<?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-20879808</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:45:06.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>squirrelpaw</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20879808.post-115296707269047760</id><published>2006-07-15T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T05:37:52.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On the 11th of July was Project's Day semi-finals judging. Chern Yuen, Wen Shen and I (Eugene did not come to school because of something), went to computer lab 2 a bit late (we're in the Resource Development category) and received a shock. When we got in and Miss Gwee Hana said that our group was not on the list of groups up for judging! We apologised and went to the classroom to use the class computer to double-check where we're supposed to be. (Javan, don't come accusing us on anything, we had no choice and used the class computer as a last resort.) We found out that we're really supposed to be in computer lad 2! After some intense discussion, (our spirits were dampened very much already), we decided not to barge into the lab again and "quarrel" with the judges. So, we decided to seat in the classroom and wait for reccess, when we planned to go in and reason with the judges.&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a long wait but 9:20a.m. came and we set off. As we wanted to talk to the judges only without any students watching, we waited till everybody came out. Then we went in. Luckily, there was only one judge left in the room. The judge was to our very much relief was Mr Ong, who was rated, according to my list, the most unfiercest teacher who teaches us. We explained to him and found out that the judges' lists did not have our names. Thus, we showed him what Miss Gwee had posted on the EMB to show him as evidence. Fortunately, he understood and said that he would explain to the other judges and let us present after the reccess was over.&lt;sigh!&gt; The problem was finally resolved! We explained ourselves successfully! Though we did not have time to eat, we felt happy as we could stay at where we were intended to be! Wow! That was quite a day for all three of us!&lt;br /&gt;Reminder: Please don't nag at us if you read this post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-115296707269047760?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/115296707269047760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=115296707269047760' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/115296707269047760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/115296707269047760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/07/on-11th-of-july-was-projects-day-semi.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20879808.post-115253800478012302</id><published>2006-07-10T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T06:26:44.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Regarding my last post, the "P.S." part, I take back my order for Eugene to change his blog about me being Lippi. Why? Because Italy won the World Cupand I'm their trainer and I led them to victory! Just joking!&lt;br /&gt;So why did Eugene gloriously nickname me Lippi, which I hate at first? The reason is stupid crap. Ernest supports Germany in the World Cup, Wen Shen, Portugal and Eugene himself prefers France. Oh yes, Germany, Portugal and France is in the best four teams in the World Cup, but there's still one more country that is, Italy. So, with no absolute or concrete reason, he said that I support Italy. To make things worse, he soon brought up the topic of the countries' trainers. Yes, and he conferred me the title of Lippi on the day that Germany lost Italy, while he, himself, is the French coach (I forgot his name). I was not very happy as he's laughing at my reaction to his sarcastic joke.&lt;br /&gt;But now, Italy won the World Cup and I'm actually glad that he nicknamed me Lippi! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;Enough about the World Cup, let's talk about Mr Quek's simply marvellous rhtorical devices test. It took me more then two hours to remember the mountain of devices. Yes, and I still got one wrong out of fifteen questions, this is so sad! But almost half of the class failed (having three or more mistakes) and have to take the test again tomorrow after Project's Day semi-finals judging.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Project's Day, my group did not prepare very well for the semi-final and we probably would get kicked out. Anyway, we'd strive our very best to survive the semi-finals and go to the finals, which is very difficult. Wish us good luck in the horrifying judging tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I wonder who are the judges who are judging for my group tomorrow. Hope that there would be lenient in judging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-115253800478012302?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/115253800478012302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=115253800478012302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/115253800478012302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/115253800478012302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/07/regarding-my-last-post-p.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20879808.post-115210326213414582</id><published>2006-07-05T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T05:41:02.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, looks like the class had a soccer ball now, the wonderful, magnificent, generous gift of Mr Lee. (although I don't fancy LP - that's where Mr Lee got it. He bought something from LP and they gave him the ball.)  But the problem is, will anybody play with, or shall I say, will everyone play with the ball? Most of us, will, of course. Another problem, we can't play with it during reccess!!! Reason number one: He doesn't want us to be sweating like crazy. Retort number one: Those who play chaptek look like they had just gone through a storm without any umbrella or raincoat. I can't think of any more valid reasons now, so I'll just settle with one reason.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, today we have our Chinese powerpoint presentations. I must say, the groups who presented were quite good. When it's my group's turn to present, (Cute boy, Ernie and I), I was nervous. We wanted to complete our presentation, but unfortunately, the bell rang and Miss Bian said that we'll continue with it tomorrow. We're so unlucky!&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, after reccess we have Mr Ong and today we had a debate on the Maria Hertogh riots. He chose people by using Microsoft Excel and most of them out there talking were those with index numbers with one digit. Wen Shen kept getting the facts wrong though. After twenty or so minutes, almost all of the audience was bored and started doing their own stuff. (I was not out there talking, so I' was one of the people who slack down there.)