<?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-6472577</id><updated>2012-01-14T21:15:24.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falconier</title><subtitle type='html'>Falconier(yihao)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Yihao</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>269</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-1444489674758953343</id><published>2012-01-14T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T21:15:24.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast from the past</title><content type='html'>Its the day of my BO duty (which i almost forgot about). And coincidentally also the last day for the ICT band guys. They just came back from the OCS parade. Seeing them joking n fooling n swearing n laughing and talking bout all their old jokes n bringing up past hilarious incidents made me see NS from a different light. I guess it was sort of an escape for them. Something different from their ordinary routine worklife. Reservist became that time of the year with 2 weeks of fun n joy and the opportunity to feel 21 again. Seperate them n put them on a street n they will be ordinary 30+ yo man. Together at camp, all of them definitely look like they were back in their youth again. With those familiar faces whom they spent the most tiring, hated yet fun 2+ years of their life together! I believe it feels pretty dam awesome &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-1444489674758953343?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1444489674758953343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1444489674758953343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#1444489674758953343' title='Blast from the past'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-5238909845104647594</id><published>2011-06-09T21:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T21:51:59.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book In!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am hours away from enlistment. Compulsory conscription. National service. Army. Ahhh fuck whatever it is. The feeling sucks. Freedom gone. OH WELLS GOOD LUCK TO ME. SEE EVERYONE WHEN I’M OUT. BOOK IN LO!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-5238909845104647594?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/5238909845104647594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/5238909845104647594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#5238909845104647594' title='Book In!'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-1398710393516899114</id><published>2011-06-05T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T23:53:09.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney!</title><content type='html'>Had an incredible performance today. Loads of fun and great music. Am so going to miss everything and everyone there from the ever so dedicated laoban to the lovely music. Last weekend as a civilian well spent. If Disney fantasy had a band version, this would totally be it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-1398710393516899114?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1398710393516899114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1398710393516899114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#1398710393516899114' title='Disney!'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-5957381711566672359</id><published>2011-06-01T04:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T04:07:41.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:a7843d64-9a21-4aaf-bbb4-c43b25f6d4f9" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div id="7ccfe0f3-d8e8-4b5f-b03a-ba2b7df56a4c" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TkqxeRckWFc&amp;amp;hd=1" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ppWdyJ54wJY/TeVKi1n6NSI/AAAAAAAAAcM/lInVZcTV1Ew/videoc50ec6e200c9%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('7ccfe0f3-d8e8-4b5f-b03a-ba2b7df56a4c'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;464\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;387\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/TkqxeRckWFc&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/TkqxeRckWFc&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;464\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;387\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;; “Now Life has killed the Dream I dreamed…”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-5957381711566672359?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/5957381711566672359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/5957381711566672359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#5957381711566672359' title='Dream…'/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ppWdyJ54wJY/TeVKi1n6NSI/AAAAAAAAAcM/lInVZcTV1Ew/s72-c/videoc50ec6e200c9%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-7071974060851746311</id><published>2011-05-29T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T22:36:34.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Purpose</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;What exactly do we want in life? I have my dreams, ambitions, goals and wishes however you may call it. But is it what we have that matters? Or is it what we do that matters. Perhaps there is content when you feel genuine happiness. Whatever it takes to achieve that, we will be strong enough, brave enough, firm enough and wise enough to conquer it. Guess it is, after all, what you do that matters. Its knowing how much labour you did before you taste the fruits of success and how much effort you put in before you see the results that really gives you that sense of satisfaction at the end of it all. It is that too which defines us and give us a purpose.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;'' 小时候，幸福很简单；长大了，简单很幸福。小时候，浪漫很奢侈；长大了，奢侈很浪漫。小时候，梦幻很美好；长大了，美好很梦幻。小时候，理想很坚定；长大了，坚定很理想。小时候，迷惘很遥远；长大后，遥远很迷惘。小时候哭着哭着就笑了，长大后笑著笑著就哭了。''&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-7071974060851746311?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7071974060851746311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7071974060851746311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#7071974060851746311' title='Purpose'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-1608957794426252055</id><published>2011-05-08T03:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T03:19:42.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of the Singapore Elections</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;From the looks of the results, I think this combination of PAP and WP in the parliament is very ideal. Well done to both parties. This is exactly the kind of representation I would expect and want in my government. With some reference to many statements/arguments/motto by the Worker’s Party, the PAP majority will still be the main drivers of the government just with the WP as a co-driver to ensure no issues are overlooked and that everything the government does is accounted for. It also very much pushes PAP to greater effectiveness which eventually meant better progress and improvements for our country.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Kudos to PAP’s fallen candidate Desmond Choo in the Hougang SMC for being a true gentleman even after losing. He even mentioned that he will work with the WP’s Yaw Shin Leong to provide the best for the citizen in Hougang. That is exactly what we need. The election is for us to find new talents and new ideas that we want to incorporate into our governmental system to improve it! What we need to not drive whichever party out and attack each other. What we need should be this! To cooperate as leaders or potential leaders for the greater good of the people! Its a real pity to lose Foreign Minister George Yeo as well. He has served us well despite his busy schedule as foreign minister. Great work for the past 23 years he has contributed to Singapore. Hope he can still stick around and work with Low Thia Khiang and his team to continue to contribute to Singapore! He is a rare talent with substance. A leader Singapore would very much need and want to keep.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Also, I feel very strongly for Worker Party’s argument of a first world parliament. Emphasis on greater transparency and less complacency in the government. That is what we need! Worker’s Party can definitely add that with their presence now in the parliament. They shall be the co-drivers to the PAP’s main driver. Not to conflict but to complement each other and cooperate for the best of Singapore. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Unfortunately, the other parties do not see this! Their arguments are so superficial, always attacking the stupid issues of minister pay (which I don’t think they will complain if they were ministers themselves! and I feel our ministers deserve it for the work they do!) and foreigners (whom i think are essential in the progress of Singapore! Many reasons for that… They just need to see way deeper than them flooding our transport or stealing jobs). I may be a youth myself but I only comment on issues after I am fully informed of the details and researched enough on it. It is very worrying for citizens to simply choose to vote for opposition just because they dislike a certain comment PAP made or over superficial reasons. Worst still, doing it for the sake of not conforming/being rebellious. The last thing Singapore needs now is a revolution, lets face it. If things are fine with our government, why change it! Its not worth it to risk the stability we have now just for “CHANGE”. People, this is not the USA. Obama’s trademark quote is not going to work here. I want and respect this stability in Singapore. I wouldn’t want to see my own country’s parliament become a war zone for politicians to fight/quarrel that will do no good if we do not see a clear majority of a party. (like Taiwan’s government)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Its not that I’m a supporter of PAP, in fact this election, I strongly feel that WP is the more promising one. However, most talents are still with the PAP and they have indeed proven to be the better party. Until oppositions prove to be more promising, the odds of them winning is slim. The new generation voters have to be objective and vote for whoever deserves it! That vote is sacred and should really be taken seriously. Stop giving some of the opposition false hope that they are on the right track by giving them your vote. If they aren’t good, save your vote. Let them feel the pinch of losing the deposit in hope that they will not contest like its a game. Vote for them when they come up with better arguments and prove their capabilities! Look at the results this time, other than WP, the rest have pretty much round up with no place at all. That shows a lot doesn’t it. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;PAP has done a good job all these while and I believe they will continue to serve Singapore in the future! The addition of WP shall hopefully, provide that extra boost to the PAP to form the ideal government! Hope it could stay in this ratio for a longer time! I foresee good performance from our government for the next five years.&amp;#160; MAJULAH SINGAPURA!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;ps: The above is purely my very objective view of the election as a very concerned citizen of the Republic of Singapore. None of the comments were meant to be offensive to any particular person/group. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-1608957794426252055?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1608957794426252055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1608957794426252055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#1608957794426252055' title='Of the Singapore Elections'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-7194342816443525601</id><published>2011-04-17T15:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T15:24:11.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Alright! I am back. With a new and improved desktop up and running, I can finally use all the tools I’ve been all so used to, like the windows live writer which I’m using for this blog post itself! Not to mention getting back my winamp, itunes and the capability of hardcore gaming once again. LIFE IS GOOD!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-7194342816443525601?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7194342816443525601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7194342816443525601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#7194342816443525601' title='I am back'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-1389052549271234239</id><published>2011-02-18T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T23:45:10.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it all wrong.</title><content type='html'>Then again its a refreshing and relax feeling to look at the motion of water in the river while listening to jazz. I guess accomodation is really important. However there's a limit to how much one can do that. Its much easier with an incentive. Like how you know you're not the only one doing that. I guess i didn't really understand what you needed. Now I truly do. They say taurus are great lovers cause they can give everything for their loved ones. Guess it is true... I sure can give you everything you need. I really mean everything. Cause I know you're the one. Just make sure you keep giving me reasons not to give up. And make me feel loved too. Then you'll truly get what you want. Cause then you'll always be the one. And I really just want you to be happy with me. "I'll sacrifice for you even if it meant hurting myself. Because you've already given me the reason why I should. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-1389052549271234239?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1389052549271234239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1389052549271234239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#1389052549271234239' title='I did it all wrong.'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-148182969918784077</id><published>2011-02-18T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T23:32:10.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonesome?</title><content type='html'>Unfortunately I ain't the kind of person who loves alone time. Well not saying I can't appreciate some nice time on my own. In fact there are some things I've been wanting to do like gyming or simply reading my book with a cigarette in my mouth and a nice glass of mojito beside me. But I guess now isn't really the time I want to be alone. The people around me mean alot to me. I just want the feeling of basking in the joy of a crowd right now. Guess I just spent too much time alone lately. Hope the people around me could understand this little request. And of course I wish she could see how I can be so desperate for attention since my multi-purpose best friend whom I can always count on to company me no matter what has left. I say I truly miss you with all my heart. Its more of I miss the feeling of being with you. Or rather just some real alone time like how things used to be. Seeing you everyday with strangers around or other friends around just doesn't quench my thirst for you. No pressure. Genuine love. Of course I can give you space cause I already tried my best to give it to you all the time. You still feel tied down I know but I fail too sometines when this thirst got the better of me. I'm just saying I tried and will continue trying. For now you'll get all the space you want. Just don't take too long. Cause life is miserable without you. And i can't hang around much longer. Just knew that a certain sector might need me pretty soon. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-148182969918784077?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/148182969918784077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/148182969918784077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#148182969918784077' title='Lonesome?'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-1880787655729323117</id><published>2011-01-28T00:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T00:42:52.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection.</title><content type='html'>It got me thinking if teaching is really my thing. Really wanted to vomit blood today. I guess I am just the kind who cannot scold girls. It would be easier if I was teaching boys. I will probably just scream and knock them down. Never knew the gentleman attribute that VS taught me had a flaw. Guess its a phase of my life where I am challenged to take my patience to a new level. Well challenge accepted. Cannot just let such a obstacle bring down my passion and ambition to educate right? Obstacles and dificulties are inevitable parts of life. Things do not always go smoothly and in the way you hoped it to go. But its necessary to make us learn. Good thing is there is always a gleam of light after you overcame it. The satisfaction and good things follows after that. We cannot just fall so easily. Its sometimes easier knowing there is someone with you to help you through. Though at times they are dark paths that you have to walk through on your own. Well I think I am going to try defying gravity. On the other side of life, I learnt an important lesson on accomodation. I realise you're not always the saint if you gave in to everything. Its sometimes a sign or weakness and insecurity. I must admit I accomodate sometimes for fear of losing something or important. Its insecurity for me. But then again, its of course good sometimes. Like how your little accomodating or sacrifice could save others the trouble or unhappiness. Its the idea of greater good too. Even so, sometimes what people need might not be the physical accomodation but instead the understanding and affirmation. The spiritual or psychological aspect of accomodation can be important too! Its funny especially when one wants to accomodate the other but the other also wants to accomodate. Its like both sides giving in. Some might think its silly but I think its a sweet gesture. No?