<?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-30823222</id><updated>2011-10-07T08:41:13.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and life goes on</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>J lee</name><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>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30823222.post-3245994311184444636</id><published>2010-12-31T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T07:41:38.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The year in a post.</title><content type='html'>I would honestly be inclined to say that it was a year that dragged on and on, but it felt as if barely a month has passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost as if the last thing I remember was finished A levels, and nothing much has happened after that. I guess that's not true at all too. I have lots of significant memories for this year. All the outings with my friends, all the fun. A lot of these memories occur before enlistment though, like band chalet, results, teaching etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh yes, teaching. I can't remember what I thought teaching would be like at first, I think I was excited but nervous as time approached to teach my first class, I'll never forget that first class with SC9, they were so forgiving despite how I stuttered. SC7 was a joy to teach too, they were always so eager to learn, always asking questions, and unlike most students they would listen to explainations. Sure they got distracted from time to time, but what the hell, it was a lot less than me heh. SB5 was an exciting class to teach heh, they were quite a smart class I must say, maybe it's because their physics helped them slightly, but all in all I'll give it to them, they're smart. Their common sense during practical lessons however hahaha... yeah lab fire=/= good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enlistment has been like very fast for me, everything has passed by so quickly, sure there were some significant memories here and there, but even then some how it seems time has pass very fast, maybe it's just a retrospect thing heh, I doubt I would have said that 4 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all I'm not too sure about 2010, but I had my fun this year.&lt;br /&gt;I hope 2011 is a very good year (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-3245994311184444636?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/3245994311184444636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=3245994311184444636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/3245994311184444636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/3245994311184444636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2010/12/year-in-post.html' title='The year in a post.'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-5054722041821323221</id><published>2010-10-17T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T03:15:11.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spectating</title><content type='html'>(I started this post when I was still teaching, but didn't get around to completing till now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 years in the chaos, it's refreshing to step outside and take a look, as a mere spectator to the events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see all the politics among teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;To see the friendships, to see the hate, to see the different points of view.&lt;br /&gt;To see that many arguments between 2 people, 2 cliques are so often not an issue of black and white, but misunderstandings, intolerance, short temperedness.&lt;br /&gt;While you already understand why people take certain actions, you just begin to see why such actions are so illogical.&lt;br /&gt;While you already understand the inexplicable urge to tell everyone how you feel, rant &amp;amp; bitch in FB, tumblr or a blog, you begin to see why such actions are extremely ill-advised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's different looking from a calm, neutral start perspective and observing the life of JC kids. All the politics, all the stress, and the emotions going here and there. You understand more things, you recognise the situations that have seemed to repeat itself from your batch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a spectator's comments&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-5054722041821323221?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/5054722041821323221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=5054722041821323221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/5054722041821323221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/5054722041821323221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2010/10/spectating.html' title='Spectating'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-1390438278298240417</id><published>2010-07-30T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T08:51:32.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>"Why am I here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question sounds so cliche, but it really bugs me sometimes. What is the purpose of this situation? What is the purpose of what I'm supposed to do? Is it really eventually to contribute to a greater purpose? Or is it in hope of contribution to a greater purpose that we never be called to? Will all that we are going through even make a difference to a single person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when you don't go where you want to, you just can't see the reasons. You can't see how you can help, perhaps because you never envisioned yourself in that situation. You can't see the purpose, and you can't think of why you need to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, I guess we need to realise that we don't find situations to fit the purpose we wish to serve. Sometimes in order to actually make a difference, we need to find the purpose to serve in the situations we are given, instead of complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually we are blinded by the prestige of what we consider "better" ways to help people, and claim that we want to help others, when all we want is glory. Sometimes, the greatest help is done by those unseen, and honestly, the best people are those who don't need the world to know and see that they are helping. They just do it because it is their purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why am I here?"&lt;br /&gt;Because I can, and will help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-1390438278298240417?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/1390438278298240417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=1390438278298240417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/1390438278298240417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/1390438278298240417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2010/07/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-7739177358195718906</id><published>2010-04-21T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T08:09:59.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>How time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things have been done in that time, so many experiences gained.&lt;br /&gt;So much understanding gained of others, the view from the other side of the fence.&lt;br /&gt;So many sad things, so many happy things.&lt;br /&gt;New friendships made, some old friendships dissolved, some old friendships still held on to.&lt;br /&gt;So many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here i am. The beginning of a new area, well, two new areas.&lt;br /&gt;I pray all goes well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-7739177358195718906?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/7739177358195718906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=7739177358195718906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/7739177358195718906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/7739177358195718906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2010/04/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-4999655063811695414</id><published>2010-01-13T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T07:00:58.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recently</title><content type='html'>Okok enough emo posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I may not have a job (yet) but I've been having a lot of fun with all the outings recently haha, section outing, doing band stuff, bandf outing, and when the outings stop, there still will be the need to get fit  hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-4999655063811695414?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/4999655063811695414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=4999655063811695414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/4999655063811695414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/4999655063811695414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2010/01/recently.html' title='Recently'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-803402315366943006</id><published>2010-01-03T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T08:54:55.