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, nothing's interesting till the last period. Mr Quek's period. We got to do the marvellous and fantastic speech with only thirty minutes. Some of us didn't prepare and "good-luck" to them. I particarly rushed through it but I think I didn't have three hundred and fifty words. After we wrote the difficult speech, we were to write out what devices we'd used. I scribbled the devices that I thought were in my speech and wrote out where were the five points. I'd missed out point one altogether and I added that in last minute with a lot of flaws, I'm afraid. But I managed to survive the speech-writing but I think I'll fail it. 'Sigh!'&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Eugene, stop saying I'm Lippi or I'll sue you for discriminating me! Yes, mend your post immediately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-115210326213414582?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/115210326213414582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=115210326213414582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/115210326213414582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/115210326213414582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/07/well-looks-like-class-had-soccer-ball.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20879808.post-115089201508670068</id><published>2006-06-21T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T05:13:35.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been days since I'd updated my blog. Now I'll talk about my ACM trip on 16 June. I arrived as one of the earliest people. We were supposed to bring students of Zoophonics around ACM. After several minutes, Seng Peing, which I'd just noticed, went with me to the bridge in front of the ACM. There we saw Brolin and we chatted and wandered around them and whem it was around 9.15 am, we went back to the ACM. There we saw that more people had arrived, including the teacher-in-charge, Mrs Ong. She distributed name tags (in sticker form) to us and our route as there's been a slight change in it. Then we got into our groups. I was with Wen Shen and Javan and each group had a sign to show when the kids arrived. Ours was pink, not the best colour for me. Anyway, they arrived pretty soon enough and we three took on the roles of tour guides. When we're moving, Javan and Wen Shen were at the back, talking about Maple, which almost everybody was mad about, leaving me at the front. Not very nice of them, were they? But, as time passed, they were much better. We had about ten minutes in each gallery and that was just enough to tell them about the artifacts that were in the 3 to 4 year-old kids'  sticker activity book. They went for a toilet break at the middle of the excursion though. The excursion, which I'm not going to elaborate, was typically not very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;After the excursion, we took them to a room - the River room for their break and their workshop. There, Wen Shen left. Then, we sent them out, simple as that. But before we went home, we walked back to River room with the rest of the tour guides and the workshop helpers. There, we got gifts of thanks (Singlish) from the Zoophonics teachers and then, we went our seperate ways. &lt;br /&gt;[The End ]&lt;br /&gt;P.S. This is writen in B-style, that is booooorriiiiiiinng to those who read it. Sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-115089201508670068?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/115089201508670068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=115089201508670068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/115089201508670068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/115089201508670068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-been-days-since-id-updated-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20879808.post-114964903993009865</id><published>2006-06-06T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T19:57:19.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On a fine day, (I'd forgotten which day), some of my fellow schoolmates and I went to NUS for SMO. It was very difficult to find where exactly in the school compound was the SMO taking place in, which was LT 33&amp;amp;34. But fortunately, after asking passers-by and following my fellow schoolmates, I finally reached my destination. Inside, I saw many people playing, chatting and what not. Those bent on receiving an award of some kind were burying their heads in the past year SMO book. Tsk-tsk.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the center of the room where most of my classmates were gathered at (I think all of my classmates signed up for it!) and talked with them. Some of them had revised days before but I did not. Oh, well, some of them that revised hard also did not go into the next round which was the invitary round, I think. I just checked the EMB and only 3 of my classmates got in. They are GYC, Javan and Chern Yuen. I'm not so disappointed that I did not get in, even though I'd filled in every single blank, unlike some, who leaved some questions blank. Why, you may ask. The reason was I filled in crap! 3/4 of the questions left me stupefied. I was also not very confident of getting the rest of the questions correct. Furthermore, as I'd said before, I didn't revise or prepare or anything! So, the impact that I got when I saw the results was not very great. But I must say, the LTs air-conditions should not be at full-blast. It made us cold and I think that we couldn't think with sneezing and sniffling going on. Moreover, I think that our brain were numbed by the cold. (Oh! This is just a lame excuse, though.) I think that those who are in the maths training program and had prepared for this competition &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; had not got in would be grieving much more than me. Tsk-tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wish the trio who had got into the next round good luck!&lt;br /&gt;Note: I decided not to continue with the sabbatical report as it's getting boring and &lt;em&gt;old-fashioned &lt;/em&gt;now! It's better to report the recent events, though this was not very recent. Tsk-tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-114964903993009865?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/114964903993009865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=114964903993009865' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114964903993009865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114964903993009865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/06/on-fine-day-id-forgotten-which-day.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20879808.post-114872643299131012</id><published>2006-05-27T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T03:40:33.