迁就彼此，是人与人之间重要和珍贵的优点。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-1880787655729323117?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1880787655729323117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1880787655729323117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#1880787655729323117' title='Reflection.'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-5910348899929490251</id><published>2011-01-19T06:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T06:35:44.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell...</title><content type='html'>Just sent one of my bestest friend off. BR, u will be missed. Hypothetical fives and waddups. Dota and lepaks. It would probably be another year before we meet again. Hope it would be sooner. Seven years of friendship and counting. The thick and thin we have been through. We truly deserve a five don't we. Goodbye is never an easy thing to say. I could only see it as a break of too much awesomeness that awaits continuation. Just like barney's legen-wait for it -dary quotes. Bye friend and take care. All the best to your future endeavours. Until we meet again. :)朋友一生一起走，那些日子不再有。一句话，一辈子，一生情，一杯酒。朋友不曾孤单过，一声朋友你会懂。还有伤，还有痛，还要走，还有我。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-5910348899929490251?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/5910348899929490251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/5910348899929490251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#5910348899929490251' title='farewell...'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-1034202216053030349</id><published>2011-01-18T03:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T03:40:37.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phone blogging!</title><content type='html'>Been awhile since i've blogged. Mainly because of my stupid com failing me n nt letting me use windows live writer. Finally back to blogging again with an iphone in my hand. Well well :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-1034202216053030349?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1034202216053030349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1034202216053030349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#1034202216053030349' title='phone blogging!'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-8308009187101230578</id><published>2010-10-12T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T23:15:25.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Singaporean girls like to use the phrase "cannot make it" to describe  Singaporean men. They wrinkle their noses and act all surprised when you  suggest, ever so gently, that perhaps Singaporean Male X might be a  suitable mate. "Huh?? Cannot make it lah, he." A few years later they  marry Singaporean Male Y, who looks and sounds exactly the same as  Singaporean Male X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are Singaporean men all so ostensibly "cannot make it"? I do not  know the answer to this question, for I am reasonable. However, I do  have suggestions for the men. To become a "can make it" Singaporean male  (without having to resort to plastic surgery), one must achieve a  certain level of competence at the activities I shall be listing out  below. Ours is a small, closed society; the traits that mark one out for  worthwhile reproduction are easily and quickly discernible, if one pays  proper attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Must be good at computers and computer games&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, being good at computer &lt;i&gt;games&lt;/i&gt; appears to be more  impressive to the average Singaporean female. If you are good at  computers &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt;, you are taken advantage of for most part. If you  are good at computer &lt;i&gt;games&lt;/i&gt;, however, you are a badass potential  protector. Compare:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: OK, upgraded to Windows 7 already.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Thanks so much! (thinks: the software did everything.)&lt;br /&gt;You: You're welcome.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Can help me install antivirus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: ALL RIGHT 25 KILLSTREAK!&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;You: Nothing. I just kicked your boyfriend's ass.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Orh. (stands over shoulder and watches very fast paced game and  thinks: aiyah why my boyfriend so lousy.) Can help me install Windows?&lt;br /&gt;You: Sorry not interested, I am aiming for 35 killstreak&lt;br /&gt;Girl: (subconsciously registers lack of punctuation as sexy) Oh. Kill  kill kill ... so manly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a general rule, the hierarchy is such: first-person shooter, versus  fighter, real-time strategy, turn-based strategy and then everything  else. MMORPGs occupy a value system of their own, but in general their  gentle learning curve reduce street cred. Angry Birds and Bejewelled FTW  for now though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Must be good at pool&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing else to do in Singapore. Get good at it, you will be  spending a lot of time in these places. Don't just chalk your stick -  chalk some victories while you're at it. Ah-lians will be watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must-learns: jump-shot, English, doubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Must be good at one team sport&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that you will look good next to the other doddering dodos. Football  obviously occupies top spot, but basketball and water polo work too.  Volleyball is for girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls find it easier to come down to support team sports, because they  can rationalize their conduct diffusely: "I'm here for the TEAM." Let  them have this. You know what they're thinking when you're ... scoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Must be good at one individual sport&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While girls find it harder to support these because you are alone and  therefore very bo sei for them to come all the way down, the simple fact  that you are involved in some sport somewhere is already very "can make  it". Walk around with your lacrosse bag slung over your shoulder or  your tennis shoes carelessly dangling from your backpack. When they ask  about your sport, just make vague references and knowingly use terms of  art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Where are you going?&lt;br /&gt;You: Oh, practice.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: What practice?&lt;br /&gt;You: Kallang ... today we're doing slice serves.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: *tingle down spine* Ohhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few other people will be able to challenge your authority, since these  are individual, recherche pursuits. Exploit the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To avoid: ping-pong, badminton (everyone thinks they can play these)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Must be musical&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR for individual, DRUMS in a band. Girls are quite dumb one and  they like to see action jackson. You bang bang the drum, they happy. You  stand around and pluck a few strings, nobody knows what you're doing.  Of course, if you are going to do the serenading thing, it will be  guitar without question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip: When serenading, pretend to be practising (when you actually  practice sui sui at home already). Always choose a current song, so  people will bite. If you play More Than Words for the  238645823648243234th time, people confirm lose interest one. And don't  look at anybody when singing, otherwise they will feel that you are  "invading" them. Don't "invade" anybody. Just let them listen to your  ostensibly unassuming music. Confirm plus guarantee plus chop will have  results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Must be able to do math&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy who cannot do maths is like an eunuch. He is not a man. In  Singapore especially, even our girls are damn good at maths. So you  better be super damn good, so you can explain to her how to divide her  parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One better: PHYSICS. For some reason, applied stuff is harder for girls.  So take physics and ace it. Then later on, toss in puns about how you  two have such great chemistry, you want to explore the geography of her  biography in a physical way. "Your body is a wonderland," you will coo.  "Do you want to read my literature or should we just start making  history?" Just don't show her your mother tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Must have good sense of direction&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy who has no sense of direction is a girl. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Must drive and must be good driver&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRIVE. And for fuck's sake, practice that parallel parking thing. Girls  always tell themselves that they are not lousier drivers, just more  careful/cautious/whatever. But despite that ALL OF THEM STILL CANNOT  FREAKING PARALLEL PARK. Become tok kong at this, heighten the gender  difference, enhance the sexual tension. Ooh yeah baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, European marques please. The Singaporean lady does not want  to be seen rolling in a Hyundai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Must be laconic and listen to her drivel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya. It helps. Srsly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singaporean girls think they are really interesting, and maybe they are.  Who knows? We aren't really listening. But you don't really have to -  just nod every 10 seconds. And then say, "Really ah." I just did this  today. It is fricking awesome. You can abidicate responsbility for  having a brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is that by keeping silent, you allow her to project her  preferred self-image onto you. She is interesting, so therefore you must  be interesting, since you are absorbing her everything. How cool is  that? I love lady logic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Must know DIY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hammered her and her friend last night, we had a good screw. Talk  about nailing two in one night! Of course I bolted the next day, but I  will always be ready when their pipes need further unclogging."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Euphemisms aside, you must know DIY because other penises will try to  undermine you with their own DIY knowledge. Especially contractors who  overcharge. If you are fleeced in any DIY-related matter, you are not a  man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also perhaps the origin of the phrase "cannot make it" - a man  who "can make it" can make ... things. With hands and tools. He  probabaly also knows how to instruct the girl on how to rectify a  swollen ball-cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Must speak dialect&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest regret, I cannot speak dialect. In lup-sup KTVs and Warrant  Officer messes, I am the lowest of the low. With contractors, I am a  freaking pony with "Kan Me" on my forehead. Why is dialect so important  for the Singaporean male? Primarily, it establishes street cred.  Denizens from below must look up to you before any female will find you  worth apprising. Importantly, also, dialect is crass; crassness  establishes contrast, and in contrast we find admiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. Must not be below PES B&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or at least finish normal BMT like everyone else. Nobody really knows  whether OCS or SISPEC is tougher, so you can elide that easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had a buay gan army life, try not to talk about it at all. Girls  know one. They all have "a friend" who was a commando-officer-parakeet.  They will compare you like they compare their Prada bag with the other  girl's Miu Miu. Don't become an object!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were a star in the army, also don't talk too much about it. Girls  just want to know that you were good, and that you were not a  jellyfish. The rest is still for you to prove - funny, rich, smart etc.  Prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. Must have "ambition" and "passion"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Singaporean girls have a vague notion that their man should be  "successful" or aim for success of some sort. For themselves, they have  less concrete ambitions. Use this to your advantage. However, only hint  (not talk) about your plans. For instance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: So, what's next for you?&lt;br /&gt;You: I've had several offers ... well, we'll just see where it goes. I  have a pretty clear idea of what I want though.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: What's that?&lt;br /&gt;You: Haha, it will bore you. Let's not talk about me. Do you like baby  blue or pink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once they know you have "plans", they will stick with you, regardless of  what those "plans" are. Make sure you always have "an idea" of what you  are going to do. When in doubt, obfuscate and pass off a successful  person's life as your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. Must say nearly every other girl is "cannot make it"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is by far the MOST IMPORTANT ITEM on the list. Singaporean girls  like a guy who has "standards". Secretly, the standard for every girl is  HERSELF. This is not a cardinal scale, there is no relativity. Instead,  on this mystery scale there is THE GIRL IN QUESTION, and then EVERY  OTHER FEMALE ON EARTH. She will make cursory concessions for Angelina  Jolie and Megan Fox (the latter usually grudgingly), of course, but DO  NOT BE FOOLED. She just wants you to think that SHE is the prettiest and  THAT IS IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, however, you are unable to lie barefacedly, you might want to go  with a less extreme approach. You must say that girls SHE LIKES AS  PEOPLE are pretty. NEVER SAY THAT PRETTY GIRLS ARE PRETTY! Girls are  unable to divorce looks from personality. It would be unwise to do so,  therefore, in their presence. A good sample discussion would run as  follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Do you think Girl X (ugly but liked) is pretty?&lt;br /&gt;You: Yes, she has a certain je ne sais quoi that I find charming.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: (pleased) Really ah? I think so too! Not like that Girl Y (pretty  but disliked).&lt;br /&gt;You: Oh, Girl Y. Cannot make it lah. Act cute buay cute.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: (ready to give you blowjob liao) I ALSO SAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever noticed that girls thought pretty by other girls are  really not pretty at all? And hot, sexy girls are almost always labelled  "sluts", as if that were a bad thing? Important hint: Do not address  the girl on these points. She does not want to confront her inner  evolutionary demons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's the list. A tall order? Yes, but a worthwhile endeavour, if  we are not to lose all our women to the cast of The Last Airbender. We  can make it one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Saw this on facebook. Dam true can. Fortunately I fit most of the criteria. HEHEHE except the stupid sports and army ones. Here's my justification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can DIY a com any day. Games? MW2, L4D, CS, DOTA, Red Alert....(inexhaustible list)&lt;br /&gt;2. Breakers(pool parlour at katong) was my 2nd home back in sec sch days...&lt;br /&gt;3.  Team sports cmi. My bball history and occasional soccer games is quite cock.&lt;br /&gt;4. Never a sports person. Time to pick up Muay Thai/Tennis/Golf&lt;br /&gt;5. Guitar drums vocals np. I teach flute. Im in a fricking band.&lt;br /&gt;6. Tho not acing but I sure can get my Stats right.&lt;br /&gt;7. I drove around SG on my own. No GPS.&lt;br /&gt;8. Refer to 7. Can kick ass at 150km/h. Parking imba shit.