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>meh</title><content type='html'>I'm curious who reads my blog, if you do, just drop a comment on this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-803402315366943006?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/803402315366943006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=803402315366943006' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/803402315366943006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/803402315366943006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2010/01/meh.html' title='meh'/><author><name>J lee</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30823222.post-5753554004000188225</id><published>2009-12-30T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T10:42:46.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>It's been quite a year. I remember thinking at the start of the year, that the year would seem like forever. I'm tempted to say it's actually passed quite fast, but it hasn't. It's been a long time, and I've tried to cherish all the moments with my friends, but it still hasn't been enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really been one hell of a year. So many things have happened, so many people I've met. Stressed to the point of almost giving up trying cope with cca and studying, and do nothing. SYF, Contemporary physics, class outings, prelims. Studying with my section mates. Going to visit my juniors on the saturdays before my prelims and A levels start. There are way too many things here to state. So to my family and friends, thank you for making my year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the all important new year's resolutions&lt;br /&gt;1. I will lose 10 kg before the end of Jan. (quit laughing. NOW.)&lt;br /&gt;2. I will use less vulgarities&lt;br /&gt;3. DO SOMETHING USEFUL. Goodness, really don't want to just sit here and rot. I should have taken the job :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how now brown cow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-5753554004000188225?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/5753554004000188225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=5753554004000188225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/5753554004000188225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/5753554004000188225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-5875369586978389860</id><published>2009-12-21T01:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T01:36:55.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Band fest</title><content type='html'>Honestly, at first I really didn't want to go for it. I really seemed like a waste of time. But I am so happy that I went for band fest, it was a great experience that I would have regretted missing. Many new friends made, many memories to keep : D&lt;br /&gt;(and a slight improvement to my chinese haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-5875369586978389860?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/5875369586978389860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=5875369586978389860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/5875369586978389860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/5875369586978389860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/12/band-fest.html' title='Band fest'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-1345847349338282430</id><published>2009-12-17T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T13:50:08.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Band</title><content type='html'>Thanks to band, I caught myself thinking in chinese several times today. hahhahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-1345847349338282430?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/1345847349338282430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=1345847349338282430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/1345847349338282430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/1345847349338282430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/12/band.html' title='Band'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-4094505957610596649</id><published>2009-12-13T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T12:29:40.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying up</title><content type='html'>There's something strangely theraputic about staying up the whole night once in a while, just stoning, relaxing, and even doing a being of reflection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-4094505957610596649?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/4094505957610596649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=4094505957610596649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/4094505957610596649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/4094505957610596649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/12/staying-up.html' title='Staying up'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-4749498671843243576</id><published>2009-12-09T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T04:31:11.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The aftermath</title><content type='html'>Prom last night was great, seeing everyone all dressed up and glam, all the funny stuff happening. I went home, then went off again in the early morning to see &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;anil&lt;/span&gt; off with the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know that's weird, but bear with me as I tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partially I wanted to see my Juniors practicing.&lt;br /&gt;Partially I wanted to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reminiscence&lt;/span&gt; about the last 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set my bag with my juniors, and I began to walk about the school, taking my camera with me, taking pictures here and there. All the memories began to flood back, how I had first met people, how we had interacted, how we had fun. As I looked down the now-empty hallways and classrooms, an emptiness filled me as I finally realised that it was all over. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt; was over. There were so many good memories of my section, my class, my friends. Part of me just wanted time to rewind, but part of me knew that life has to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and life goes on.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Whether&lt;/span&gt; we like it or not. So we might as well embrace that fact. We must move on, and look at the good things ahead of us. Nothing is gained by feeling wistful about the past. But that is not to say we forget the past, rather we should hold it dear as a part of us, but we should not go chasing after it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thanks to everyone who has made my JC life so enjoyable. I really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and life goes on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-4749498671843243576?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/4749498671843243576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=4749498671843243576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/4749498671843243576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/4749498671843243576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/12/aftermath.html' title='The aftermath'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-2872197531288603815</id><published>2009-12-02T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T07:55:02.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oops i accidentally all over the blog.</title><content type='html'>yesyes. there was a post here. then i accidentally deleted it. sorry! &gt;&lt; to lazy to remember what the post said anyway/ or to rewrite it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-2872197531288603815?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/2872197531288603815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=2872197531288603815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/2872197531288603815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/2872197531288603815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/12/oops-i-accidentally-all-over-blog.html' title='oops i accidentally all over the blog.'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-1066765359165072279</id><published>2009-11-22T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T05:01:28.