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(Continuing on the report of the sabbatical):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third and fourth day of the sabbatical, it was Carolina 1 &amp; 2. What exactly was Carolina then? Actually Carolina was the name of a company!!! Our first experiment was making cheese. Making cheese was fun! We had to separate the curd from the whey of milk. That was fun and squishy. To quicken it up, Ernest wrung the cloth that contained the milk and squeezed out the whey (the liquid part of the milk) and what was left was the curd (what we wanted as it was cheese). We can't eat the cheese or drink the milk though. But before we made the cheese, we got to taste three types of cheese. The first cheese was yellow, hard and bitter. The second cheese was white, hard, sour and a bit spicy. The third cheese was pale yellow, gooey, and smooth. Because...the first cheese was emmental cheese, the second cheese was cream cheese with spices and the cheese was camembert cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second part of Carolina 1 was Vitamin C investigation. We got to find to compare the amount of Vitamin C in fresh orange juice, carton juice and cordial juice. We found out that cordial juice had the least Vitamin C, followed by fresh and carton juice using DCPIP which was - dichlorophenolindolphenol. The rule was this - for every drop of DCPIP, there would be 1 drop worth of Vitamin C. That if if we needed 83 drops of DCPIP to change the colour of the solution, there would be 83 drops of Vitamin C also. After this experiment, that was the end of Carolina 1 and we were allowed to go home at 12pm! That was great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-114872643299131012?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/114872643299131012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=114872643299131012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114872643299131012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114872643299131012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/05/continuing-on-report-of-sabbatical-on.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20879808.post-114820726442349584</id><published>2006-05-21T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T03:27:44.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The second day of my sabbatical was photonics. At first, I could not find the others as I was lost. Then, following some of my groupmates, I found the place, the Photonics LRC opposite Space. We were not the last, as there were still many people who were well, not there. But, after a few minutes, they came and our second day started. We found out what is photonics - it is the study of light, if I'm not wrong. We were introduced to the amazing aspects of light and the types of lasers there are. We also learned about holography - it was so interesting!!!&lt;br /&gt;          After that, we learned that we were going to make our own holograms!!! We were quite excited. We listened intently to our trainers about what to do. (Or at least, most of us were listening.) We went into a room and, there, the steps were repeated again. They also showed us what would we get if we did not follow instructions. We would get three streaks of white against the blackish-brown plate, which we called "Jurassic Park". We lent items from a teacher, I got a rubber duck, well not very good but at least it was better than having nothing at all my hologram. Then we practised fitting a test plate inside, it was quite difficult! We must practise as we're going to do our own hologram ourselves, one by one. We must be silent and the surroundings were going to be dark. I was quite anxious and I put on my goggles quite early, in the light, which was not really needed. Then, he lights was off and we were plunged into total darkness except for a bright green light shining. Chun Qi went first in our group. (Oh, I forgot to inform you that we were split into five groups of six.)  While he was doing, my heart was beating very hard against my chest as I would be going next. Finally, my turn came and I nearly forgot to test for the emulsion side of the plate where the hologram was going to be projected on. I also had difficulty putting the plate securely but I still managed to do it. After a "frightening" long time, our whole group finished doing and I heaved a sigh of relief. (I was having a cough and the "experiment" should be done in a quiet place, you see.)&lt;br /&gt;          The time for taking back our plates had come. We took our plates and tried to see if there were any holograms in it. At first, many people were disappointed but when we observed our plates under very strong light, we started to see our holograms. I managed to see my duck's outline and I was satisfied with that already and I was happy. I now know that we could actually "play" with light!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-114820726442349584?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/114820726442349584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=114820726442349584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114820726442349584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114820726442349584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/05/second-day-of-my-sabbatical-was.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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-20879808.post-114812562783652329</id><published>2006-05-20T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T04:47:09.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week is sabbatical week and my sabbatical, like many in my class, is Science Eureka. The whole sec 1s who signed up were split up into 5 groups and I was in a group that contained iSpark pupils only. Our group was doing chemistry on the first day and our first experiment was to make soap! I teamed up with Ernest and after learning what exactly was soap, we started making it. It was fun! After doing the first few steps, everybody went to the back and put the solution on hot aluminium foil stirring and adding colour. There was orange, green and black and everybody mocked Javan. Ernest and I chose green and what everybody did not add, black. Therefore our solution turned from marble to excretion kind of brown. After that, our sec 4 helper added a very foul perfume to ours and thus it smelled weird. What we got at the end was a soap that couldn't be used because it's too alkalic and even if it could be used, I wouldn't use it as it smelled and looked like excretion. Ewww...&lt;br /&gt;          Our next experiment was to synthesis alum crystals. That was a bit itchy as we put small bits of iron into a alkaline solution. It irritated our noses, our skin and even our mouths. After finishing our experiment, we got small crystals that we kept. Some of the pupils got almost nothing or the crystals were too small to take. Poor things! The crystals were our first product that we could keep and we were delighted.&lt;br /&gt;          Our last experiment for the day was to determine the amount of calcium carbonate in a substance and we had fun! Problem was Ernest and I put too much indicator that once the solution turned from colourless to pink, the pink was too..., what we should have gotton was a faint pink but we got the opposite! But we still succeeded after this mistake. We're quite lucky - Ernest and I did not get to see the demonstration as Wu Tian Hao was being a bit of a nuisance.&lt;br /&gt;The day has ended and I'd just had a taste of a sabbatical! I felt that sabbatical week was interesting and stressless! Nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-114812562783652329?