&lt;br /&gt;9. I have a in-built patronising reply system.&lt;br /&gt;10. My dad's a contractor. Period.&lt;br /&gt;11. Hokkien is my 3rd language.&lt;br /&gt;12. ChaoKeng ftw. screw this. Those who chiong sua will lose their gf to me when i get my 8-5.&lt;br /&gt;13. I swear my face will be on the cover of forbes. Someday...&lt;br /&gt;14. The only lie I don't say is to lie that I don't lie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not I bullshit. Seriously. Those who know me should know the truth in this. Imba cock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-8308009187101230578?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/8308009187101230578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/8308009187101230578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#8308009187101230578' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-106571176537276979</id><published>2010-09-09T20:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T20:35:18.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doppelganger</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yea things change. Mindsets too. This suddenly struck me after watching the last episode in season 5 for How I Met Your Mother. Perhaps we should just let nature take its course. Let fate decide. Like how Lily and Marshall wanted to leave it to fate to decide on the right time to have kids. Then brings me back to the point of change. It could be seen as bad but in fact, it can actually be a positive change. Like how Lily and Marshall settled down, like how Barney was able to commit, like how Ted became best friends with the girl he thought would be the one and Robin finally choosing love over career. Things changes along the way in our lives. Its just how we see it. Perhaps adversities are there for a reason. To make one stronger. To swerve our course. To make us reach the eventual destination through the path already planned for us. Guess we just have to suck thumb and live with whatever we have. Perhaps things aren’t as bad as it seems after all. The thing is, nothing would change though if you don’t try. All we need is the courage to take that first step and things may all turn out a lot better. Things may change and it may very well be a good change.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“Eventually over time, we all become our own doppelgangers, these completely different people who happen to look like us.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; embrace change, the change we know we are ready for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-106571176537276979?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/106571176537276979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/106571176537276979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#106571176537276979' title='Doppelganger'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-7791616000005724074</id><published>2010-09-08T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T22:34:14.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poetic attempts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;liquor that drowns the sorrows,   &lt;br /&gt;laughter that drowns the pain,    &lt;br /&gt;truth is they are just arrows,    &lt;br /&gt;stuck to the back of your brain.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;a sip of scotch down your throat,   &lt;br /&gt;washes down all that is tough,    &lt;br /&gt;a dose of nicotine down your throat,    &lt;br /&gt;an outlet of angst in a puff.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-7791616000005724074?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7791616000005724074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7791616000005724074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#7791616000005724074' title='poetic attempts'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-7732989683621797140</id><published>2010-09-06T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T21:50:05.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What’s Next?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well I always insist that life is as simple as making multiple choices which eventually determines the outcome. I’m not taking it back but sometimes it hard to always make the right choice. Its no longer about always making the right choice but to stand by it with no regrets. Perhaps life is better that way. I can’t change the way you think but I sure can change the way I think. You want to choose a life that heads downhill its up to you. I’ll stand by my self delusions that I’m always right as long as I don’t regret what I did. Sorrows and joy don’t matter if you aren’t going to look at emotions with a clear mind. Its mind over heart. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; My voice, my choice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-7732989683621797140?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7732989683621797140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7732989683621797140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#7732989683621797140' title='What’s Next?'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-8768300083227884906</id><published>2010-08-23T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T22:03:52.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What’s lost is loss</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/THJ_wXN2YnI/AAAAAAAAAbw/JdYUjifUgDY/s1600-h/makethemostofal%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="makethemostofal" border="0" alt="makethemostofal" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/THJ_xRn9ASI/AAAAAAAAAb0/89CWCGztW-0/makethemostofal_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="313" height="314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well I’m still pretty angry at both myself for my carelessness and the despicable thief of my phone. Tried everyway I could to get it back or get it disable so that jerk won’t be able to use it. Tried everything from Singtel to Apple to even the Police. Guess its just my misfortune. Like my dad said “破财消灾”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-8768300083227884906?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/8768300083227884906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/8768300083227884906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#8768300083227884906' title='What’s lost is loss'/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/THJ_xRn9ASI/AAAAAAAAAb0/89CWCGztW-0/s72-c/makethemostofal_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-344159940331579826</id><published>2010-08-13T19:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T19:11:33.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solo</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="left"&gt;I just realised I’m the kind of person who can’t stand being alone. The kind who needs company for everything and need someone around me all the time. Ironic for being the only child. Perhaps today is a good day to just be alone. I shall relax and do things on my own pace for once. Grab dinner and do some shopping nearby alone for once. Riding solo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;; lonesome or awesome&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-344159940331579826?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/344159940331579826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/344159940331579826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#344159940331579826' title='Solo'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-2695482714215050057</id><published>2010-08-08T10:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T10:54:01.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/TF4bMp9d-TI/AAAAAAAAAbg/-VU4r6d0FdE/s1600-h/singapore_flag%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="singapore_flag" border="0" alt="singapore_flag" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/TF4bNK-fgaI/AAAAAAAAAbk/FIOnHrQJheo/singapore_flag_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="259" height="174" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Since national day is just round the corner, I thought it would be pretty significant to say something about our country. Well even though many would think that the Singapore spirit is pretty much fuelled by our government's propaganda. Even so, we must admit that each and every one of us actually have that spirit in us. The vulnerability of our small nation has instilled more than what our government wished for. No matter how much Singaporeans hate to admit it, we love our country and we are always ready to cheer Singapore on and celebrate her birthday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Felt this spirit very strongly just minutes ago when the YOG torch relay passed my HDB block. I could see and hear residents and students of SGSS rush out to cheer the torch runner with the YOG cheer song and national day songs playing in the background. I suddenly feel a sense of pride then and there. A sense of pride that almost painted me red and white with stars and crescent. Its that moment that I felt like a true blue Singaporean other than the proud moments of “chionging” for seats in a MRT or hawker centre and actually getting the seat. It made me feel proud of everything our little nation has achieved and made me realise what exactly we are celebrating for every year on the 9th of August.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It is the achievements. It is the pride. I t is how Singapore survived in every aspect though the decolonisation and separation from Malaysia. It is how Singapore has achieved nationhood, independence and what we have today. It is the security that Singapore has offered us, the feeling of feeling safe walking the streets past midnight. It is the economic stability that allows all of us to know that we aren’t going to starve to death. It is the political stability that leaves us assured that our government will not have major conflicts and crumble in times of crisis. It is knowing that our clean and green nation is also aware of the environment. It is the social stability where people of different races respect each other and live together in harmony. It is the fact that our small nation is able to host the 1st YOG despite our limited resources. It is because we know Singapore can do it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Perhaps national day isn’t that simple after all. There is more to it than just the parade, fly pasts, parachutes, fireworks and seeing the flag everywhere. It is more than just singing the anthem and saying the pledge. It is the display of our nation’s pride and our people’s capabilities. To show that Singapore is more than just a little red dot known for Singlish and Kiasu-ism. To show that there is spirit and substance in Singaporeans.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(ps: I think I can totally write a GP essay of national pride)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; we are singapore, hear the lion roar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-2695482714215050057?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2695482714215050057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2695482714215050057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#2695482714215050057' title='We Are Singapore'/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/TF4bNK-fgaI/AAAAAAAAAbk/FIOnHrQJheo/s72-c/singapore_flag_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-673911672941564999</id><published>2010-07-23T22:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T22:49:46.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OOEEEIIIII!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Life is actually pretty simple if you choose to look at it that way. Jokes are the way they are so you should really see it as just that. It’s all a matter of perspective really. Depending on which angle you look at it, life can be fucked up or simply awesome at the same time. Why take things so personal? Why take things seriously? I’ve pretty much learned a lot after watching “How I Met Your Mother”. No matter how retarded Barney Stinson is, he is actually quite an inspiration. Perhaps thinking less and doing more will make your life more fulfilling. You will realise that you accept much more adversities in life, attempt much crazier and interesting feats or even come to realise that those around you aren’t that bad at all. Life is short and you should very well live it to the fullest. Why choose to see life in a negative light and brood over the unhappy. Embrace what life throw at you and make the best out of it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; It ain’t a sin to dream, but draw the fine line with wishful thinking…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-673911672941564999?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/673911672941564999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/673911672941564999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#673911672941564999' title='OOEEEIIIII!'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-5425846078936667432</id><published>2010-07-11T20:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T20:10:55.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of world cup</title><content type='html'>Who knows. This world cup might be rigged. By profit driven firms out there to cheat us of not just money but cheat my feelings too. Doesn't really matter who win tonight's game anymore. I just hope for a nice game of football that would be worth me waking up at 230 for. After which I can start a brand new life of mugging and saving money. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; I'm really desperate for $$$ now... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-5425846078936667432?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/5425846078936667432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/5425846078936667432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#5425846078936667432' title='Of world cup'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-4547550848187636360</id><published>2010-07-10T17:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T17:11:38.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well some things struck me all of a sudden. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As understanding grew, tolerance fell. As we understand someone or a situation better, we start obtaining a clearer view, a wider scope. Subjective opinions tend to surface. Then calls for the need to be objective in life. Even though they always say “Look at the big picture”, sometimes its harder that way. It brings you to reality and realising more truths. More truths, more hurts. Whether its truth bout others or truth about yourself. Your own feelings. Sometimes even these understandings could result in something worst. But still, would you rather have a narrow mindset? I prefer not. Thus, effort is needed to try to tolerate when we see more. Hopefully not to the extent of numbness.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When changes occur, even if they are for the good, we feel insecure and out of place. Like something is just wrong and not falling in place. That is why I value memories. Value the past. History has its purpose. They provide emotional support, telling you what has happened that went right that we could possibly adhere to now to ensure smooth sailing. Even if it is not true all the time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Some consider me peculiar, some think its unique. Well, I just prefer to think a lot. Think about things myself before I share. Consider all possibilities and consequences before sharing. Think through the questions in my head and answer them myself. Do a reality check to see if I was being hypocritical. Whether I’m even following my own principles before I question others.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Things we do not see does not mean they don’t exist. To me, assumption is a sin. Unless there is ample evidence to prove a point, I would never enforce a law or thought on others. Reflection is key. Think about yourself. Think about your own expectations. Think whether you have lived up to your own expectations before expecting others. Reduce the possibilities of assumptions by communicating.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We should forgive and forget. But in reality, forgetting is hard. What we should not forget is the pleasant memories. Ask yourself why you cannot forget the bad. To me there is no point in crying over spilled milk and hanging on to loose strings. Move on with life please. That is all I ask.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sometimes truth hurts. Thus, I rather choose to be ignorant. Not seeing, believing and brooding over pointless details might be good sometimes. Like how content triumphs grammar in an essay. Unless you can master both, pick content over grammar.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; don’t question others, question yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-4547550848187636360?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/4547550848187636360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/4547550848187636360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#4547550848187636360' title='Thoughts…'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-6662496010155448597</id><published>2010-07-10T16:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T16:04:53.