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Siblings</title><content type='html'>I remember when I was younger, I would tell my sister that "I wish I was an only child!" whenever we'd argue. We fought quite often and didn't really get along that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we grew older, and we matured. We no long fought as much, and we talked more, but I didn't really think much of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, she went overseas. I never realised how much my sister has done for me until now. Now I have no one to tell all my trouble to when I'm down, no one to share lame jokes with, no one just to brighten up my day. I even still have and use the birthday present she got me when I was 15, she knew me well enough that it has kept me entertained for years and still entertains me haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being an only child sucks, let me tell you that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry back jie!! We have soooo much to catch up on : D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-1066765359165072279?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/1066765359165072279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=1066765359165072279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/1066765359165072279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/1066765359165072279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/11/siblings.html' title='Siblings'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-8348706208447867682</id><published>2009-11-22T02:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T02:31:11.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>studying</title><content type='html'>I don't want to study. The more I study, the more mistake I realise I made. I really don't have any more momentum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-8348706208447867682?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/8348706208447867682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=8348706208447867682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/8348706208447867682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/8348706208447867682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/11/studying.html' title='studying'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-2568153139447152287</id><published>2009-11-17T02:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T02:40:40.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Econs</title><content type='html'>Econs oh econs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been treating you very nice for the last two years leh. I'd spend lots of time with you, and try to get to know you better. But everytime, you just push me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just this once be nice to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treat you chocolate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-2568153139447152287?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/2568153139447152287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=2568153139447152287' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/2568153139447152287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/2568153139447152287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/11/econs.html' title='Econs'/><author><name>J lee</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30823222.post-6500432595299422894</id><published>2009-11-08T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T22:33:42.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>I'm stressed. I have gotten like 20++ math questions wrong in the past 24 hours. I've only done 20++ questions in the past 24 hours. All seems lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then someone read this to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord watches over you"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-6500432595299422894?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/6500432595299422894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=6500432595299422894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/6500432595299422894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/6500432595299422894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/11/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-8036935682401509350</id><published>2009-11-02T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T05:52:22.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Examinations</title><content type='html'>All the best people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key thing is that we have no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our best is our best.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can give no more than that.&lt;br /&gt;and we should give nothing less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you on the other side of the exams =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-8036935682401509350?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/8036935682401509350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=8036935682401509350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/8036935682401509350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/8036935682401509350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/11/examinations.html' title='Examinations'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-2871020072400020729</id><published>2009-10-25T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T06:19:47.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The more I think about it.</title><content type='html'>The more I think about it, the more I wonder why I still try. What hope is there. "Try, keep trying and one day you'll succeed"- a very common saying, but is it always true? How can we keep trying if there is no way to succeed? Success does come by, but first and foremost &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;success must be&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;possible&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; if we even are to hope. To hope for the impossible is to hope in futility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I think about it, the more I'll realise it's impossible. The very way I act, the very way I respond, the very way I am makes it impossible. What more I have a whole string of records of failures to back up this belief. A string of failures and zero successes. And let me tell you, these aren't just some bunch of small failures. These are EPIC failures. Failures that anyone else would find stupid or funny (maybe both).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I think about it, all the past failures, all the things that I shouldn't have done, the more I wonder what is there to gain from all these failures. It is true that one should learn from one's failures, but in this case the failures only tell me what not to do. They inform me on nothing as to the action that I should take. Thus it is impossible to learn how to succeed, and that is problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I think about it, the more hypocritical I feel. I laugh out loud at other people's failures in this same area as me and my friends gossip about them, we talk about how ridulous these people are. But later when in the quiteness of my mind, I reflect upon it, and I realise that I'm was and am no better. In fact I'm worse. I'm just better a hiding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I kept trying and trying and trying.&lt;br /&gt;and I kept failing and failing and failing&lt;br /&gt;So I stop trying and I stopped failing.&lt;br /&gt;I stopped for over 2 and a half years&lt;br /&gt;But then there was nothing&lt;br /&gt;So I tried again this time, and I'm still failing.&lt;br /&gt;I guess either way, I'll never learn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The more I think about it, the crappier I feel. I'll be completely honest here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no way I'll succeed. Never. Zero chance. Absolutely impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I'm probably not talking about what you think I'm talking about. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;post-post script: good luck for exams people!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-2871020072400020729?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/2871020072400020729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=2871020072400020729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/2871020072400020729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/2871020072400020729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-i-think-about-it.html' title='The more I think about it.'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-8270275712604191511</id><published>2009-10-23T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T22:34:25.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Examinations!</title><content type='html'>As Jia Sheng and Le min say (on their blog) it's the last lap. All this effort, all we've done in the last 2 years will be tested in the next few weeks. So just give it your all, it's just a few more days, and it'll all be over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-8270275712604191511?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/8270275712604191511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=8270275712604191511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/8270275712604191511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/8270275712604191511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/10/examinations.html' title='Examinations!'