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/114812562783652329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=114812562783652329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114812562783652329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114812562783652329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-week-is-sabbatical-week-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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-20879808.post-114697128268308859</id><published>2006-05-06T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T20:08:04.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I'd just checked the EMB and I found out that my group and I are going on to the semi-finals in (or is it on) Project's Day. Hooray! We're in! I'm so happy! Our effort had not gone to waste after all! But of course, some of the groups in my class did not succeed in going through in the Resource Development category. I feel sad for them because that's their only chance of getting "mass" ACE points as there is no Prelimanary round three. Anyway, my group (at Computer labaratory four) was judged by Mr. Krison and two other female teachers. After our presentation, the judges said nothing at first but them one question came and bombarded us. Fortunately, we were not blasted off our feet. (We did not have any mental and emotional preparation as soon after we came into the room, it's our turn. We're quite shocked. But we remained calm and did not like, become as red as a beetroot in front of the audience.) That's one stone off my heart (sorry Mr. Quek, this is translated directly from chinese), but I still cannot decide on what charateristics my "man of Daybreak" would be. Well, I must onder it over now, so bye! Cheers for getting into the semi-finals (again)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Don't mind this whole chunk of words, my fellow friends.&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. do not be sad for those that did not succeed into going into the next round.&lt;br /&gt;P.P.P.S. I'm like bursting with joy and happiness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-114697128268308859?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/114697128268308859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=114697128268308859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114697128268308859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114697128268308859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/05/well-id-just-checked-emb-and-i-found.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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-20879808.post-114614099672293332</id><published>2006-04-27T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T05:29:56.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently, Javan, our facilities secretary, slammed the dustpan to the floor and bent it, then broke it. On the next day, he slammed the broom to the floor and broke it. It is very ironic - a facilities secretary destroying his own facilities. Anyway, Mr Quek took the broom's stick and used it for one day only. We did not see the stick after that day. Mr Quek, where is the broom?This was one of the major events that happened over this week.&lt;br /&gt;Another major class event happened today. Jit Woon disturbed the cutest boy in our class - Wei Xiang and Wei Xiang retaliated. But Jit Woon escaped. Javan, the samurai, slashed at Jit Woon in avenge for Wei Xiang. If you do not know, Jit Woon was not really popular in our class and there were a lot of "protectors" who "guard" Wei Xiang. Jit Woon flared up and chopped at Javan. Javan did not really hit back but Jit Woon hit again (I was quite close -too close for comfort) and Javan "led" him. By then, there was a commotion in the class already. Chun Qi rubbed salt into Jit Woon's wound and Jit Woon, heated up,took Javan's water bottle and threw it at Chun Qi's head. Then, Chun Qi took Javan and his own water bottle and threatened to fling them at Jit Woon. Then, Jit Woon went out of the classroom and cried. Some people began to hurl abuse at Jit Woon, including Chun Qi. After some time, Jit Woon, who sits beside me, came back and I was so afraid that he would vent his anger on me. When Mr Lee came, the whole class acted like nothing had happened and thus, Mr Lee suspected nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Our class is 1M, and M stands for (according to me) monster, maniac, molestor, monkey etc. Do you agree??? Post comments on my blog, please if you've any things to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-114614099672293332?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/114614099672293332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=114614099672293332' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114614099672293332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114614099672293332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/04/recently-javan-our-facilities.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20879808.post-114576491941334630</id><published>2006-04-22T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T21:02:00.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, on the 22nd of April, some of my classmates and I were doing CIP work by marking SMOPS scripts. Firstly, when I arrived, I was late and I saw a cute boy, Tan wei Xiang, very anxiously catching up with me. He did not know where is LT2! Thus, we hurried and saw Mr. Lee walking with food and drinks in his hands. He took a way and we took another and fortunately, we were faster than him. We slipped into the LT and noticed that it was still quite noisy. The lecture soon started and we went to eat free lunch. The packaged lunch include: rice, tofu , vegetables that were rather sweet, scrambled eggs with onion and our favourite sweet and sour meat. Some people did not eat the tofu or/and the vegetables or/and the eggs but everybody finished up the meat. Rather unhealthy, though, I must admit. Than, we went back to the LT and soon started marking with first and second markers. I happened to be marking questions one to ten with an irritating Joseph Kang babbling beside me. The questions that almost everybody (for Q1 to Q10) had problem marking was Q7 and Q10. Q7's answer was: Chind I was a girl. Answers that thw candidates wrote were: (a straight line that was don't know 1 or I) girl, (the line again) only and (the line again) is a girl. the answer that was not accepted was the first problem that I mentioned. Q10's problem was the answer was $0.20, and the candidates answers were: $0.2 and $0.20 with the 2 like a 3. It was known later that the last problem I mentioned was not accepted. It was fun marking though there were these problems. I had an enjoyable time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-114576491941334630?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/114576491941334630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=114576491941334630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114576491941334630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114576491941334630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/04/yesterday-on-22nd-of-april-some-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20879808.post-114545286576272742</id><published>2006-04-19T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T06:21:05.