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon voyage</title><content type='html'>Its at times like this where we again reminisce. Those good and bad times. At the time where there's yet another subtraction to the clique. With discussions to how we are going to fill that missing dota slot. At least this isn't permanent. See you soon friend. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not just a group&lt;br /&gt;Not just do what friend should&lt;br /&gt;Not just the understanding friends would&lt;br /&gt;More than any imagination or words could&lt;br /&gt;Describe what I call brotherhood&lt;br /&gt;Brothers so good  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-6662496010155448597?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6662496010155448597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6662496010155448597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#6662496010155448597' title='Bon voyage'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-7474540592048239271</id><published>2010-07-09T01:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T01:03:35.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumb and Dumber</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Weight of certain things needs to be measured and considered. Even if opinions affect the results, there is often a universal standard we adhere to. Just like the whole world knows that feathers are light and gold is heavy. If you think otherwise, you must be a retard. I do not just state my hypothesis upon pointless claims. They are often supported by evidences in life. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In life we judge. We determine what to prioritize and what we desire. We choose what we want to do and what we consider unacceptable. Cases may differ from different people. But some small things are understood that it should not be taken to heart. No matter how cruel it is to step on an ant, it is an ant after all. Lets move on and forget about it. Not brood over a dead ant and think of how to set up a funeral for it. Keyword is move on. Move on after I explain to you that didn’t see the ant and accidentally step on it. Get on with life and not to look at me with the look like I knocked some old woman down on the road. Like I’ve committed a crime that deserves the death penalty.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So you think you give me that face I’ll be ok? It screwed me up. What irks me is when I keep failing. Thus I want to back off. What irks me is you continue to be like this.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-7474540592048239271?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7474540592048239271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7474540592048239271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#7474540592048239271' title='Dumb and Dumber'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-616734527433014452</id><published>2010-06-27T19:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T19:05:24.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;That word pretty much explains everything. Disappointment. There are people I’ve disappointed and perhaps going to disappoint. There are people who disappointed me. With everything, their behaviors, actions and words. Sometimes it’s just unfortunate that not everyone is on the same page as you. But the disappointment derived from that is pretty hurting. Some will probably have to wake up their ideas and judge if what they are doing are right. Some will have to realise the wrong these people are making and not support them with an empty skull. Enough said. Screw off now. There’s angst everywhere. I might just break your skull to prove to everyone that its empty.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; never lose your pride, knowledge and friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-616734527433014452?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/616734527433014452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/616734527433014452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2010_06_01_archive.html#616734527433014452' title='Disappointment'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-1839736045529075542</id><published>2010-06-17T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T23:22:15.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Winding Road…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Many say that life is like a winding road. True enough. Some have chosen the straight path while some chose to challenge themselves with curved roads. Some are lucky and born with a nicely paved tar road while some are given rocky terrains. I consider myself to have the nicely paved roads thanks to my great family and friends. However, I chose to go the curved roads as it just seems more interesting. True enough and I have learnt much from it and never regret it at all. I’ve met great people along the way whom I know will stay by my side no matter what happens. Those are loyal friends. This choice of path has also granted me vital skills that allowed me to differentiate right from wrong, good from bad. I would consider myself to be pretty good at that. Sometimes however, it’s no longer the good or the right that I adopt or the right friends to keep. It’s more of a matter of knowing your options and understanding if it’s right or wrong and then making the decision for yourself. A decision that you would not regret.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Clashing personalities and intertwining relationships are inevitable. One cannot be selfish and expect everything to go their way nor can they expect others to change just for them. It is more of a matter of personal responsibility to ensure your own life goes smoothly and not expecting other to walk on your path. It is about how these paths can steer to meet each other and achieve harmony. Just like how beautiful chords are. There shouldn’t be hatred just because of clashing personalities or relationships that just don’t line up with yours. That’s why I adopt acting. Acting ignorant like I never knew the problem, acting like I’m all fine with things and acting like I’m alright. It is never worth it for one to affect other’s mood or emotions at the expense of venting or expressing opinions. I do not consider that lying or not being true to yourself. I see it as being diplomatic. If I can’t stand someone being so oblivious to my emotions, I cannot just judge him and hate him can I? That is obviously socially unacceptable. But I still hate your behaviors but I will have to live with it but at least allow close people around me understand how I feel such that neither of us is at a disadvantage at the expense of the other. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then, communication comes into place. Quarrels don’t matter at all. Misunderstandings do. Each problem that has been laid out and discussed often receive solutions and also prevention of such future problems. Keeping silent is a sin. But no. Do not let it turn out to be another venting point that affect others. Make sure they understand truly how you feel on a certain issue and come to an agreement on how things can be solved and equilibriums can be met. Every quarrel, every mistake and every problem makes one stronger and stronger and better able to scale greater heights and overcome greater obstacles in life. It gels relationships together like how husband and wife bickers, parents and children quarrel and still remain as a family. Communication allows others to understand you and you to understand others. That is but the fundamental of the relationships in life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; no matter the pain and distance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; no matter the obstacles and resistance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; we must never ever forget&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; that this road we have to walk with no regret&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-1839736045529075542?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1839736045529075542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1839736045529075542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2010_06_01_archive.html#1839736045529075542' title='A Winding Road…'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-3614178164294885948</id><published>2010-05-06T18:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T18:47:43.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;There has always been 1001 things I want to buy. What better time than now. (hint hint) Since my birthday is coming. Being thick skin as ever, I’ll do up my wish list like last year.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Wallet – well really need this. mine totally died. but it has got to have a non-zip coin pouch. MUST&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sling bag – somehow always wanted one. non-shiny leather best. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Guitar Capo – this is really practical. really need one. its a guitar clip used to bar a whole fret in case you’re wondering.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Economics/Business related books – yes I’m serious. I’ll read it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ear Studs – Bling bling or any nice ones.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sneakers – Dark-coloured canvas ones would do best. I’m size 10 by the way.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;T-Shirts – Bright colours!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Notes – YES CLASSMATES/SCHOOLMATES! I’ll be damn happy if you would print me your copied math/chem notes =))&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ok la. Not that thick skin to ask for gifts but well these are just things I want/need right now. Nothing/anything wouldn’t really matter anyway. Eventually I’ll get all of these…myself. Hehe =))&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-3614178164294885948?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/3614178164294885948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/3614178164294885948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#3614178164294885948' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-5001407649800549303</id><published>2010-03-19T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T22:51:50.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;“To achieve great things, two things are needed; a plan and not quite enough time” – Leonard Bernstein, composer&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I wish that was true for my upcoming exams. How I really wish all I needed was a plan. I have that already. Indeed, I do not have enough time right now, not enough time to finishing revising my work. Maybe what he said is true, just that he is not referring to the actual fact of not having time on your side, but rather, having a clear-cut plan but rushing through it without the unnecessary consideration due to the lack of time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you’ll land among the stars.” – Les Brown&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If that is really the case, I’ll have to shoot for the freaking sun in order not to fail. Well rather than blog about nonsense now, I should put my time to good use and read that 60+ pages of economics essays. Now back to work…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-5001407649800549303?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/5001407649800549303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/5001407649800549303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#5001407649800549303' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-3997320957782804421</id><published>2010-03-16T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T00:14:09.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensitive issue</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Is it an issue of being too sensitive? Or rather too insensitive. Really makes me ponder and wonder. Believe me it has nothing to do with being protective though. I drew a clear line there. Maybe its just jealousy. No point asking for opinions either. I already know who will stand on which side of the fence. Just felt a need to express my agony. The helplessness and misery I face. I realised that putting up a false front doesn’t help. Cause it pains me deep inside. I know I can express my unhappiness freely either. Cause its bound to create conflicts or pain to someone else. Sometimes I wonder what I should do. How come my mood just changes without my consent. Why did I let my emotions take over me. How come it seems easier on your part. There’s much I want to say. But I get tongue tied. Even if I did say it, I know things ain’t going to go in my favour. What’s the point right? Will keep everything inside till I eventually explode. Unless there’s anyone who thinks that its not what I should do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;watches helplessly as the butterfly flies away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;hoping that its coming back to my fingertips&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;but its not going to be that way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;there’s no space in its heart that fits&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-3997320957782804421?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/3997320957782804421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/3997320957782804421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#3997320957782804421' title='Sensitive issue'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-2971332905193166695</id><published>2010-03-12T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T23:34:19.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Luck plays a pretty significant role in my life. Its something I often blame for my misfortune or thank when luck shines upon me. In recent cases, I blamed my bad luck for letting me see an arch-nemesis. Conversely, it also attributed to the smile on my face when I saw that I attained a distinction for my A level Chinese. Many would know that I’m very much a gambler and can be very superstitious. Luck is obviously related to gambling. Yes I strongly believe that praying and wearing red undergarment helps. Just some random thoughts on luck. Whether lucky or not, I guess I shouldn’t be relying on it to attain any significant achievements. Got to work for it!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;是否知道心痛怎么写&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;是否知道流泪的感觉&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;要的不是世界的一切&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;只愿你能爱我多一些&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-2971332905193166695?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2971332905193166695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2971332905193166695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#2971332905193166695' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-9177462149201464233</id><published>2010-03-11T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T00:19:10.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>They say the future is unpredictable. Very much true but I strongly believe that we can change it. We might not know the consequence of our actions but we know it will make a difference. A difference to not just our lives but someone else's as well. Watch our tongues and watch our moves. It might have an adverse effect on others that you might not realise at that point of time. Sometimes feigning ignorant or simply keeping silent can be a better option. Think of it this way, would you rather speak up, knowing that it will make someone sad or angry, or would you just keep things to yourself. Bear with the agony yourself. Hurt others or hurt yourself? So what if you're misunderstood and wronged? What matters is that the tension is reduced at that point of time. I'm no saint myself and face the difficulty of having to decide which stance to take. Remain silent? Or speak up for what I feel is right! Reality shows that its subjective. The "who" involved and "what" it's about will make a difference. I would very much prefer to be able to speak my mind. Unfortunately, life doesn't always allow you to do that. In fact, I see myself keeping things in more often than saying it out. Thats where important people in your life matters. Close friends, families and loved ones. Finding the time to speak to them about the pain you felt after deciding to swallow the hardship at that point of crisis helps to keep your sanity. It's something that everyone needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He speaks of the truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He speaks reality&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The reality of truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The truth in reality&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-9177462149201464233?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/9177462149201464233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/9177462149201464233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#9177462149201464233' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-3774271065633008659</id><published>2010-03-09T00:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T00:57:09.