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-3654528525294022475</id><published>2009-10-17T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T08:21:24.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrating</title><content type='html'>edit: problem solved :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-3654528525294022475?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/3654528525294022475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=3654528525294022475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/3654528525294022475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/3654528525294022475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/10/frustrating.html' title='Frustrating'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-1957337083818293440</id><published>2009-10-14T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T07:38:52.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing ACS forever more</title><content type='html'>I still remember my first day of school in Primary 1&lt;br /&gt;Bright eyed and full of hope, happy to be entering school for the first time. Enthusiastic about learning, happy to don a uniform, to join the ACS family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember my first day of secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;We were all lost and clueless, and yet excited to be in a new school. Making new friends, getting to know new people, being more mischievious. Joining a new cca, the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember my first day of JC&lt;br /&gt;I was finally in a Co-ed school haha. Very nervous, yet very excited to be there, with my new meeting funny, interesting peole. My section, my cca mates, my class, my orientation group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now here I am, at the end of my 12 years in ACS. I will miss school, as ironic as it sounds. I'll treasure all the friends I've made all there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as tomorrow comes and goes, I will still remember my ACS days for a long, long time to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-1957337083818293440?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/1957337083818293440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=1957337083818293440' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/1957337083818293440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/1957337083818293440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/10/sing-acs-forever-more.html' title='Sing ACS forever more'/><author><name>J lee</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30823222.post-4059225431966250299</id><published>2009-10-04T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T03:50:15.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendster.</title><content type='html'>Friendster...&lt;br /&gt;It's not used by many people anymore, all shifted to facebook&lt;br /&gt;but I still like to look at people's profile there, it's as if the profiles are all stuck in time, around the end of sec 4, start of J1. It's as if everyone stopped updating friendster, and I kinda like it that way, you can see all the ancient stuff lying around, remember what those times were like. It's all kinda nostalgic if you ask me, and I'm just kinda stuck the past for so long now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go take a look&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-4059225431966250299?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/4059225431966250299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=4059225431966250299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/4059225431966250299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/4059225431966250299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/10/friendster.html' title='Friendster.'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-8061919251947171586</id><published>2009-09-20T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T05:02:24.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogs</title><content type='html'>MUAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many people i know would even guess i'm reading their blogs...&lt;br /&gt;especially the ones that don't know about my blog : D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-8061919251947171586?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/8061919251947171586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=8061919251947171586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/8061919251947171586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/8061919251947171586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/09/blogs.html' title='Blogs'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-8484118799438519295</id><published>2009-09-16T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T08:25:45.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freak.</title><content type='html'>So freaking close, yet so freaking far.&lt;br /&gt;Now's not the time anyway i guess haha, studying should = 1st priority (should)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelim results in 36 (about) hours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-8484118799438519295?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/8484118799438519295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=8484118799438519295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/8484118799438519295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/8484118799438519295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/09/freak.html' title='Freak.'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-3478869776168785324</id><published>2009-09-11T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T18:37:46.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class outing</title><content type='html'>haha i guess it was kinda nice for one day, just to sit around with friends, play, talk, and just forget about A levels in general. It was a good day, and I think everyone enjoyed themselves, no worries, no stress just fun. Hope that we can do this all  over again after the A levels (:&lt;br /&gt;(and we'll drag everyone along this time)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-3478869776168785324?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/3478869776168785324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=3478869776168785324' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/3478869776168785324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/3478869776168785324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/09/class-outing.html' title='Class outing'/><author><name>J lee</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30823222.post-3539079014325180008</id><published>2009-09-07T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T07:40:15.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays</title><content type='html'>Ahh yes, a time to kick back, relax, and de-stress...&lt;br /&gt;for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Holidays people!! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-3539079014325180008?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/3539079014325180008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=3539079014325180008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/3539079014325180008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/3539079014325180008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/09/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-8737956194642504245</id><published>2009-09-06T08:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T06:18:28.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>I should write a book on "how to fail at life".&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be abnormally good at that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-8737956194642504245?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/8737956194642504245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=8737956194642504245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/8737956194642504245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/8737956194642504245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/09/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-6981964938692084279</id><published>2009-07-28T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T08:17:58.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The past.