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today NPCC trainimg was so boring! We marched under the sun for the whole afternoon! My shoe was stepped on some times and that results in embarrassment. Some people did not follow timing and thus we had to continue and continue. After a certain amount of time our feet "bang" were not "unified" and the NCOs complained about this too. Lock your elbows, follow the timing, 90 degrees at front&amp;45 degrees at back. We failed to do this nd the NCOs introduced a new method: find four leaves, put two under your armpits and two in your hands to ensure that our arms will not swing all around and that we had to clench our fists. Whoever dropped a single leaf, the whole squad got three pumpings. I was so tired! The afternoon is full of turnings, marching  and "samula". Anyway today I had the maths class test, I think that I'm not going to fair well in it. The Australian Science Competition was okay, though. On this Friday, there would be a science test/exam. I'm so afraid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-114545286576272742?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/114545286576272742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=114545286576272742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114545286576272742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114545286576272742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-npcc-trainimg-was-so-boring-we.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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-20879808.post-114473868715552421</id><published>2006-04-10T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T23:58:07.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today, I role-played in literature lesson on Napoleon! It was not the best, but not bad either! (I'm not boasting!) Very exciting! Very fascinating! I don't know how many ACE points I would get for that role-play. (It was after Eugene's powerpoint presentation on the key events of Chapter 8 - ANIMAL FARM. Anyway, mine was on chapter 8 too.) After some lessons, it's Art lesson! It was very interesting - what Mr. Kuek had said. Make a hole here, cut here and there on paper without really doing them as the actions suggest. We did them another way! After this, we'd to do our written assignment of ANIMAL FARM, you can get up to 5 ACE points for this! I rushed through it, I don't know how I faired, but surely it's very bad. Anyway, for your information, Mr. Krison had swapped lessons with Mr. Ong! And now I'm here typing this out, while waiting for 3pm to "come" for my NPCC uniform sizing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-114473868715552421?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/114473868715552421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=114473868715552421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114473868715552421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114473868715552421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-i-role-played-in-literature.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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-20879808.post-114456879748885810</id><published>2006-04-09T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T00:46:37.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PROJECT'S DAY PRELIMINARY ROUND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;On the project's day preliminary round, my group and I was extremely nervous. We saw how other people presented and we lost some confidence in ourselves as theirs were better than ours. We particularly had no hope in ourselves at all when we saw how the judges fired questions. Fortunately, there was recess and we were allowed to do some last changing and preparation (we were in computer lab 2). At that time, we grabbed every precious second to preview our presentation slides. We did finish the powerpoint slides only on the day before the judging. and thus, had no time to let our mentor see it, edit it and give us advice.We regretted that we did not manage our time well and had to rush through it. After recess, the judges told some of the groups (including my group) to get ready after a particular group presented. That let us to be very nervous and excited. Each time a group had presented, we tensed ourselves and anticipated our group to be next. Sure enough, our turn came quite fast enough and we presented, answered questions and then, finish in a matter of minutes. We did not know if we'd been eligible for the semi-finals until last Friday, when our leader announced that he'd seen the EMB message on this and that we failed. We were quite disappointed but it was no use crying over spilt milk. Thus, we decided to work  and improve on the powerpoint slides every Tuesday and Thursday, plus Wednesday, our IRS day. We planned to meet our mentor and consult him frequently so that we would have a high chance of getting into the semi-finals in the next preliminary judging (for failures).&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/20879808-114456879748885810?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/114456879748885810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=114456879748885810' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114456879748885810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114456879748885810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/04/projects-day-preliminary-roundon.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20879808.post-114404589421519718</id><published>2006-04-02T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T23:31:34.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First time, there are numberman and protoman. Next are bioman, chemiman and physicman. Last of all, powerman, wordman and unitman. These characters are "spamming the class blog. Instead of good comments, there is war raging around between these characters. Their comments are taking up a lot of comment space. Who is the human that created all these characters to "spam" the class blog? Who?????????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-114404589421519718?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/114404589421519718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=114404589421519718' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114404589421519718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114404589421519718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/04/first-time-there-are-numberman-and.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20879808.post-114327461101770131</id><published>2006-03-25T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T00:16:51.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Miss Letchmi came to our class and talked about the Guan Yi Chao matter. She said that we should accept him by looking at his strengths. As you know, this matter had gone from bad to worse until Mr. Lee decided to "wash my hands off you all". that was why miss Letchmi came and talked to us about it. She spent a whole period talking about this. Don't know if the class would accept him or not now. The class list was sabotaged: Yi Chao's picture was disfigured by water and four others had their faces drawn like monsters and was pronounced dead on the photographs. That was what Miss Letchmi used to begin with. Not a fancy sight though. This is the only important event that happened yesterday and so bye-bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-114327461101770131?