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Been ages since I blogged. Well life has been pretty good to me. Ups and downs are inevitable but its how one rises from adversity or embrace our fortunate situations. Well my attempt at sounding intellectual. Nothing really exciting has been happening so far. Or rather too many thing to list individually. Past events would have been CNY and Valentines. Chinese new year was pretty much the same old stuff with reunion dinner and activities at my grandma’s place. Except that reunion dinner was at uncle Jeffrey's place. Special mention to his awesome cooking. Dessert was superb. It was tiramisu with an overdose of liquor. Celebrated valentines with Shuhan 2 days before valentines at Orgo which is at the Esplanade rooftop. Great ambience and great food. Not to mention the very nice alcohol we had (especially the apple shiso martini). Best thing was the fireworks that day! Lucky us since it was rehearsal for CNY or something. Then there was grandma’s birthday where we had dinner at farrer park’s putien restaurant. Shuhan came along and got to see my beloved family members. =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yihao is now faced with a capital and financial account deficit. If anyone can come up with an effective policy to reduce this deficit and hopefully turn it into a surplus. Apparently the ang paos weren’t that much of a help. Expansionary monetary policy should be helpful. zzz&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;ps: Dear John is a great movie. Do catch it. But no not with a bunch of guys.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/S5UsLHj_avI/AAAAAAAAAag/HdJK7QCfP3E/s1600-h/SNC00213%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="SNC00213" border="0" alt="SNC00213" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/S5UsMei7PnI/AAAAAAAAAak/xWh6-2qP9JE/SNC00213_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/S5UsNuVuyTI/AAAAAAAAAao/PxF-Lbdt8_s/s1600-h/SNC00184%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="SNC00184" border="0" alt="SNC00184" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/S5UsOwhIEiI/AAAAAAAAAas/I7k6_f5lA14/SNC00184_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/S5UsQcloFNI/AAAAAAAAAaw/WFxTHJXQZ7c/s1600-h/SNC00189%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="SNC00189" border="0" alt="SNC00189" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/S5UsRGjiD7I/AAAAAAAAAa0/1_qVDRa7rZE/SNC00189_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/S5UsSOU2eJI/AAAAAAAAAa4/91iHErxKxa8/s1600-h/SNC00194%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="SNC00194" border="0" alt="SNC00194" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/S5UsTJKD1KI/AAAAAAAAAa8/itLVO7SE0So/SNC00194_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/S5UsUX6WyEI/AAAAAAAAAbA/NelohwvS9MU/s1600-h/SNC00196%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="SNC00196" border="0" alt="SNC00196" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/S5UsVZE4PNI/AAAAAAAAAbE/fHYsvNWymtE/SNC00196_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/S5UsWgnpSdI/AAAAAAAAAbI/RTDq3JfO-2E/s1600-h/SNC00199%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="SNC00199" border="0" alt="SNC00199" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/S5UsXeWotiI/AAAAAAAAAbM/A_1frGhJfkA/SNC00199_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/S5UsYb2M8jI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Vp8xISntu4w/s1600-h/SNC00204%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="SNC00204" border="0" alt="SNC00204" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/S5UsY23KDPI/AAAAAAAAAbU/JYlm8HLEXq0/SNC00204_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-3774271065633008659?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/3774271065633008659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/3774271065633008659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#3774271065633008659' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/S5UsMei7PnI/AAAAAAAAAak/xWh6-2qP9JE/s72-c/SNC00213_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-5480173682337900404</id><published>2010-01-06T01:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T01:37:47.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of recent happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/S0N45GZ5z3I/AAAAAAAAAaU/__WeywexA5A/s1600-h/21539_255766514458_633849458_4289386_4945041_n%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="21539_255766514458_633849458_4289386_4945041_n" border="0" alt="21539_255766514458_633849458_4289386_4945041_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/S0N46dxReBI/AAAAAAAAAaY/JpRWsEkPXTA/21539_255766514458_633849458_4289386_4945041_n_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="220" height="257" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Most things are over by now. Phil youth concert and performance are done. Pretty relieved with that. No more busy schedules. Solo for Barnes was scary. Many said it was stiff. Yes I was extremely nervous. As extreme as how extremely difficult the Extreme Makeover was. Really loved the Concertpiece! Really nicely done by Desmond and Jiayi. As for the performance, lets just say I pull through it while down with a flu. Photos for concert and performance will be up soon. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On the other hand, something else is not going to be over. In fact the perfect X’mas eve of 2009 just marked its beginning. I love you Shu Han. &amp;lt;3 You’re the best X’mas gift I can ask for. Countdown with Alexa and company for new year. Slightly different new year this time. Its my darling’s birthday too! Took me awhile to make her a card and buy her the necklace. LOVE YOU. The countdown was at Timbre@Substation. That gathering was quite cool to me. Thought it was nice to meet up with the old VS friends like Arthur and Guojun. Oh wells things have been going great for me so far.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now I wish time was on my side. Would love to spend more time with darling. Would need more time for homework. Would want some time for leisure. I wish I could just Fermata this rest. Sigh… So even the holidays are going to be over. School and studying all over again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-5480173682337900404?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/5480173682337900404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/5480173682337900404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#5480173682337900404' title='Of recent happenings'/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/S0N46dxReBI/AAAAAAAAAaY/JpRWsEkPXTA/s72-c/21539_255766514458_633849458_4289386_4945041_n_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-7806970649253044804</id><published>2009-12-21T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T19:22:56.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Band Fest: Done. Classiques: Coming right up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Band Fest is just over and Philyouth concert is approaching. Got to really work work! I will get those running notes right. And my solo for 3rd symphony is going to sound nothing short of awesome. (hope so.) Band fest would be a total waste of my time and energy if not for the awesome people I met and the very funny and enriching Mr Terence Teow! (our woodwind/flute tutor) Fun-tastic section! I’ll remember you all! Agnes, Huda, Munsyi, Emma and of course Sherry the chaperone who’s a flautist. Now now I would have to promote my Phil Youth concert. Really hope that more people can come! Seriously.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Sy9ajPUrX2I/AAAAAAAAAaE/Jo5_0hvQVFQ/s1600-h/Promo_Poster%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Promo_Poster" border="0" alt="Promo_Poster" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Sy9ajwjwIqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/1IknOrvlXyU/Promo_Poster_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="517" height="736" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Do join the Philharmonic Youth Winds led by Mr. Adrian Chiang for a great evening of music. Repertoire starts off with Marche Slave by Tchaikovsky. After which, Philharmonic Wind’s clarinetists Desmond and Jiayi, accompanied by the Phil youth, will bring to you Mendelssohn’s Concert Piece No. 2 for 2 clarinets and wind orchestra. The Philharmonic Youth will then bring to you Johan De Meij’s Extreme Make-over and finally end off with James Barnes’ Third Symphony!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Do show us your support. We have worked extremely hard for this line-up of difficult pieces and we hope that you guys could be there to listen to the result of our hard work!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-7806970649253044804?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7806970649253044804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7806970649253044804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#7806970649253044804' title='Band Fest: Done. Classiques: Coming right up!'/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Sy9ajwjwIqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/1IknOrvlXyU/s72-c/Promo_Poster_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-6051263454040985446</id><published>2009-12-01T17:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T19:53:51.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thailand, Bangkok</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Sy9hyTFuLsI/AAAAAAAAAaM/j0fsI0kzaak/s1600-h/Thailand%20Trip%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Thailand Trip" border="0" alt="Thailand Trip" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Sy9hzs_PCFI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Od19cQADQRw/Thailand%20Trip_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="658" height="494" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sawadeekap. Finally back in Singapore after an incredible trip to Bangkok. Bad parts shall be left out and lets just hear the good things! Firstly, the trip was with MAWE to participate in the TIWEC. Never expected us to even make it to the final but we did! Our hard work paid off! Although it was disappointing that we did not clinched the top honour at TIWEC, its already an amazing feat for us to bring home the 3rd prize amidst all the famous local thai bands. We left a mark in the competition and were very much a good representative of Singapore. Not to mention that we had only 1 night to prepare Overture No. 1 as our finals piece due to unforeseen circumstances. Definitely a job well done to all those who participated. Many thanks to Mr. Chiang for giving me this great opportunity to be involved in this. =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Pretty fruitful trip. Got to know many new friends from the MAWE and of course my great section mate Song Ern! Shopping has been freaking awesome though I regret not buying more at Chatuchak. The variety and price there owns almost every other shopping mall. Shopping with Song Ern was cool especially since we wear same size for everything and got same kind of taste. Staying up late has very much been a norm with that daily dose of light liquor and bitching sessions. Last night’s chat with Mr. Chiang was interesting. Hardly get to have such aimless conversations with him. Many more funny details every night but it would be a chore to write them all down. The MAWE were pretty much a fun bunch. Everything in Thailand was really incredible. MAWE, those familiar guest players, Linus the very nice tour agent, Wan our very aqua tour guide and all those fun activities.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; reflects on thyself, put those ego on the shelf&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-6051263454040985446?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6051263454040985446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6051263454040985446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#6051263454040985446' title='Thailand, Bangkok'/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Sy9hzs_PCFI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Od19cQADQRw/s72-c/Thailand%20Trip_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-2075720096010251191</id><published>2009-11-21T01:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T01:37:49.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;What a close shave. I was so close to retaining. But thank god I made it through. Never knew it felt so nice to be promoted. Hoorah! Actually pretty glad that my studying did pay off. Shows that it helped. Got much more to catch up in terms of school work. No more slacking!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Band life is still pretty much hectic. Same usual stuff. Wonder when I can really take a break. Perhaps breaks time will be when I’m at Thailand. Really look forward to the trip. SHOPPING SPREE!!! After that will have more time for other stuff. Continue driving lessons and do my own self practice before more band pressure arrives. Solos, conducting and management. Work work…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; keeping up with life, continue to strive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-2075720096010251191?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2075720096010251191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2075720096010251191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#2075720096010251191' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-6181924813195719326</id><published>2009-11-14T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T20:40:04.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of minor scales and sight reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Been light-years since I last blogged. Most of the major stuff has been dealt with. No more Chinese and no more Project Work. This is probably the best time to take a breather. Chinese class chalet was yesterday and it was kind of fun. Though I couldn’t stay due to auditions today. Got to actually know these folks better but only after finishing chinese. Ahh the irony of life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Had honour band audition today. Totally got owned due to unpreparedness, my lagging A flat key (which was fine at Maris Stella practice), F# minor scale and handwritten scores that are very hard to see. No hope of getting into honour band. Met Springsfield there too. Been awhile. Apparently the whole ACJC band is auditioning. I already got owned by the AC flautist who imba-ly played Mozart in D and Carnival of Venice. My Telemann stands no chance seriously.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Still have a few things on my To-Do-List. This should be the right time to pack my room which looks like it was the site for world war 2. Got to really catch up with my freaking studies. Well I won’t really bother if I know I’m retaining. But the retarded school just keeps dragging the results release date. Its time to resume with my driving too. At the rate I’m going, I’ll never pass by early next year. Practicing goes on as usual for the Thailand trip with Maris Stella Alumni Band and Philharmonic Youth’s Classiques concert. TPJC band resumes next week as well in preparation for the JC/Poly band fest. A couple more concerts to attend, maybe go for the dance performance as well. Not forgetting having to teach teach teach. Kids nowadays are totally getting more and more irritating. Argh the terror.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; Your assumptions, My hypothesis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-6181924813195719326?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6181924813195719326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6181924813195719326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#6181924813195719326' title='Of minor scales and sight reading'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-4010634632761645819</id><published>2009-11-03T22:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:56:57.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cite</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ll defend my pride&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;With all my might&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ll work through the night&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To not lose this fight&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ll follow the light&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And prove that I’m right&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ll put my ego aside&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So that my aim stays in sight&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; Ain’t no energizer bunny, Can’t always stay sunny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-4010634632761645819?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/4010634632761645819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/4010634632761645819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#4010634632761645819' title='Cite'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-7348470143607294220</id><published>2009-10-26T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:05:04.