</title><content type='html'>I found this on someone's blog, I won't say who&lt;br /&gt;But it means so much; it's just so true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an email that was posted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone is in your life for a REASON,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is usually to meet a need you have expressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They have come to assist you through a difficulty, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to provide you with guidance and support,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They may seem like a godsend and they are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are there for the reason you need them to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has&lt;br /&gt;come to share, grow or learn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They may teach you something you have never done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it, it is real. But only for a season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your job is to accept the lesson,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.&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;div align="center"&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;div align="center"&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;Thank you for being a part of my life,&lt;br /&gt;whether you were a reason, a season or a lifetime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-6981964938692084279?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/6981964938692084279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=6981964938692084279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/6981964938692084279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/6981964938692084279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/07/past.html' title='The past.'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-2721751877789839814</id><published>2009-07-21T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T05:21:02.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>You know, it's just one of those days when things didn't go right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whether it was undone homework, getting scolded, dumb unluckiness or just feeling down.&lt;br /&gt;Even if life throws a second unexpected punch when you think it was over, from histroy that should have long been gone, we must pick ourselves up dust ourselves off and never let things get in our way.&lt;br /&gt;All in all I can't say that I've had a good day, but I've definitely had worse days.&lt;br /&gt;You know, today isn't looking so bad anymore, in fact, I would call it an average day; heck maybe even a good day :)&lt;br /&gt;And with that I'll leave all of you with one last thought to ponder about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Hanlon's Razor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-2721751877789839814?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/2721751877789839814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=2721751877789839814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/2721751877789839814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/2721751877789839814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/07/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-3946842580983088349</id><published>2009-07-15T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T07:07:16.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yay for blog</title><content type='html'>i know you all will be like "aren't you not supposed to be on the com?"&lt;br /&gt;well yeah haha but i decided that banning my self wasn't the way to go, i was getting diminishing returns &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll be using the com in moderation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, exams; studying; and more studying. yay.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I would love to say a certain something here regarding school life and get the perfect outcome, but we all know life doesn't happen that way, so i'll have to refrain from posting that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last few months in the "offical" school system. Kinda makes one feel nostalgic, even if you hated school all these years. doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Jia Sheng: Quit reading this and go mug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-3946842580983088349?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/3946842580983088349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=3946842580983088349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/3946842580983088349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/3946842580983088349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/07/yay-for-blog.html' title='yay for blog'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-7763353443853114583</id><published>2009-05-14T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T05:58:16.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The past</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isn't it ironic that the more you try to forget something, the more you remember it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I don't know why I still remember you, 3 years on. I've done as much as I can to forget you, removed virtually every trace of you. I don't know why I used to feel better when I talked to you. I don't know why you made such an impact on my life, despite how short a time we talked and knew each other. I don't know if you still remember me at all in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I know exactly why you didn't want to talk anymore and I'm sorry what I've done, not that sorry ever made anything better. I know that I still appreciate all the times you helped me through, despite the bad terms on which we last departed. I know that forgetting nor remembering will change the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we were only friends, but yet somehow, you made an impression my life. I don't know why. All I know is that you were a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know that you'll probably never read this (or anyone else haha), but i guess I'm just looking for some closure, and talking to you is not really an option I guess, so I'll have to settle for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe now, I can forget&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&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/30823222-7763353443853114583?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/7763353443853114583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=7763353443853114583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/7763353443853114583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/7763353443853114583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/05/past.html' title='The past'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-2964009784040344757</id><published>2009-01-17T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T07:11:02.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging</title><content type='html'>I've decided to give up blogging anything personal, i mean i can't really say anything too personal, cause this is public and i'll end up insulting someone and stuff like that, so i'm stopping blogging in the normal sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, i'll just be writing about my com gaming experiences, and other stuff, so... yups this blog isn't dead, it's just changing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-2964009784040344757?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/2964009784040344757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=2964009784040344757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/2964009784040344757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/2964009784040344757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/01/blogging.html' title='blogging'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-7944418950345937009</id><published>2009-01-08T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T14:52:39.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>I know it's like a week late, but here's the new year post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 was.... a good year overall i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started off simply FANTASTIC. I remember my orientation group, meeting new people, and the fun times we had together, the great introduction into JC life. I remember the class during PAE, when school hadn't really started and we were still having fun. The band, the section, and the friends I've made from there. PAE was simply the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE eventually came, some good friends left the school, some new friends joined. A lot changed, the orientation group was no more, a significant portion of the class changed, and some people from my section had to leave to my school. It took me sometime to adjust to the changes, but it was not really the same. School work had also gone into full gear, and school had finally started properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not everything was bad, I made new friends, had two great concerts with the band, had many great events with my class and band, especially the europe trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think 2008 was a great( yes i have a small vocabulary) year.