<?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-5562155507071196857</id><updated>2012-02-17T01:18:58.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christopher</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineedmysos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562155507071196857/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineedmysos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Christopher!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16957196298193124811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562155507071196857.post-4973295579538037582</id><published>2008-12-18T01:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T02:09:22.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAYS ARE BACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's the holidays... W000t !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I am so freaking happy that the holidays are finally here, though it is just a miserable 3 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Only one problem, I just dOn NoE wat to do now haha ~.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;The week before sch close, it was a boring week, but when i check my grades to see what grades i got, I was suprised to see two "A", man i am good haha kidding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;My 1st "A's" for this sem. I was like omg it is for real. I was really happy and suprised but hopefully it can stay that way. However, there is still one module that i am so freaking pissed with. That is science. My stinking facilitator "foo kay yang". He keep giving me and some of my friends D&gt;.&lt; , what's his problem. He seriously is a pain in the neck and if I could kill him I would. Other than that, my grades are so-so for other modules haha! I seriously need to work harder haix!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Man x'mas is so near,but i feell that it doesn't seem that this yr's x'mas is gonna be any different or special. How sad, no decoration, no christmas tree put-up, what a miserable x'mas it is gonna be. :( Where's the christmas spirit ppl, Why Why Why muz it be this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I do hope that it can be special and memorable XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am dreaming of a white christmas~.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280821031248446482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovAiYulj0Vk/SUk-v7n5xBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7mRw9Upyu2Q/s320/merry-christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5562155507071196857-4973295579538037582?l=ineedmysos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineedmysos.blogspot.com/feeds/4973295579538037582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562155507071196857&amp;postID=4973295579538037582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562155507071196857/posts/default/4973295579538037582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562155507071196857/posts/default/4973295579538037582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineedmysos.blogspot.com/2008/12/holidays-are-back.html' title='HOLIDAYS ARE BACK'/><author><name>Christopher!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16957196298193124811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovAiYulj0Vk/SUk-v7n5xBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7mRw9Upyu2Q/s72-c/merry-christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562155507071196857.post-9003082293770121948</id><published>2008-10-09T18:23:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:05:33.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I did for that day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;It has been a boring day for me today, as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Firstly there was a change in group( new team) after 4 weeks of being with the people I used to be with. I thought that I would end up with people I dislike, but I was wrong, I ended up with quite easy-to-work-with people. The team was O.K, but what bores me is lessons and the facilitator. Mr Jonathan Jacob (J.J) that's what my class calls him, an ang moh facilitator that smile throughout the day and keeps asking silly questions that is so hard to answer. Why Why!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I always hate his lessons but he is quite a nice guy but his grading is rather strict. Leave early you get an F, unlike most facilitator that just give a D for partial attendance. Next, I had U.T( understanding test), it was so hard and even the presentation by the facilitators(6P) , didn't help at all, I couldn't do so many question and my mind went blank. Only 30mins given and I had to rush my way thru, I just gotta hope for the best . Hopefully I don't feel... Wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;After school, a friend of mine wanted to meet for dinner. I wasn't in the mood at first, since my day was a terrible boring one. However it didn't turn out to bad, I was actually happy to meet with that person. I am not going to say who. It's a secret and btw it's not my crush or whatsoever... We went around causeway pt, the only thing we really did there was eat haha!! Too hungry rofl.. We then walk around but it got boring since causeway pt is like so empty but by then it was like 7-8+ we wanted to catch a movie but it was getting late but i didn't feel like going home too rofl! We then headed for sun plaza( sembawang). Well we had dessert haha! It was great and yea we chat with each other and went shopping around till about 9+. It was quite a messy day haha from a boring one to a meaningful and fun one. I think it was great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;MOOD changes when you're with different people. When people are nice and friendly your mood is a positive one when a person is a stressful and irritating one , you get stinky sucky mood!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I think i gotta keep away from this sucky ppl!! Man...I ned a S.O.S haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5562155507071196857-9003082293770121948?l=ineedmysos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineedmysos.blogspot.com/feeds/9003082293770121948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562155507071196857&amp;postID=9003082293770121948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562155507071196857/posts/default/9003082293770121948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562155507071196857/posts/default/9003082293770121948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineedmysos.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-i-did-for-that-day.html' title='What I did for that day'/><author><name>Christopher!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16957196298193124811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562155507071196857.post-4514263037355676933</id><published>2008-09-28T00:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T00:06:06.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love me for what I am and not how I look</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;BEAUTY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;of a person lies within them and not what you see on the outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5562155507071196857-4514263037355676933?l=ineedmysos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineedmysos.blogspot.com/feeds/4514263037355676933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562155507071196857&amp;postID=4514263037355676933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562155507071196857/posts/default/4514263037355676933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562155507071196857/posts/default/4514263037355676933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineedmysos.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-me-for-what-i-am-and-not-how-i.html' title='Love me for what I am and not how I look'/><author><name>Christopher!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16957196298193124811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562155507071196857.post-3602422372050541964</id><published>2008-09-26T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:24:02.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a miserable day for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My day at School have been a stressful one today. I had a boring time today and lucky I left early, I wasn't suppose to come at all but because my father was at home, I had no choice but to just go to school. I hate today's topic for my Enterprise module, it is like so darn confusing and so hard to understand and this person name JM(in short), worsen things for me. Working with him is like so stressful and you can hardly understand what he is saying. Oh my god, how he is able to answer all the facilitators questions so well, man he is like some walking encyclopedia. Can someone ask him to stop aghh!! He freaks me and the class out. Omg! Lucky I left, didn't have to see my irritating facilitator who gave me a D last week, I am so pissed with him. If I didn't leave I know I would still get a D this week, so I rather leave than to stay and still get a D grade. Grr!!~.~Can someone get me out of RP, I would thank you so much if you can help me, I am sick of being in Republic Poly, I don't feel right being&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;there..Please help me someone :"(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5562155507071196857-3602422372050541964?l=ineedmysos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineedmysos.blogspot.com/feeds/3602422372050541964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562155507071196857&amp;postID=3602422372050541964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562155507071196857/posts/default/3602422372050541964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562155507071196857/posts/default/3602422372050541964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineedmysos.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-miserable-day-for-me.html' title='What a miserable day for me'/><author><name>Christopher!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16957196298193124811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5562155507071196857.post-2991935105718119888</id><published>2008-09-25T05:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T05:25:00.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day At School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today have been a boring for me at school. If you had a module called " Introduction to communication", How would you feel? As for me I find it to be rather silly and a waste of time. I know what communication means for heaven sake and I don't think a module like this to make me understand more. My facilitator just makes me even more bored, and I am too lazy to even participate in class, since I couldn't be much bothered with today's problem which is " Together or apart" _"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does the Internet link people together or pull them apart? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Come on give me a break that is like the most boring topic i've ever had. Thank God next week is Hari Raya Puasa, a Public holiday... How lucky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Other than that the only thing I did was chat with friends and listen to music !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Miserable day , what a sad boy I am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5562155507071196857-2991935105718119888?l=ineedmysos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ineedmysos.blogspot.com/feeds/2991935105718119888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5562155507071196857&amp;postID=2991935105718119888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562155507071196857/posts/default/2991935105718119888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5562155507071196857/posts/default/2991935105718119888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ineedmysos.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-day-at-school_25.html' title='My Day At School'/><author><name>Christopher!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16957196298193124811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
