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/feeds/3838440338798925074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589837443334392119&amp;postID=3838440338798925074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/3838440338798925074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/3838440338798925074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/2011/09/prelims-are-approaching.html' title='Prelims are approaching. ):'/><author><name>vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863689495451675889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pMAhIS9rIA/TmR37nQKSBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/kr19Kn7QMMY/s220/0b3d92c1a4fa47f439f55ff61115670c_18775199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589837443334392119.post-4063986746721076598</id><published>2011-09-05T15:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T20:44:08.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picturesque'/><title type='text'>Instagram</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GYH5X4EqWc0/TmR25nv_n8I/AAAAAAAAAYk/6eL7cq4i-_o/s1600/IMG_6845-tile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648770564924350402" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GYH5X4EqWc0/TmR25nv_n8I/AAAAAAAAAYk/6eL7cq4i-_o/s400/IMG_6845-tile.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8589837443334392119-4063986746721076598?l=thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/feeds/4063986746721076598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589837443334392119&amp;postID=4063986746721076598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/4063986746721076598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/4063986746721076598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/2011/09/instagram_1331.html' title='Instagram'/><author><name>vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863689495451675889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pMAhIS9rIA/TmR37nQKSBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/kr19Kn7QMMY/s220/0b3d92c1a4fa47f439f55ff61115670c_18775199.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GYH5X4EqWc0/TmR25nv_n8I/AAAAAAAAAYk/6eL7cq4i-_o/s72-c/IMG_6845-tile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589837443334392119.post-8721507974784195400</id><published>2011-08-15T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T19:32:04.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's now or never</title><content type='html'>Why, hello there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've switched to the 'upgraded' blogger because the classic version was such a hassle to edit. It's a standard template but I guess I'll live with that for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every weekend is like a holiday to me. I hardly get any work done and spend the most part of my day going online and just doing the usual- youtube, twitter. Once I start watching youtube videos, I lose track of time and by the time I realise, I'd have wasted a few good hours that could have been used to complete ALL overdue homework that I have. Oh my goodness. I keep telling myself to buck up, study hard and just get the Os over and done with. Ace all subjects if possible. But at the rate I'm going, my dreams will remain dreams and my life will be full of regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I actually finished all my homework on time for a long time was in primary 6. I think it was because those that have zero late homework for that term got a 'certificate' and it felt good to walk up to the front of the class to get it. :P Once I started with secondary school, I went back to my lazy ways. I didn't pay much attention in class and thus missed out on most of the basics that I need right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times where I really wish my parents were the kind that made me study hard, the ones that push me to do school work before anything else. Now is one of those times. Sure, I may be lucky that they don't worry about my grades too much and that they let me go out whenever I want. During lower sec, it felt so good to have so much freedom. I didn't have to go home right after school, I didn't have a curfew and stuff like that. If you ask me now, I'd say I had too much freedom. Too much for my own good. Maybe they did that so I could learn to take responsibility for my own actions and decisions. I'm honestly glad that I was taught like that though. It's like 'what's done cannot be undone' and I just have to make do with what I have or do something to improve my situation. I'd better stop being complacent and just start doing proper work. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #336666; font-style: italic;"&gt;“Often greater risk is involved in postponement than in making a wrong decision.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #336666; font-style: italic;"&gt;H.A. Hopf&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8589837443334392119-8721507974784195400?l=thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/8721507974784195400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/8721507974784195400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-now-or-never.html' title='It&apos;s now or never'/><author><name>vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863689495451675889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pMAhIS9rIA/TmR37nQKSBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/kr19Kn7QMMY/s220/0b3d92c1a4fa47f439f55ff61115670c_18775199.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589837443334392119.post-5331205632055433607</id><published>2011-07-11T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T19:32:04.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been so long</title><content type='html'>Hello, hello, hello :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading other blogs for soooo long now. It's time for me to post something of my own. Maybe it's cuz writing isn't really a&lt;br /&gt;passion for me so I don't have the discipline and whatnot for regular blog posts. Then again, there's nothing very interesting about school life, especially since it's my o level year which is supposed to mean more work less play. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, cuz I really love reading other blogs, I thought that maybe reading my own wouldn't make a difference. Oh, how wrong i was. :P It's just awkward reading my own posts so I kinda just leave 'em as they are. Also, twitter really helps cuz I just summarise whatever ideas I have into 140 characters. Ahha.  But I feel that twitter has caused me to think less complex thoughts and change my thoughts into simple sentences which isn't very good cuz I need to do well in free-writing and stuff and summarising thoughts just won't cut it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty glad that I'm stopping tuition after next week. Though I like the environment and all, I just don't feel comfortable. How am I supposed to learn when I'm feeling all awkward and uncomfortable? /: Which also means that I have got to do practice papers and TYS willingly. Like it's not homework or anything. Furthermore, I've got so many books of TYS left untouched that I feel it's such a waste. Ahh darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't expect to have so much to say. :p&lt;br /&gt;Peace. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8589837443334392119-5331205632055433607?l=thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/5331205632055433607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/5331205632055433607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-been-so-long.html' title='It&apos;s been so long'/><author><name>vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863689495451675889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pMAhIS9rIA/TmR37nQKSBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/kr19Kn7QMMY/s220/0b3d92c1a4fa47f439f55ff61115670c_18775199.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589837443334392119.post-4044353083969886493</id><published>2011-02-23T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T23:35:51.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey hey hey~</title><content type='html'>So I've finally caught up with my DT schedule. :D Also, Nationals are on 7 March. Whoo, so exciting (; teehee. &amp; i have no idea what history homework we were given. I just have to pull through that 70mins of random whatnot. I've said my piece so, goodbye. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8589837443334392119-4044353083969886493?l=thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/feeds/4044353083969886493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589837443334392119&amp;postID=4044353083969886493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/4044353083969886493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/4044353083969886493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/2011/02/hey-hey-hey.html' title='hey hey hey~'/><author><name>vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863689495451675889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pMAhIS9rIA/TmR37nQKSBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/kr19Kn7QMMY/s220/0b3d92c1a4fa47f439f55ff61115670c_18775199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589837443334392119.post-8621333360055915767</id><published>2011-02-16T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T19:31:35.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lahdeedah.</title><content type='html'>today's competition was pretty darn good. Though nerve-wracking, I believe the excitement overrode everything else. (: AHYA. Everyone did a &lt;s&gt;good&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;great&lt;/s&gt; &lt;b&gt;FANTABULASTIC&lt;/b&gt; job and that's that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there's more to school life than just table tennis. WHAT I MEAN IS I HAVE TO CATCH UP ON LOADS OF WORK LORH. Emath and sciences are fine. My progress in DT is worriedly slow. Listening during history is such a chore. I don't really understand social studies. MEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty late and I've got overdue work to complete. AS USUAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8589837443334392119-8621333360055915767?l=thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/8621333360055915767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/8621333360055915767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/2011/02/lahdeedah.html' title='lahdeedah.'/><author><name>vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863689495451675889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pMAhIS9rIA/TmR37nQKSBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/kr19Kn7QMMY/s220/0b3d92c1a4fa47f439f55ff61115670c_18775199.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589837443334392119.post-8292032245230858432</id><published>2011-02-10T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T01:40:17.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>geez</title><content type='html'>Of all the time that I have, I just had to blog now. When I have 6 undone history worksheets and loads of DT research to do. So much for trying to manage my time /: I shouldn't have waited too long to blog again. I kinda forgot what has happened recently. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! Chinese new year! :D Was pretty boring though. Lazed around at home waiting for people to visit. I ended up sleeping for most of the two days. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's been fine. I just need to stay on track with my DT coursework. DT, DT, DT. Is that all that's in my head? Pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short update. I haven't done any thinking for a proper post. DARN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8589837443334392119-8292032245230858432?l=thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/feeds/8292032245230858432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589837443334392119&amp;postID=8292032245230858432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/8292032245230858432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/8292032245230858432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/2011/02/geez.html' title='geez'/><author><name>vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863689495451675889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pMAhIS9rIA/TmR37nQKSBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/kr19Kn7QMMY/s220/0b3d92c1a4fa47f439f55ff61115670c_18775199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589837443334392119.post-4355550775539006804</id><published>2011-02-01T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T23:24:36.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>discombobulating ):</title><content type='html'>I don't have that overwhelming urge to post a proper one. Next time. That's for sure. Though i have no idea when that 'next time' will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthxbai. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8589837443334392119-4355550775539006804?l=thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/feeds/4355550775539006804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589837443334392119&amp;postID=4355550775539006804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/4355550775539006804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/4355550775539006804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/2011/02/discombobulating.html' title='discombobulating ):'/><author><name>vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863689495451675889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pMAhIS9rIA/TmR37nQKSBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/kr19Kn7QMMY/s220/0b3d92c1a4fa47f439f55ff61115670c_18775199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589837443334392119.post-1057300106964145009</id><published>2011-01-30T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T23:59:00.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday.</title><content type='html'>It's my birthday today. It'll be over in a minute. Like literally. I've had so many pleasant surprises this year! Though it was raining the whole darn day, it has really been an awesome 16th. :D Ya'll know who you are so thank you so much! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8589837443334392119-1057300106964145009?l=thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/feeds/1057300106964145009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589837443334392119&amp;postID=1057300106964145009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/1057300106964145009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/1057300106964145009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday.'/><author><name>vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863689495451675889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pMAhIS9rIA/TmR37nQKSBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/kr19Kn7QMMY/s220/0b3d92c1a4fa47f439f55ff61115670c_18775199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589837443334392119.post-9131931579853939887</id><published>2011-01-08T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T22:46:29.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School ain't so bad after all :p</title><content type='html'>Woo! My first week this year didn't turn out as bad as I had thought. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mdm Chng told me that I looked more awake (?) in class and she said it's a good thing so.. Yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;2. The poa test wasn't as difficult as I'd expected :p hopefully I'll be in mrs palan's class ;)&lt;br /&gt;3. Today jiaolian was like "你最近训练好像比较认真，比较有精神。" whoa that made me so happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha! Such an awesome week. (:&lt;br /&gt;This year, I hope it's my turn to shine &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8589837443334392119-9131931579853939887?l=thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/feeds/9131931579853939887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589837443334392119&amp;postID=9131931579853939887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/9131931579853939887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/9131931579853939887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/2011/01/school-aint-so-bad-after-all-p.html' title='School ain&apos;t so bad after all :p'/><author><name>vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863689495451675889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pMAhIS9rIA/TmR37nQKSBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/kr19Kn7QMMY/s220/0b3d92c1a4fa47f439f55ff61115670c_18775199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589837443334392119.post-8273922068957233294</id><published>2011-01-04T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T23:13:12.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not bad eh, not bad at all (:</title><content type='html'>So I got through the first day of school!  It was awesome. cuz nothing much happened. Meh. Just the usual talks to prep us for our 'most crucial year' in GESS. :p I think I'll need a week more to get used to the fact that we're sec4s already. ): It's all happening too fast! :o &amp; I think I made the mistake of not finishing my homework yesterday night. I've got about 3 more newspapers to go through to look for 'newsworthy' articles. Oh Vivian, you and your horrible time management skills... Gotta change that soon. Oh oh oh, now our class only has 30 people. Like kewl shizz :p heh. This post is so not organised but I cannot be bothered :/ no biggie right? This was just a quick update. Imma go look for like 3 or 4 more articles but I'm sorta multitasking cuz I'm on msn too. Ahh, I'm such a loser (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gbye. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8589837443334392119-8273922068957233294?l=thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/feeds/8273922068957233294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589837443334392119&amp;postID=8273922068957233294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/8273922068957233294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/8273922068957233294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/2011/01/not-bad-eh-not-bad-at-all.html' title='Not bad eh, not bad at all (:'/><author><name>vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863689495451675889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pMAhIS9rIA/TmR37nQKSBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/kr19Kn7QMMY/s220/0b3d92c1a4fa47f439f55ff61115670c_18775199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589837443334392119.post-7095917262109201116</id><published>2011-01-01T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T00:00:10.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye.</title><content type='html'>To 2010, that is.&lt;br /&gt;Man, it's no use saying that I'm going to stdy hard next year. I say that every year but end up forgetting about it. I guess only with better results can I be sure that I've studied. Ahha. I can't wait for this year's South Zone. It doesn't matter anymore if I'm playing or watching anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2011! Hopefully you'll stick to your resolutions, cuz i never do. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8589837443334392119-7095917262109201116?l=thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/feeds/7095917262109201116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589837443334392119&amp;postID=7095917262109201116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/7095917262109201116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/7095917262109201116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/2011/01/goodbye.html' title='goodbye.'/><author><name>vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863689495451675889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pMAhIS9rIA/TmR37nQKSBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/kr19Kn7QMMY/s220/0b3d92c1a4fa47f439f55ff61115670c_18775199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589837443334392119.post-2709126404348478181</id><published>2010-12-31T01:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T01:59:30.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, when you need a friend to talk to, no one's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotional? Nah. Just 'meh'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8589837443334392119-2709126404348478181?l=thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/feeds/2709126404348478181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589837443334392119&amp;postID=2709126404348478181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/2709126404348478181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/2709126404348478181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/2010/12/hey.html' title='hey.'/><author><name>vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863689495451675889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pMAhIS9rIA/TmR37nQKSBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/kr19Kn7QMMY/s220/0b3d92c1a4fa47f439f55ff61115670c_18775199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589837443334392119.post-7338447635880664466</id><published>2010-11-13T19:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T19:59:14.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>writing makes me happy (:</title><content type='html'>the title says it all :D teehee. its SO TRUE. :O if i don't write about a particular day, i have to blog about it. i mean, it seems like a waste to have the day just go past without having been given a second thought. ): right right right??? &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to Malacca/KL in two days! so superbly excited :D:D:D HEE! i haven't packed. wev, i'm always a last-minute packer. (: it works for me thought. imma go watch youtube videos now. AS USUAL. i wonder how many times youtube has been mentioned in my posts. also, i think i'll post again tomorrow (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, Dhinnesh is going back to Malaysia in dec ): and KahLok ain't in our class anymore ): ahh. this sucks. but then again, life's like that. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gbye, DFTBA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8589837443334392119-7338447635880664466?l=thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/feeds/7338447635880664466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589837443334392119&amp;postID=7338447635880664466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/7338447635880664466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/7338447635880664466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/2010/11/writing-makes-me-happy.html' title='writing makes me happy (:'/><author><name>vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863689495451675889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pMAhIS9rIA/TmR37nQKSBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/kr19Kn7QMMY/s220/0b3d92c1a4fa47f439f55ff61115670c_18775199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589837443334392119.post-2834333309876093082</id><published>2010-10-31T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T22:36:00.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a catfish tale.</title><content type='html'>awesomely happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PeiNing's belated birthday outing was AWESOME!!! actually, all of us were late but no one's complaining. teehee. we pretty much had lunch and walked around tiong plaza for a LONG TIME. sheesh, it's obvious that they saw me. still pretend to turn away. ): meh. couldn't be bothered. :D we walked around IKEA for really long. approx. 2 hours? PeiNi took at least 1 whole hour looking for a 'round' fish soft toy because apparently, the others were all out of shape. &gt;&lt; wev. we had fun (: and PeiNing likes her ring too :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gbye. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8589837443334392119-2834333309876093082?l=thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/feeds/2834333309876093082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589837443334392119&amp;postID=2834333309876093082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/2834333309876093082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/2834333309876093082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/2010/10/catfish-tale.html' title='a catfish tale.'/><author><name>vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863689495451675889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pMAhIS9rIA/TmR37nQKSBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/kr19Kn7QMMY/s220/0b3d92c1a4fa47f439f55ff61115670c_18775199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589837443334392119.post-1798350473425684765</id><published>2010-10-27T20:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T21:06:01.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile? sure. (:</title><content type='html'>so. i've got nothing interesting to be blogging about. (:&lt;br /&gt;school's over for most secondary students but we still have bridging lessons! gawdddd. we had pizza! courtesy of mdm chng (: and like did some 'high class' cleaning. TEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went down to 4E 2011's classroom. YEEHAA! cool shizz. i'm sitting at the corner, next to the back door. no one next to me (yet). WHEE! the awesomeness is sinking in. just staring blankly out the door and daydreaming. not really study-effective, but it works for me :D i can't wait for bridging lessons! :O :O :O call me a nerd if you must but i'd rather have myself doing work all day in class next year than having the day go by w/o even being able to fathom a single word the teacher has said! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohoh, i can see the whiteboard pretty clearly :D:D:D mad excited. muahaha. EEK! i'm practically jumping off my seat thinking of being sec4 next year. it's mildly disconcerting how enthusiastic i feel about sec4 but i guess it's a good thing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;til next time (:&lt;br /&gt;gbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8589837443334392119-1798350473425684765?l=thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/feeds/1798350473425684765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589837443334392119&amp;postID=1798350473425684765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/1798350473425684765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589837443334392119/posts/default/1798350473425684765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepicturesquescene.blogspot.com/2010/10/smile-cool.html' title='smile? sure. (:'/><author><name>vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863689495451675889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pMAhIS9rIA/TmR37nQKSBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/kr19Kn7QMMY/s220/0b3d92c1a4fa47f439f55ff61115670c_18775199.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589837443334392119.post-8696438565710193210</id><published>2010-10-16T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T21:16:01.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>y'know, the usual meh.</title><content type='html'>since the exams are over, i shall be like anyone else who still others to blog and post shizz about my results and school etc. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i've only failed me History paper.&lt;br /&gt;which isn't as bad once i think about it. teehee!&lt;br /&gt;BUT there's still going to be bridging lessons and tests.&lt;br /&gt;like damn, beeyotch.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lim already started on the Sec4 topics. chiongster ftw.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training has started. totally dread it. really.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i've lost interest in table tennis a while back but still go for training anyway since i have less than a year of CCA left so it's quite alright. ._.&lt;br /&gt;but then again, training halfheartedly totally defeats the purpose of training altogether. i'd better buck up. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know teachers always compare our class with the other classes.&lt;br /&gt;if they think it's supposed to help us do better, i don't think it's really working.&lt;br /&gt;look at our class, seriously. i shan't speak for everyone but half the time, i hardly even understand what's going on. it's like i'm a zombie or something.&lt;br /&gt;*listen to lesson. understand. do work.* you might as well embed a chip inside my brain to tell me when to eat, brush teeth, get dressed etc. and the only thing that' i'll be doing by myself is trying to memorize everything we've learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, the previous paragraph made zero sense. ZERO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy with my performance for physics paper. hey, no. it's Sci(physics). sorry, my bad. -.- oup. but there's a re-exam. UGH!!!! lovin my three-letter expressions. ahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST. TAKE. MORE. PICTURES. THAT. ARE. NOT. CAMWHORE-LIKE. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan higa is hot. so is tyler ward. and sam tsui.&lt;br /&gt;*insert stupid fangirl-like scream here*&lt;br /&gt;i'm just sayin ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh! started watching Naruto again. hehehe. like finally. since i stopped during June(?) i kinda forgot the plot. and i'm still at Naruto. not Naruto Shippuden ): sad slow me. meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a long-ass post. i'm liking it cuz i'm so badass-like. :D&lt;br /&gt;okay. vivian, stop posting jokes that no one understsnds unless they're youtube junkies like you. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gbye. 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