&lt;br /&gt;However 2005 was still the best :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 2009 is here, so if SYF and A levels. I'm not particularly looking forward to this year, but that doesn't mean it not gonna be 2008 again. So, I'm going to try and make the most of my year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also happens to be my last year studying in ACS, the only school I've studied in so far. It's been 12 years, and I must say I've enjoyed being an ACS boy.&lt;br /&gt;Next year I may not be in ACS anymore, but I'll still be an ACS boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sing ACS forever more, our ACS forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-7944418950345937009?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/7944418950345937009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=7944418950345937009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/7944418950345937009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/7944418950345937009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2009/01/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-477741527011142141</id><published>2008-12-16T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T02:49:06.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break</title><content type='html'>So it's like my first break real during the hols, and luckily enough my com graphic card FINALLY got fixed, so i've spent like a couple of days bumming at home lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know, this blog is uninteresting. so go read some other blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-477741527011142141?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/477741527011142141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=477741527011142141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/477741527011142141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/477741527011142141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2008/12/break.html' title='Break'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-8035774903068352458</id><published>2008-12-13T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:07:31.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>So, Christmas is nearing, along with the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how i've used the year&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I've done nothing with the year, done nothing useful, I feel like I've wasted the year.&lt;br /&gt;That I haven't doing anything out of the daily routine, or out of my own initiative.&lt;br /&gt;That I spent the majority of the year just reminiscing about January instead of siezing the day.&lt;br /&gt;I feel... I don't know....&lt;br /&gt;I wasted another year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;guess that makes 17 in a row&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a separate note of how the year's been (not how I've used it)&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was ok, back in Jan was actually great, but things changed since then and everything's been..... ok i guess&lt;br /&gt;Swiss trip was fun, but other than Jan and the swiss trip i guess there was nothing much to really shout about&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-8035774903068352458?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/8035774903068352458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=8035774903068352458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/8035774903068352458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/8035774903068352458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-6867864007514849934</id><published>2008-11-11T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T05:14:41.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no sleep</title><content type='html'>Had class chalet yesterday, it was quite nice just to sit and play games/ just talk with my class mates for hours, get to know them more sort of thing heh.&lt;br /&gt;For course, not sleeping before CCA can have bad consequences XD&lt;br /&gt;I rushed to school for band (and still managed to be slightly late heh) and was like superstoned for the rest of the day, i think like my brain was on autopilot, i wasn't really thinking about like what i was doing or what i was saying sometimes, then like if someone called me it took like a few seconds to register lol, and i was like just blur (or more blur than usual) for the rest of the day, my reaction to most people giving instructions/telling me things was "huhhh? i don't get it..."&lt;br /&gt;Lack of sleep has funny consequences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-6867864007514849934?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/6867864007514849934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=6867864007514849934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/6867864007514849934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/6867864007514849934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-sleep.html' title='no sleep'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-4764892336026090594</id><published>2008-11-05T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T05:37:40.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PW</title><content type='html'>OP IS OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;PW IS OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, ok so i still have to hand up I&amp;amp;R but i got like 30 words left so it doesn't count.&lt;br /&gt;Lol you won't believe how glad i am that op is over! I don't like having to present&lt;br /&gt;Went out with some classmates to watch the lastest James Bond movie (quantum of solace or sth like that) It's like so confusing and unlike the previous James Bond movies, and you need to watch casino royal to understand it so i was like lost the whole show lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-4764892336026090594?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/4764892336026090594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=4764892336026090594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/4764892336026090594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/4764892336026090594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2008/11/pw.html' title='PW'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-175715279958909825</id><published>2008-11-01T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T04:43:47.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>My com is finally fixed! It broke down about a week ago due to dunno what lah, stayed broken for 5 days&lt;br /&gt;OP IS COMING UP!!! Argh.... i don't like op at all, i keep stumbling cause i keep forgetting what to say. Hope i'll be less neverous on the exam day itself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;30 months later, and i finally got around to doing what i should have done years ago&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-175715279958909825?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/175715279958909825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=175715279958909825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/175715279958909825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/175715279958909825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-8554230300132900124</id><published>2008-10-20T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T08:08:29.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>My life right now consists of 4 things&lt;br /&gt;1. God&lt;br /&gt;2. Band/PW(OP)&lt;br /&gt;3. My computer&lt;br /&gt;(In that order)&lt;br /&gt;Yes.... really no life right now heh. Not until i can stop thinking about OP anyways&lt;br /&gt;This whole week, i'm just going to school for PW, and it's just going to be like endless OP practices O.o I'm gonna go mad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-8554230300132900124?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/8554230300132900124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=8554230300132900124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/8554230300132900124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/8554230300132900124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2008/10/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-5076073495163096515</id><published>2008-10-17T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T07:05:19.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>I just played 6 hours of com on a school day. I feel dazed lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-5076073495163096515?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/5076073495163096515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=5076073495163096515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/5076073495163096515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/5076073495163096515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-8198886757769685369</id><published>2008-10-15T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T05:38:59.