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/114327461101770131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=114327461101770131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114327461101770131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114327461101770131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/03/yesterday-miss-letchmi-came-to-our.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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-20879808.post-114320496812070735</id><published>2006-03-24T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T04:56:08.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, the sec 1 NPCC cadets went to visit the K-9 Dog Unit located at Choa Chu Kang. To summarise and go straight to the point of what I want to say and focus on, I shall omit all the boring details. (Sorry, Mr Quek, but this is not much of a summary, I'm afraid.) I just want to concentration of the atmosphere when we went to visit the dogs. It was extremely smelly and stinky for us, but it seemed very normal for the "tourguide". I'm not joking, we can get asthma when you stay near the dog kennels for even a while. We can faint!!!  You can try going there but I suggest that you take a reliable SARS mask along to prevent slipping into unconsciousness. But we get to touch and pat the enormous dogs. There were two of the tame ones "on display". We were quite afraid, but remarkable Chun Qi was the daring one! He got near to a dog and seemed at home patting the dog. Simply marvelous!!! (The rest of us were a little timid!.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-114320496812070735?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/114320496812070735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=114320496812070735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114320496812070735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114320496812070735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/03/yesterday-sec-1-npcc-cadets-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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-20879808.post-114285422051207195</id><published>2006-03-20T03:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T03:30:20.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am back! I've not been posting for quite some time. But Javan is acting as some character in ROCKMAN-EXE, a cartoon show shown on 11.30am on Kids Central. Well, he's been using Numberman and Pro???man lately to comment on blogs, that is no offence, but it is very irritating. The things he wrote in his comment are pretty nonsensical, revolving around the cyber world. But really, we're teenagers and he watches shows on Kids Central??? No offence, Javan, but I just feel it is a bit kiddish. Anyway, congratulations for "getting" the class not to say about you and Orange. (Or is it that the class got bored? Most likely, but the class doesn't seem to be bored with disturbing Guan Yi Chao.) Can anybody answer the question why so many pupils in our class like to bully him. Is it for fun??? I've got a reason why I chose FIRESTAR for my display name. I read a pretty interesting series of books on cats, (mind you, it's fiction) , and thus, I used the main character's name (not in the new series, but in the old one!!!). That's all folks!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-114285422051207195?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/114285422051207195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=114285422051207195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114285422051207195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114285422051207195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-back-ive-not-been-posting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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-20879808.post-114190457857038010</id><published>2006-03-09T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T03:42:58.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall talk about my experience of my first NPCC camp. It was fun but very tiring. We "checked in" into 3M&amp;N classrooms. But first, of course, our squad was split into half. I can't really say check in because if I'm to give a rating to it, I would give -1 star hotel. Then, some  not very interesting activities were done. Everybody looked forward to solo night. But first, the NCOs&amp;CIs talked about ghost stories and got every cadet peeing in their pants. My experience was not very enticing sadly to say, but fortunately too. One cadet could not bear it and gave up. Soon, we went to sleep at 3am. Javan wanted to do homework and he and several others keep shining their torchlights at the ceiling, very irritating indeed. Breakfast was bread+milo+mageraine(spelling error)+cookies. I didn't get cookies and there was nothing to spread the (spelling error) with. Pretty bland. Then we had more training and we went home. I was sick because of this camp but I don't regret it. It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;In the morning in the morning in the morning 5BX run like donkey jump like monkey in the morning 5BX In the afternoon in the afternoon inthe afternoon after lunch mass tin oily rifle rusty CI scold me upside down in the evening in the evening inthe evening extra drills kiri pusing kanan pusing blalangkan* pusing samula in the night time in the night time in the night time cooling time think of mother think of father think of girlfriend buay tahan&lt;br /&gt;Copyright NPCC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-114190457857038010?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/114190457857038010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=114190457857038010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114190457857038010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114190457857038010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-shall-talk-about-my-experience-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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-20879808.post-114164378845472495</id><published>2006-03-06T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T03:16:28.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, everybody has gone to sec1 camp and I'm down with a fever and diarrhoea. Not very comfortable. Starting to do the difficult homeworks. Have trouble with them and most of them are due on 13th of March. Not much time what with being sick and the brain-cracking assignments. Feel drowsy and the washroom  seems to be the place I visit the most. Even now seating down is painful. Wonder what the others are doing at camp now. Having fun, I suppose. Not like me: eat, sleep and go washroom. Life's a bit boring and horrible here. Wish I can get better soon and remain healthy! Being sick is not an enjoyable experience, in fact, it's a miserable one. I want to sleep now, I will end here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-114164378845472495?