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Finally done with WR. Thank god. Been so stressed up by it recently. Not to mention that I put in the most effective effort. Life is unfair. Taking a breather before OP stuff starts. So many tasks ahead. But just a bit more yihao and all the remaining task will seem more of an enjoyment. Now let me do some chain frosting.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tasks ahead: Chinese A lvl, Oral presentation, Band practices, Flute tutoring, Driving lessons, FTT, Thailand trip, TPJC band fest, Phil youth concert.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; with some basic intelligence, I swear it isn’t difficult&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-7348470143607294220?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7348470143607294220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7348470143607294220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#7348470143607294220' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-4718080307227111524</id><published>2009-10-18T16:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T16:40:07.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pee Double Eww</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I HATE ROUTINES. I need a change in my life. I need new additions to spur me on. But I can’t go about finding interesting things to do. Simply because I have no time. And so I’m stuck in this pathetic cycle. Doing the same things over and over. Project work is killing me. Fresh ideas are expected at every component when I’ve basically used up all my brain cells thinking of those ideas in the previous components. How the heck am I suppose to come up with more. Curses… Whoever decided that my capability and intelligence should be judged in this manner. Screw you. I strongly believe I’m much smarter than the people who came up with this nonsense. I will earn my bucks and live on an island of my own. You watch out. Till then, I have no choice but to continue with this dreaded task.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-4718080307227111524?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/4718080307227111524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/4718080307227111524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#4718080307227111524' title='Pee Double Eww'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-6592464926239079536</id><published>2009-10-10T03:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T03:43:07.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attempted, Regretted</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Kbox today and chilled with the usual at the usual place. Been awhile. Missed this enjoyment. Shall get more of it while I still can.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Is that the truth? I always wonder&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Those thoughts make me ponder&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Why that message you sent&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And what it really meant&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I thought you were different&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;From those young and innocent&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;All that were just disappointing&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And it ain’t worth mentioning&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Just give me one more day&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Listen to what I have to say&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m not the kind of man&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Who will give you all I can&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I sold my soul to you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And left my heart with you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I pursued with my soul and persistence&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You simply broke it with no hesitance&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now bring me back to reality&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Bring me back to earth&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Give me back my sanity&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Give me what I’m worth&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; Fallen Angels and Rising Demons&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-6592464926239079536?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6592464926239079536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6592464926239079536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#6592464926239079536' title='Attempted, Regretted'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-3802124961708190143</id><published>2009-10-08T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:54:47.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrate the end? or the new beginning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Mixed feelings right now. Promos officially ended for me. I should be happy but I’m not exactly feeling so. Despite my efforts (yes I studied alright. I even have alibis), I know how I fared so far and it really doesn’t look too optimistic. All I can do is hope everything will turn out alright. I would be more than happy if I were given the chance to advance. I swear I can pass the additional test. I would do everything to promote. Can’t afford to have to spend another year schooling. Bless me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Finally got to chill after the grueling past month. Simply walked around and chatted with Zahidah and Natalie. If only life could stay this way. No worries and no stress. Had quite a fun afternoon of doing nothing, seeing them buy some facial mask, witnessing stupid moments and all. Had Japanese cuisine for lunch and it was not too bad, except costly. Went out with mummy dearest after that and looked at some MP3 players and shoes. Enough for now. Got to catch up with the sleep I’ve missed. Shall wake up early for a jog after that routine of Mug-Eat-Sleep.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; complete the tasks a step at a time to reach that final destination&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-3802124961708190143?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/3802124961708190143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/3802124961708190143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#3802124961708190143' title='Celebrate the end? or the new beginning.'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-5339586917093752822</id><published>2009-10-05T19:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:04:07.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>market FAILURE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Don’t usually believe in miracles. But I really hope it can happen. Not everything is absolute. Look at the Chelsea vs Liverpool match. Just when I thought I would see many goals fly into the Chelsea net due to the absence of Cech, the blues still proved strong and owned the skippers. Malouda can somehow do his magic at the 90th minute. I’m loving it. Maybe its just because I did not watch the match with the usual bunch, or the fact that I did not bet. Well now I’m just hoping that a miracle can still happen for me, even after the dreadful economics paper. Everything from the promo revision package came out. I mugged that so hard. Somehow just not able to produce it in the exam hall. Screwed I am. No more arts stuff. Here comes Chemistry and Mathematics. I better ace Chinese too. Can’t wait for all these to end. Then again the enjoyment would be a short-lived 5 days. Who cares, I’m totally going to rock out this 5 days. Now back to finding the rate of reactions, drawing Reaction pathway diagrams, memorising the bond shapes/angles and calculating moles. Ciao.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt; Yihao Failure: The case in which DISTRACTIONS cause me to be unable to ALLOCATE time EFFICIENTLY to study properly, resulting in INSANITY and WELFARE LOSS.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; and I wonder if its just another failure on my part&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-5339586917093752822?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/5339586917093752822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/5339586917093752822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#5339586917093752822' title='market FAILURE'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-8162003956224239681</id><published>2009-10-04T02:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T02:00:00.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SseRHFKpl7I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xqWLu3UxzCQ/s1600-h/RIP.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="RIP" border="0" alt="RIP" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SseRH9L-zxI/AAAAAAAAAaA/XZdTPI6NpNY/RIP_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="208" height="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Wooo. Got past History and GP on Friday. Didn’t manage to complete the GP comprehension. Curses… Essay went well…I guess. History was horrible. 2 things happened. Most of the things I studied did not come out. Then I had a mental block. I just couldn’t seem to remember any of the content that I’ve studied. After the first essay, my brain was dead. I remember spending the last hour trying to see what Yingjie was drawing. I think i saw this globe with people around it. And also a nuclear missile. Decided to spend some time drawing one myself. Screw. I think I’m going to retain. AGAIN. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; as the seconds goes by, I’m going to die&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-8162003956224239681?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/8162003956224239681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/8162003956224239681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#8162003956224239681' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SseRH9L-zxI/AAAAAAAAAaA/XZdTPI6NpNY/s72-c/RIP_thumb.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-1939934418869327895</id><published>2009-09-29T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T22:21:12.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SsIXzrnJKQI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ZfW1sPsNA6w/s1600-h/8317_273404700430_805820430_8914070_3226400_n%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="8317_273404700430_805820430_8914070_3226400_n" border="0" alt="8317_273404700430_805820430_8914070_3226400_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SsIX0CexORI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Aj3jwUIN7EA/8317_273404700430_805820430_8914070_3226400_n_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="292" height="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SsIX02HhmFI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/kr1MELDc6EQ/s1600-h/8317_273420855430_805820430_8914541_1177510_n%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="8317_273420855430_805820430_8914541_1177510_n" border="0" alt="8317_273420855430_805820430_8914541_1177510_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SsIX1b_stCI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/cgszp5qEMtk/8317_273420855430_805820430_8914541_1177510_n_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="221" height="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Life’s been tough on me. Really. Too much information that needs to not just go into my head but stay there. At least until I’m done with my promos. Celebrated Sandy’s birthday last Thursday. Can’t believe she got drunk on Sake. Went to visit my dear friend on Sunday. Guess he’s all the same. He’s always the same. How I wish he could just go into my dreams tonight and tell me my GP essay and History question and answers. I swear I was close to dreaming about him on Monday during maths lecture until the teacher woke me up. HAHAHAHA. I really need the question and answer man. IF YOU CAN HEAR ME or HEARD ME ON SUNDAY, PLEASE GIVE ME THE QUESTION AND ANSWERS!!! I swear I will burn you anything you want. House, car, credit card, LCD TV, Wii or even iPod. I swear now everything also have. Please you rock! xD&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-1939934418869327895?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1939934418869327895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1939934418869327895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#1939934418869327895' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SsIX0CexORI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Aj3jwUIN7EA/s72-c/8317_273404700430_805820430_8914070_3226400_n_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-5359187912626319713</id><published>2009-09-22T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:09:41.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SrjMjtJd80I/AAAAAAAAAZk/AeaKXh7U8Mo/s1600-h/lol%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="lol" border="0" alt="lol" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SrjMlGOXaOI/AAAAAAAAAZo/UJk81bsiEFo/lol_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="537" height="686" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Curse this guy…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-5359187912626319713?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/5359187912626319713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/5359187912626319713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#5359187912626319713' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SrjMlGOXaOI/AAAAAAAAAZo/UJk81bsiEFo/s72-c/lol_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-5875700240396145413</id><published>2009-09-21T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T18:07:35.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;一个人拿着那束花&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;一个人等着你的回答&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;但依然看不见你那长发&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;也依然无法说出想说的话&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;你说我们只是朋友&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;我永远牵不到你的手&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;但我不相信这是永久&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;我还想给你我的所有&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;一个人喝着闷酒&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;心里想这是与否&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;我不会轻易的放手&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;因为我相信还有以后&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;以后还能和你十指紧扣&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;在那浪漫的午后&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;在无人的街上走&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;说这对彼此的感受&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; if love was a song, I’d be the melody and you’d be the lyrics&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-5875700240396145413?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/5875700240396145413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/5875700240396145413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#5875700240396145413' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-691599244149150276</id><published>2009-09-19T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T23:28:04.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Despite the fact that its not what I wanted to hear, I’m really glad I know now. Sure I don’t want to spoil anything right now. I want it to stay the way it has always been. Yup! I truly do. Sometimes the truth hurts and I totally understand it. I’ll never change no matter what happens. That’s just me. I’m just the kind who would rather have everything remain the same rather than risk losing it all. I’m a gambler, but the stakes are too high now. That’s why I didn’t put it all in. I still want to stay on that poker table to enjoy the game some more. I don’t want to leave just yet. Now I should be fine after a few cans of Carlsberg. Just leave me be.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; I’ll let my world revolve around yours. Be that orbiting moon around you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-691599244149150276?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/691599244149150276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/691599244149150276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#691599244149150276' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-1949651983417127603</id><published>2009-09-16T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T21:57:43.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Its really not your fault. You just remind me of my past. How silly I was then and there. Then again. Who cares anyway. I believe i got over it long and good.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Life’s been forgiving to me. Too forgiving sometimes. I just know that at some point of time, I will suffer the dear consequences. I tried, I really did. I tried to put in my 110%. But honestly its not as easy as it seems. Yihao you need to focus! Focus at the important task at hand. Leave all the rest behind. Now just pass your damn promos so that you won’t waste another year. And of course, get over with my driving stuff.