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Addict</title><content type='html'>If you're wondering why i didn't reply you for like 3 straight hours tonight, it's cause my computer addiction has kicked in again. It's kinda like a seasonal thing, everytime after exams, i will start playing com like mad.... Then when school starts, i will try (VERY HARD) to stop playing. You have no idea how much someone can play com, once in sec 2, i think a spent a WHOLE DAY of the november holidays at the com (for which my parents started limiting my com usage)  So if i don't reply you during the hols.... You can guess what happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i was trying out a new game(but it came out a while ago) called Galactic Civilizations 2. I was like playing and playing and suddenly i looked at the time, 3 HOURS had passed. So now, after wasting somemore time blogging, i now have to do my PW slides, Figure out how to do Insight &amp;amp; Reflections for PW, and remember what i've forgotten to do.&lt;br /&gt;GG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-8198886757769685369?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/8198886757769685369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=8198886757769685369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/8198886757769685369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/8198886757769685369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2008/10/addict.html' title='Addict'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-6382928434896712398</id><published>2008-10-14T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T08:24:51.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Promos</title><content type='html'>ac games last thurs and fri was fun!&lt;br /&gt;Heh, just sitting around talking and playing my classmates was like quite a nice way to spend the few days afer promos.&lt;br /&gt;Then, pw smacked me right in the face. I FORGOT ABOUT IT! So i rushed to complete my part of a slide show in two days, which i ended up stuttering in during the presentation, cause i couldn't use the script i wrote out. urgh..... Then after the whole day, i just went to sleep in the afternoon and slept for 12 straight hours.... wth.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the reflection part of pw which i still have to START.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this will be quite a hectic period of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-6382928434896712398?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/6382928434896712398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=6382928434896712398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/6382928434896712398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/6382928434896712398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2008/10/post-promos.html' title='Post Promos'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-6911800289689209529</id><published>2008-10-06T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:38:32.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of promos</title><content type='html'>Promos have ended!&lt;br /&gt;No more mugging!&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about the J1 year almost being over, it passed way too fast. I mean like it feels like a short while ago i was still having fun with my og, just meeting sa1, having section dinner with the seniors for the first time. Then all of a sudden, the promos are over, and soon we'll all be J2s. Fast isn't it? Before you know it, we'll be standing outside the school gates, with our A level certs in our hand, wondering where all that time went. It seems like no matter how much you want to hold on, time waits for no man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a less emo topic, here's weird conversation i had with Galen last mon during assemble about F1 lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galen: You know the race lasted about 2-3 hours right? Did you watch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nope not really... If it's 2-3 hours what do they do if they need to go toilet? Do they like don't drink before hand or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galen: No lah, of course not they'll get too dehydrated since they sweat alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Then how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galen: Diapers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa lol can imagine like some race car driver needing to wear diapers 0.o&lt;br /&gt;lol wth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-6911800289689209529?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/6911800289689209529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=6911800289689209529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/6911800289689209529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/6911800289689209529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2008/10/promos.html' title='End of promos'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-5933370635642349192</id><published>2008-09-26T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T19:41:55.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was SUPER bad.....&lt;br /&gt;The paper 1 for gp was ok there was like just only one question i could do so it was like a blessing heh&lt;br /&gt;Paper 2 was just hard, a whole compre on superheroes&lt;br /&gt;AND CHEM.... I like opened the first page of the exam paper, then like looked at the MCQ and sat there stunned for a bit. SO HARD. I think there was at least like 3 times during the exam i wanted to just give up.&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, for the rest of the exams i only have like one paper a day&lt;br /&gt;Very worried about promos.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to church last night, it was just so refreshing. We learnt about why God doesn't always seem to answer prayers. It's not that he doesn't answer, sometimes he says 'no' as its what's best to happen, even though it may be very hard to accept sometimes. It was nice also to just sit there later, joking around with the church people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells 11 DAYS LEFT :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Hilary! (and tim sends his well-wishes) :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-5933370635642349192?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/5933370635642349192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=5933370635642349192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/5933370635642349192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/5933370635642349192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day.html' title='First day'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-2407871685948482461</id><published>2008-09-24T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T08:18:07.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that stress me</title><content type='html'>Lots of things stressing me right now, just so many.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly there's the chem exams questions i'm trying to do (without notes) but cannot, meaing i'm quite dead for promos.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly my family's dog (almost) NEVER STOPS BARKING. That pet really could do with a mute button.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, PROMOS ARE IN A DAY'S TIME&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly, i haven't studied properly for anything but GP and Chem. So i'm gonna be mugging really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well basically, almost everything that's stressing me out are promo-related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dug up a bit of the past today. Bittersweet memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-2407871685948482461?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/2407871685948482461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=2407871685948482461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/2407871685948482461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/2407871685948482461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-that-stress-me.html' title='Things that stress me'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-1765297580910996986</id><published>2008-09-19T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:33:36.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying</title><content type='html'>I don't know whether it's the stress or it's just me,  but i get like pissed off really easily during exam periods, so if i've been a bit short tempered, sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i slept on my neck last night, and now it hurts like crazy and if can't twist my neck left or look down lol. So i have twist my whole body just to look at something heh, so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking off the things in the past, just wondering, wishing, hoping i could just change some of the things i've already done. But i guess that's impossible. I have to let go of what has already happened, and pay attention to the present and the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol so emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better get back to mugging&lt;br /&gt;PROMOS IN 6 DAYS.....crap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-1765297580910996986?