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/114164378845472495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=114164378845472495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114164378845472495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114164378845472495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/03/well-everybody-has-gone-to-sec1-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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-20879808.post-114104145267594410</id><published>2006-02-27T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T03:57:32.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>About GYC, I just wish to comment on this issue. Regarding the war in the class with GYC, I do not know what Yi Chao had done to irritate Javan, Tian Hao, Brolin and Chun Qi. Maybe loud yawning and loud stamping of feet. But they do not need to retaliate against him. Like what Mr Lee had said, we can control our own selves and thus should practice self-restraint. No matter what the other did, we should not "enforce school rules" by resorting to violence. There are the spaming of blogs, the locking up of GYC in the classroom etc. Quoting Mr Lee,"You should not do to others what you don't want others to do to you", this is a "wakening" reminder to the bullies and GYC. If anybody did anything unbearable to you, control yourself and if needed, tell the teacher. This is a good form of practice which everybody should adopt. I really wish that there would be peace in my class soon and that we would learn to understand and make friends with one another. We should stand as "one united" class and not form cliques of our own and reject other people. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PEACE FOREVER!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-114104145267594410?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/114104145267594410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=114104145267594410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114104145267594410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114104145267594410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/02/about-gyc-i-just-wish-to-comment-on.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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-20879808.post-114086977537539369</id><published>2006-02-25T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T04:16:15.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where are our blogs? I thought that they were all supposed to be links at the class blog. And is Tian Hao really a pervert? Never ever see him in "action" before. Don't wish to though. Now, is the news that I am posting right now. I will be talking about pupils in our class. I talked about Tian Hao just now but I would like to elaborate. About the fa ct that he is a pervert and touches boys in our class' private parts (no offence, Tian Hao, if you want revenge, go to Alvin. I found out from the class' blog). Well, there are news and rumours flying around, like Sze Yuan saying on the day of the trip to the "wen wu guan', he said that Tian Hao grabbed his @ and squeezed it. Very disgusting. Hope that he would stop being a(n)  homosexual soon. In my next blogs, I will be talking on Yi Chao and Chun Qi seperately. I welcome any comments, just as if it is neither rude nor nonsense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-114086977537539369?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/114086977537539369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=114086977537539369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114086977537539369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114086977537539369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/02/where-are-our-blogs-i-thought-that.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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-20879808.post-114026927640114244</id><published>2006-02-18T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T05:27:58.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I know that it is a bit late now to talk about the cross country run. But hey! It's never too late for anything! This is my experience of the run. I was a mass runner. (I know it's not interesting but I must inform you first.) I will just go straight into the beginning of the run, (that saves time). At the "so-called starting point", almost everyone ran as they thought the run had begun. But unfortunately, it's not. They'd wasted their energy. However as soon as the "real" run started, everybody still ran with speed. I was surprised. I was one of the last. I thought that we were jogging on flat land for the whole run but soon there were slopes. The upslopes are covered with soil alone, so it's difficult to climb and not fall. The downslopes are covered with a lot of stones and if one runs down, one is likely to fall. The wholr run is full of that. After a certain amount of time,(very tiring), we reached a folk and I ran towards the sec1 route. Before I went out onto the path by the road, I climbed a very steep slope. At that time, I really thought that I was reaching the finishing line. But to my utmost horror, I saw a whole stretch of road. I ran, dishearted, on the road, thinking that it will not end. At the middle of the road, I almost fainted of thirst and exhaustion. But I managed to finish it. When I went out into the clearing, I was very dizzy and lazy to find my water bottle in my bag as there was a whole lot of bags. Very confusing. What happened next is very unintersting except for the water fight. I got a bit drenched but I think it was fun!(Note: I was not one of the participants of the fight.) Finally, We were realeased and we went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-114026927640114244?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/114026927640114244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=114026927640114244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114026927640114244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/114026927640114244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/02/well-i-know-that-it-is-bit-late-now-to.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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-20879808.post-113983799059290075</id><published>2006-02-13T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T05:39:50.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a very nice literature test.Think I will fail it. I was like Charlie Gordon while doing the lite test. Not very intellectually stimulating. History mock test is quite easy, but hey you never know, life is full of surprises. Chinese class was quite "interesting" in the sense of lessons only, not considered fun. when you get 32 and above you get A1. Most of us reached it and Miss. Bian was quite satisfied. Comprehension is so difficult to do and understand. I almost had no time  doing finish it.(Oh, yes!Lite too!) Must quicken the pace or there would be no time and I shall sing "Man Jiang Hong". Not very nice though.I never should  fully know how to do lite questions.A1 is so difficult to get in lite, it's like impossible!Mr. Krison is ready to whack my head off with a hockey stick when he sees my big F9 on my test paper1 Ihope that he would never do that to me! (Or anyone of us for that matter.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-113983799059290075?