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/1765297580910996986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=1765297580910996986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/1765297580910996986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/1765297580910996986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2008/09/studying.html' title='Studying'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-138211939605475136</id><published>2008-09-17T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T05:51:37.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>Oh crap, i've been wasting so much time lately. I slept at like 9 yesterday cause i was VERY tired, and i wanted to wake up at 3 am to mug. But when my alarm sounded i just turned it off and continued sleeping-_-"&lt;br /&gt;So i'm now one day behind time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse, i'm completely blur about chem, i have no idea how to write an essay (for econs AND gp) and i haven't practised phys or maths....&lt;br /&gt;I'm like completely dead for promos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated today, i went through chem having no idea what the teacher was talking about, the rest of the day was really slow, and even after sleeping like 9 hours i still felt sleepy... I managed to get some studying in today, just a bit, the last few chapters of chem. Takes me like super long to figure out just ONE chapter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week and a day left....&lt;br /&gt;Well, i need to get back to mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Melvin, you have better undo it, you know what i'm talking about. Otherwise....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-138211939605475136?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/138211939605475136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=138211939605475136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/138211939605475136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/138211939605475136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2008/09/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-7693933810388924472</id><published>2008-09-14T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T06:04:17.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PW</title><content type='html'>Well, now that PW is out of the way (for now)&lt;br /&gt;I can go start and mug, with just 11 days left to the promos i am so screwed...&lt;br /&gt;I've only done like reading of my notes for 2 subject.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-7693933810388924472?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/7693933810388924472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=7693933810388924472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/7693933810388924472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/7693933810388924472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2008/09/pw.html' title='PW'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-8718319719463335825</id><published>2008-09-12T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T08:19:14.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Weeks</title><content type='html'>Two Weeks to the day when promos are starting..... damn&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my life for the next few days will consist of PW mainly, promos will have to take a back seat unfortunately(and amazingly), WR due on monday, CANNOT STOP. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually miss band (which is weird for me cause i used to be so happy to be free), i miss the music, the people, i guess band isn't all bad as i used to think of it in sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During PE, stupid luke, samuel and their friend was watching us from oldham wing, making stupid remarks just to piss me off lol, they too free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gotten any studying done AGAIN... so i'm pretty much screwed for promos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and happy birthday to Arthur and Celine!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-8718319719463335825?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/8718319719463335825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=8718319719463335825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/8718319719463335825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/8718319719463335825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2008/09/two-weeks.html' title='Two Weeks'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-7291322476805944632</id><published>2008-09-10T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T07:21:23.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day</title><content type='html'>I had a really bad day in school, i was just like so tuned out and not paying attention, in my own world... would have been better off staying at home -_-"&lt;br /&gt;i managed to catch like 2 hrs of sleep in the afternoon, but i still feel really tired 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to make my day worse, my stupid e-mail is broken, cannot open attatchments, i can't work on pw until tm morning when i'll have to rush everything. My pw group is gonna kill me urgh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... 15 days to promos, no studying done, pw also undone, i'm screwed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-7291322476805944632?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/7291322476805944632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=7291322476805944632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/7291322476805944632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/7291322476805944632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2008/09/bad-day.html' title='Bad day'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-314032529090205198</id><published>2008-09-06T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T23:38:24.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello!...again</title><content type='html'>I'm back from my 2 year "break" lol&lt;br /&gt;Oh, don't ask me about that first post cause:&lt;br /&gt;1. it was 2 years ago&lt;br /&gt;2. i was emoing&lt;br /&gt;3. i didn't really mean it&lt;br /&gt;justin, oliver &amp;amp; kah wei were some of the best section mates ever :)&lt;br /&gt;and not having a post allowed me to slack off alot :-P&lt;br /&gt;(oh and the SC idea was like the dumbest thing i ever did)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll blog seriously some other time, cause promos is in 19days!&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't studied at all...&lt;br /&gt;been playing com alot, just wasting time completely...urgh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i'm trying to change blogskin and get a tagboard as soon as i rmb where and how lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-314032529090205198?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/314032529090205198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=314032529090205198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/314032529090205198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/314032529090205198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2008/09/helloagain.html' title='hello!...again'/><author><name>J lee</name><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-30823222.post-115234640303082398</id><published>2006-07-08T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T01:15:09.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what the heck?!</title><content type='html'>I am so pissed&lt;br /&gt;I expected to get no post and i was right, but i didn't expect somethings to happen. Justin had applied for band major and kah wei had appied for asl. What i expected was for oliver to get band major, justin to get sl and kah wei as asl.Justin got recruit ic supervisor AND section leader, Kah wei got treasurer AND section leader. THAT IS ONE BIG INSULT. Most people don't have double post, do i suck that much that i can't get a post!? what the heck. I asked a few people if i should apply for student conductor, no one believed i can do it. someone even laughed in my face. oh well, i'll apply anyway and see what i'll get. i feel depressed. btw i dun like the jmt pple&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side there's no homework this weekend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30823222-115234640303082398?l=theclarinet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/feeds/115234640303082398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30823222&amp;postID=115234640303082398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/115234640303082398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30823222/posts/default/115234640303082398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclarinet.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-heck.html' title='what the heck?!'/><author><name>J lee</name><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>