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/113983799059290075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=113983799059290075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/113983799059290075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/113983799059290075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/02/had-very-nice-literature-test.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20879808.post-113948735109154843</id><published>2006-02-09T03:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T04:15:51.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well everybody is using singlish so im using it too. what a boring day today. nothing exciting happened. first we wrote a letter(or is it compo?) in chinese lesson.then we had a pretty normal recess. then maths. very difficult. brain almost pop out. don't know how to cope with the upcoming test. will get a f9 out of it. next literature lesson. every group presented except mine as Seng Peing brought the wrong disc and Ugene did not come. i thought that we would get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SAATO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with a hockey stick. or more realistically have shoes on our heads. not very nice.next music lesson. i did not have much fun as i did the last few weeks and am disappointed.Marcus pulled &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a charlie gordon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; as Brolin pulled his chair. not funny at all though. next physics. more maths calculations. oh, so&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; interesting. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last of all home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no KPOs allowed, clear?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-113948735109154843?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/113948735109154843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=113948735109154843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/113948735109154843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/113948735109154843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/02/well-everybody-is-using-singlish-so-im.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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-20879808.post-113940549988865196</id><published>2006-02-08T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T05:31:42.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was quite a good day for sec1m, but we were "disturbed" by things happening at literature class next door at sec1l.(Maybe it is only me that is worried but never mind anyway!) It was extremely surprising to see some students from 1l holding their shoes above their heads. (Including the class chairman!)I thought that they were insane. But when I went out of the classroom and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PEEP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ed in at 1l, I saw Mr. Krison in the class with ALL the pupils in 1l standing with their shoes over thir heads. I wonder what they did (or didn't) that Mr. Krison dished out such a punishment. I hope that my class would not do anything to anger him tomorrow or we would be the ones getting this punishment. I certainly don't want Mr. Krison to be REALLY ferocious! I don't think I would anticipate literature class tomorrow but it would be a change if he is in a good mood. I like the periods where we did literature in a fun and interesting way, so I hope that it would remain in this atmosphere for the rest of the year! (Not just tomorrow!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-113940549988865196?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/113940549988865196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=113940549988865196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/113940549988865196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/113940549988865196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-was-quite-good-day-for-sec1m-but.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20879808.post-113879966748578762</id><published>2006-02-01T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T05:14:27.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;About myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm a happy-go-lucky person.I do not flare up easily.But that doesn't mean that I'd never lost my temper.My average 'bad-weathered-days' is once every two months.(Major ones that is.)I can get along well with anybody good as long as he or she doesn't irritate me ,that is.I can crack jokes,but only twice a day.After all,I'm not a wisecracker or a clown.I don't really like sports.You might think that I'm absurd not to like sports.In fact,I enjoy playing sports though I'm not a sporty person.You might think that it is impossible to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;enjoy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sports when one doesn't like them.But it is possible,trust me.After all,I'm an example.Now,you know a little bit about me and I think it is adequate.To end this,I hope that you would have a better week ahead than the last!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-113879966748578762?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/113879966748578762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=113879966748578762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/113879966748578762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/113879966748578762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/02/about-myselfim-happy-go-lucky-person.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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-20879808.post-113767695904485353</id><published>2006-01-19T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T05:22:39.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;About Myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I like to play almost every&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;type of chess.I seldom play computer games and sports.I like to read storybooks and watch television shows in my free time.I hate ''know-alls'',especially those who are arrogant.I like people who are friendly,not selfish,not boastful and most importantly honest.I must say that I'm quite 'OK' myself.(I'm not boasting.)I don't have X-Box,gameboy or even handphones but I'm satisfied with what I have.You may think I'm mad but itsn't it better to cherish what you have?Think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.S.Please don't bother about any errors,thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20879808-113767695904485353?l=squirrelpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/113767695904485353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20879808&amp;postID=113767695904485353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/113767695904485353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20879808/posts/default/113767695904485353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squirrelpaw.blogspot.com/2006/01/about-myselfi-like-to-play-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>firestar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00324881173025103878</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>