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Luck isn’t exactly on my side is it. There I was fed up that my IC no. missed the first prize, resulting in me not buying for this week. AND THERE IT WENT. 6523 CAME ON EXACTLY ON STARTERS. Cursed…just when I really needed the extra buck…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-1949651983417127603?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1949651983417127603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1949651983417127603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#1949651983417127603' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-2069150268267347353</id><published>2009-09-13T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T23:17:57.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hate to have that reluctance in me. Reluctant to return to school. This one week holiday felt so short. Less than 48 hours of this 9 day break was really pure enjoyment. The rest was really forcing myself to study. How I wish I can just have one more day of rest. That 24 hours of lying on my bed after 5 tequila shots would be really nice I swear.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hate this feeling of emptiness. Makes me think of what I have actually done so far. Those that were right and those that were wrong. Its always nice to be reminiscing about the joyful past. But they are usually accompanied by the dreadful truth of having to face the current reality.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hate that feeling of loneliness. Walking back home on a lonely night. No friends to be by my side. Worst still, seeing a carefree band of brothers who just seem like they have no considerations of others and nothing else to do or that lovely couple smiling and walking hand in hand. Yes it does make me jealous. Maybe I shouldn’t be whining. I’ve had my fair share of company this whole week. Loved it. Now I shall just drown myself in Olivia Ong’s sweet voice while I enter nightmare land. Behold the terror of school.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; ps: fucking knnbccb. 4D 1st prize: 6524&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; My IC no. : 6523&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; ……fml&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; I’m glad they gave a damn, I still trust them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-2069150268267347353?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2069150268267347353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2069150268267347353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#2069150268267347353' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-6689404838519224539</id><published>2009-09-09T04:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:49:41.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Sqa86DPoPKI/AAAAAAAAAZc/sctgt7pU7TQ/s1600-h/2873630467_5e77e98ee5%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: 0px" title="2873630467_5e77e98ee5" border="0" alt="2873630467_5e77e98ee5" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Sqa86kGe5rI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ZCal72gl4Vw/2873630467_5e77e98ee5_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I cannot emphasize more about friendship. Those close to me should know how much I value it. Not as simple as how long you know the person or how much you hang out together. But deep down, its the mutual understanding. Sometimes a bit of chemistry. Its those moment when he/she knows what you’re thinking or what you’re going to say before you even have time to blink or express it. Its those people whom you know share the same sentiments and common experiences. Its those times where you offer to foot the bill not because there’s a hot babe sitting opposite you or that you’re asking for the sake of it but really just want to return your friends a favour for simply being your friend and knowing that they will probably think the same and insist on paying. Its these things in life that you are able to measure friendship. Something you cannot measure in any other terms. Forged many new friendships recently and I just know that they are friends to keep. I know my friends aren’t exactly angels. Though they can’t lead my through the path of light, but at least I know they can bring my out of the woods alive with survival skills learnt. Many things have happened and it really made me reflect. A good wake up call and mind exercise indeed. Life’s short, treasure it. True friendship lasts forever, but you still have to treasure it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Three cheers for eternity. Cheers to my best buddies, you know who you are. Cheers to my new friendships. Cheers to my good fortune for knowing each and every one of you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; leave them in the past, this one shall last ;&lt;/em&gt; 真情难求，友情难留&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-6689404838519224539?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6689404838519224539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6689404838519224539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#6689404838519224539' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Sqa86kGe5rI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ZCal72gl4Vw/s72-c/2873630467_5e77e98ee5_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-7861756390970323930</id><published>2009-08-23T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:20:32.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To live and die for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SpFQKy0FAII/AAAAAAAAAZU/vZ7SjJjlvs8/s1600-h/Love%20music%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Love music" border="0" alt="Love music" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SpFQLpiu_0I/AAAAAAAAAZY/sbWv1MgRPS8/Love%20music_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="136" height="136" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A boy was born on an usual night&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;His life thought to be alright&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But so much struggle and so much pain&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Was the price to pay for his fame&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A budding musician a loving husband&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A man who persists ever so often&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A symphony he wrote to express his thoughts&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A piece of music for those who sought&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;His undying love for the woman of his life&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To be repaid by betrayal and lies&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The music reflected his joys his sorrows&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And all the hatred that soon follows&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sounds of cheers in a celebratory fashion&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On this day the joyous occasion&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He let out his inner passion&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For the girl whom he’d hope to be with even in heaven&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Purgatorio oder Inferno - Purgatory through fire&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The title of the movement that showed his anguish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For the outcome of his love his desire&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And yet never a moment did he wish for all that to perish&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Not long after&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The world embraced his departure&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To heaven he did not go but instead to hell&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There he heard nothing else but the sound of bell&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The part of his music he wished he could tell&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“In hell I am but I feel peace”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“I met the devil and he danced with me”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The music began with muffled drums&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A start to his funeral that was sad to some&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“Despite my death my love was seen”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“You alone knows what it means”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“To live for you”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“And to die for you”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Was inspired to write this after I heard Mahler’s 10th symphony. Although there isn’t much relation to his story, its just a story that played in my head when I heard his great work. Fabricated it out of nowhere. Total randomness. Oh wells…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; I could write you a symphony, with that feeling when you’re with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-7861756390970323930?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7861756390970323930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7861756390970323930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#7861756390970323930' title='To live and die for you'/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SpFQLpiu_0I/AAAAAAAAAZY/sbWv1MgRPS8/s72-c/Love%20music_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-1861618929559280106</id><published>2009-08-10T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:48:30.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 44th National Day Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SoBBR8GDGiI/AAAAAAAAAZM/6Q_cSpkm8lY/s1600-h/ndp%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="ndp" border="0" alt="ndp" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SoBBTSeeRkI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/o5S6FWk4jtE/ndp_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="601" height="452" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well well National Day celebrations at TPJC on Friday! Dressing up was fun and it was damn cool to have nearly the whole of 09A05 in ethnic costumes. MANY THANKS to Zahidah for lending me her dad’s baju kurong and songkok (however you spell them) Decided to give picasa a try and made the collage you see there. Quite cool isn't it. Surprisingly not that difficult a task. All that reluctance to go to school tomorrow. Wish this long weekend was longer than just 3 days. Well got to move on and reduce that stack of work. Maths test coming up, followed by econs…and before I know it, it will be promos. If only praying worked.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; there ain’t no sunshine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-1861618929559280106?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1861618929559280106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1861618929559280106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#1861618929559280106' title='Happy 44th National Day Singapore'/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SoBBTSeeRkI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/o5S6FWk4jtE/s72-c/ndp_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-2621310197503008183</id><published>2009-08-06T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:41:48.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;And so tomorrow’s national day celebration in school! Thanks to it I can still catch Criminal minds despite it being delayed due to that weird national day telemovie “this is our home”. Tomorrow is going to be fun! Well I hope it will be. I’m wearing the Baju Kurong I borrowed from Zahidah! Shall be malay for a day. Cool huh. A little randomness earlier. Was talking to xiaojia and she happened to mention about Joanna Wang’s new album. Coincidentally, both of us were listening to it at that very moment! =D Well off for my Thursdays TV session. Tata!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; for you, everything is worth it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-2621310197503008183?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2621310197503008183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2621310197503008183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#2621310197503008183' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-8595103490391990306</id><published>2009-08-03T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:27:32.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:6bdea65d-31ca-448f-ad78-baa28b9729bd" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div id="ab00d8b9-38f4-48a1-9a7c-1178dd9cd012" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bqT4VnnEU0M&amp;amp;feature=related" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Sng3Q7XkbCI/AAAAAAAAAZI/z5_58bV6A60/videocae5eca888de%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('ab00d8b9-38f4-48a1-9a7c-1178dd9cd012'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/bqT4VnnEU0M&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/bqT4VnnEU0M&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chris Daughtry’s version of Poker Face. I swear it is much better than the original. “Poke her face~~ poke her face~~”&amp;#160; Totally in love with it. They say life’s a gamble. I think its only partially true. Not all the time do you have to really bet it on a chance. Sometimes this opportunity presents itself and all you got to do is grab it. Life shouldn’t just be a game of luck. There is definitely some effort required in order to succeed. I say life’s like playing poker and I happen to have that poker face. An unfair advantage over the rest. Now I got to try some deceiving methods, grab that chance when it comes and win those chips over. BIG MONEY!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; club him with a spade, then melt her heart with a diamond&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-8595103490391990306?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/8595103490391990306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/8595103490391990306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#8595103490391990306' title='Poker'/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Sng3Q7XkbCI/AAAAAAAAAZI/z5_58bV6A60/s72-c/videocae5eca888de%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-6964598681009445301</id><published>2009-08-01T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T01:38:10.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SnMr_qOccJI/AAAAAAAAAY8/fXJZ9FLY0Xw/s1600-h/panama_dream_job%5B4%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="panama_dream_job" border="0" alt="panama_dream_job" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SnMsAQeZQ8I/AAAAAAAAAZA/dQXESPIsrrQ/panama_dream_job_thumb%5B2%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="185" height="185" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well had a really good chat with Yogi just now over dinner. Touched on my topics that I’d feel interests me right now. The first is definitely band. (as always) Wondered how TPJCSW will turn out under this new leadership. Then again as one of the leaders I guess I should refrain from wondering. I shouldn’t be wondering but should instead be the one to make a difference in this band of mine. It will turn out good. I do not hope that it will, but I know it will be. Had to do some stock check and cleaning the band room today. It was partially a bonding for the SLs and Exco which was good. Today was the first time I practiced in a while too. Actually I wouldn’t consider it practicing, more like playing around. Noticed that i sounded quite crappy. Time to practice! Been missing band a lot too. I’m craving for the NYP band room air! Totally looking forward to Philyouth resuming but ironically reluctant to embrace the tough repertoire that’s expected for the year end concert.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chatted with Yogi about school and studies as well. Somehow it linked to what we’d do in the future. What will I do if I did successfully get my business degree. Will I start my own business? End up being a conductor like Mr. Chiang? Tempting. But there’s still a long way to go! Perhaps I could be a teacher. This thought crossed my mind only in recent years. Felt that teaching could be quite fulfilling despite being such a pain in the ass for my teachers. Irony of life isn’t it. Perhaps music teacher would be most suitable but its not the only thing I hope to teach. It would be nice if I could be a teacher at VS and get the chance to be a part of VSCB as a teacher instead. Maybe after earning enough money, starting a music company would be really ideal. A company that provides music education, repairs and instrument sales. Guess all these will be accompanied by the hardship of going through education itself before becoming an educator. Yes dream on Yihao and it might just turn into reality. But first, I’ll have to finish this A level course. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; “Creating history by causing a chemical explosion with a bit of calculations, ceteris paribus”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-6964598681009445301?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6964598681009445301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6964598681009445301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#6964598681009445301' title='Dream?'/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SnMsAQeZQ8I/AAAAAAAAAZA/dQXESPIsrrQ/s72-c/panama_dream_job_thumb%5B2%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-6530851803997652514</id><published>2009-07-29T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:05:15.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E-How, E-learnt</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;And so…It was E-Learning today. Thought it’d be much better than going to school but now, i beg to differ. Totally screwed up the quizzes. First it was GP where I missed the whole last part, then I ran out of time for Maths and Chemistry. So annoying. Well I guess there are good points. I get to do my work at the comforts of home and also catch some extra sleep.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Quite a couple of stuff has been going on. First was Great grandma’s 88th birthday on Sunday. We booked 4 tables in a restaurant to celebrate. How often do you get to celebrate someone’s 88th birthday. And being able to see the whole family get together for such an occasion is just wonderful. =) Band handover was over too. I’m the student conductor and section leader. I can foresee more workload and responsibilities. Oh wells I can only hope that the new exco can work well and do the band proud! I realized I’m actually quite detached from the band. Maybe its the age gap. =X Ahhh got to get to know the band better in order to work well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Been procrastinating a lot lately. Keep telling myself to stay within my schedule and finish what I’m suppose to do but I just can’t resist the temptation of simple going out to chill. Just last Saturday, I decided to enjoy a bit of river breeze at Clarke quay and some nice seafood at Manhattan fish market. Of course it wasn’t that simple. Like I’ve always mentioned, I’m the kind of guy who loves the company of friends. I’m more than willing to pay for a day’s enjoyment as long as everyone is happy at the end of the day. No one should come to me sad. If you do, I’ll probably feel obliged to cheer you up in whatever way I could so you’ll at least walk away happy. That’s enough for now. YIHAO! DO YOUR WORK!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; portal to heaven, gateway to hell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-6530851803997652514?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6530851803997652514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6530851803997652514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#6530851803997652514' title='E-How, E-learnt'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-304007220932361461</id><published>2009-07-22T21:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T21:34:19.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:a2e34358-13af-4701-a238-71983d32dc06" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div id="a1d3deaf-6416-4be4-a6dd-3fb6468be966" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0v3d6SFcDys" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SmcVVwjc6RI/AAAAAAAAAY4/YfZ583p04cQ/video61722ae40641%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('a1d3deaf-6416-4be4-a6dd-3fb6468be966'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Been in love with this song for very long. Really love the arrangement and the fact that this dad arranged it for his daughter. How I wish I could be good enough someday to do this for my loved ones. Or even better still have a wife who is pro enough to compose for me! HAHAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A thought that I’ve held on long enough. I just don’t understand why some people can’t keep their opinions or thoughts to themselves. I don’t understand why other are expected the bear the burden of your dreams. Or why you have to let your emotions affect mine. If you’re truly caring, you’ll suffer alone like how I’d rather be, instead of dragging you into the picture. I’m different from you, definitely. I very much prefer to keep my feelings to myself. Sometimes its largely personal so much so that I do not want to share it. I’m definitely not worth your trust so don’t tell me everything. Its a good idea to leave some thoughts to yourself. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I also thought that we humans should be able to avoid prickly topics or sense negative reactions from a conversation. I guess its as simple as it seems. If there are things I do not wish to hear, I’ll hint to you and not tell you straight in the face. Its a form of courtesy. But if hints aren’t taken, then don’t blame me for being direct and hurtful. There’s always things I do not wish to talk about. Or things I have no interest in talking about. Worst still, there are people whom I do not wish to talk to. Please do understand from my point of view. I know sometimes I think highly of myself to the extent I’m proud and stubborn. Correction: I admit I’m always proud when I think I can be. Thrash me in every aspect you can and I’ll bow down to you. I’m dead sure you don’t know me and I have no interest in letting you know.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; 死心吧。 Viva la love story…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-304007220932361461?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/304007220932361461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/304007220932361461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#304007220932361461' title='Vida'/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SmcVVwjc6RI/AAAAAAAAAY4/YfZ583p04cQ/s72-c/video61722ae40641%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-2681974803746794656</id><published>2009-07-20T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T22:32:25.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sick again. I swear I haven “Chao Keng” for a long time. But recently I keep falling sick. Nose running like a tap, cough coming every beat (crotchet = 60) and temperature that would probably keep me out of school. Wonder if I should be happy or not. Happy that I get to skip school? Or not happy because of this damned illness. Just like me winning $6. Happy or not? This illness has prevented me from picking up the love of my life. Couldn’t practice since the last time I recorded that song. Suffering from flute withdrawal symptoms. Perhaps its a good thing too, it gives me time to focus time on the other stuff i need to do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To Do List:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Practice and study for ABRSM (possibly)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Enroll and start driving lessons&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Do my HOMEWORK&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Study (as much as I don’t want to)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Settle the few projects&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;REALLY pack my room&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Exercise&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-2681974803746794656?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2681974803746794656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2681974803746794656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#2681974803746794656' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-6116019275660383468</id><published>2009-07-18T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T00:22:32.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Decided to take my flute out today. Tried something and recorded it. 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To me, Life should probably be lived to the fullest. It should be lived in a way you want it to be. With regrets and mistakes along the way, but no regrets at the end of that road. What am I doing in my life? There were probably mistakes I made and regretted. Only the future awaits. I’ll promise myself to do what I think is worth doing and also do what I truly want. Some people are gradually forgotten after their death. In fact, most are. “You’ll always be remembered” is a line commonly heard at those emotional and dreaded Goodbyes. What do you want to be remembered for? Like MJ, would he would be remembered for his great music, dance moves and charitable personality that he was famous for? Or would he be remembered for the infamous things he did. This is the point where the thin line fades and life coincides with death. Life determines what you are after Death. Despite the contrasting emotions you feel at the birth of Life of at the Death, all these emotions come from your heart. That is similarity between differences.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; life is the beginning, death the conclusion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-2925124963375101304?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2925124963375101304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2925124963375101304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#2925124963375101304' title='Life &amp;amp; Death'/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SlTE1ys_gFI/AAAAAAAAAYw/0AuC22V8d1w/s72-c/1418068904_19d37efa10_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-3415127968661608371</id><published>2009-06-28T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T00:00:22.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Sko2kozkT_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/g6KdYyPIJQI/s1600-h/4797_204756070430_805820430_7388751_2547144_n%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="4797_204756070430_805820430_7388751_2547144_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="307" alt="4797_204756070430_805820430_7388751_2547144_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Sko2lUM7oDI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ev6CsLXaoHg/4797_204756070430_805820430_7388751_2547144_n_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="408" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bumblebees and the Queen Bee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What a tiring day… Gaming till late yesterday and only manage to catch around 4 hours of sleep before going for rehearsal. Performance was at 3pm today. First thing I shall blog about will be TIMMY. His girlfriend was in Sydney and decided to fly in earlier than she has told him to surprise him. She kind of planned with me to lure him out and all. Thought it was really sweet. =) Then comes the Beautiful Sunday performance. Despite having troubles from the sudden switch of part just YESTERDAY from 2nd flute to 1st flute, I still managed to pull it through. The bumblebee was simply awesome and Mr Chiang just shocked us with a “do you want to hear it again?” which was promptly followed by audiences shouting Encore. Next thing we know we are playing the bee AGAIN. Good thing our practices paid off. It was really good. At least in my own opinion. Many thanks to Ralph and Simon and Yogi for making the bumblebee possible. Following the concert Me and Ralph still had to go back to NYP for Phil winds rehearsal. We were totally dead by then. Not to mention that he was the one who gamed with me last night and performed the bumblebee together TWICE. Though tiring, it was really satisfying today. But I think the fatigue is really killing me. Feel kind of sick now. Got exam tomorrow. Good Game.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-3415127968661608371?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/3415127968661608371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/3415127968661608371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#3415127968661608371' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Sko2lUM7oDI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ev6CsLXaoHg/s72-c/4797_204756070430_805820430_7388751_2547144_n_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-3381589949295290468</id><published>2009-06-19T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T20:19:10.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;my favourite song right now =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Until You're Mine&lt;/strong&gt; -Demi Lovato &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My state of mind    &lt;br /&gt;has finally got the best of me    &lt;br /&gt;I need you next to me    &lt;br /&gt;I'll try to find     &lt;br /&gt;a way that I can get to you    &lt;br /&gt;Just wanna get to you    &lt;br /&gt;The world I see is perfect now    &lt;br /&gt;you're all around    &lt;br /&gt;with you I can breath&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Until you're mine     &lt;br /&gt;I have to find     &lt;br /&gt;A way to fill this hole inside    &lt;br /&gt;I can't survive    &lt;br /&gt;Without you here by my side    &lt;br /&gt;Until you're mine    &lt;br /&gt;Not gonna be    &lt;br /&gt;Even close to complete    &lt;br /&gt;I won't rest until you're mine    &lt;br /&gt;Mine    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Alone inside    &lt;br /&gt;I can only hear your voice    &lt;br /&gt;Ringing threw the noise    &lt;br /&gt;Can't find my mind    &lt;br /&gt;Keeps on coming back to you    &lt;br /&gt;Always back to you    &lt;br /&gt;Wanting something out of reach     &lt;br /&gt;it's killing me    &lt;br /&gt;You're all I see     &lt;br /&gt;Yeah    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Just stop wondering   &lt;br /&gt;If we were meant to be    &lt;br /&gt;Forget about fate    &lt;br /&gt;And just hold me    &lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to begin    &lt;br /&gt;Our waiting has to end     &lt;br /&gt;Right now    &lt;br /&gt;Today    &lt;br /&gt;I've gotta find a way    &lt;br /&gt;Yeah    &lt;br /&gt;Mine&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Until you're mine    &lt;br /&gt;Until you're mine    &lt;br /&gt;I have to find     &lt;br /&gt;a way to fill this hole inside    &lt;br /&gt;I can't survive    &lt;br /&gt;Without you here by my side    &lt;br /&gt;Until you're mine    &lt;br /&gt;Not gonna be    &lt;br /&gt;Even close to complete    &lt;br /&gt;I won't rest until you're mine    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My state of mind    &lt;br /&gt;Has finally got the best of me    &lt;br /&gt;I need you next to me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-3381589949295290468?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/3381589949295290468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/3381589949295290468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#3381589949295290468' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-8646127291359873037</id><published>2009-06-17T00:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T00:45:13.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SjfMFG-RqfI/AAAAAAAAAYc/RVOegJxqano/s1600-h/2871203008_51f758b844%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="2871203008_51f758b844" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="164" alt="2871203008_51f758b844" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SjfMF1RjuHI/AAAAAAAAAYg/eYxCrURCg-A/2871203008_51f758b844_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes its those little things in life that we noticed. Its those little things we did that we hoped someone out there noticed it. Its not easy to find friends who understands and knows what’s on your mind without you saying a single word. I treasure such friendships. I really do. Amongst all that hustle and bustle, what I needed to hear was a simple “MmmHmm”. That simple affirmation that tells me I’m always on the right track and the assurance that I’ll be dragged back on the path if I happen to stray off. Its something that even the keenest kin cannot give. Its something you would expect and hope to receive from the ones you trust with all your heart and soul. A friend is one who accepts your present. A good friend is one who can forget about your past. A best friend is one who cares for your future. Back to back, they never bothered what you lack. Hand in hand, that friendship never end.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;; &lt;em&gt;the joy she reeks, that joy I seek&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-8646127291359873037?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/8646127291359873037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/8646127291359873037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#8646127291359873037' title='Friendship'/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SjfMF1RjuHI/AAAAAAAAAYg/eYxCrURCg-A/s72-c/2871203008_51f758b844_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-991668369728628744</id><published>2009-05-31T00:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T00:54:06.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The night at Jonny’s place was simply awesome. Reminisced about all that past. I really missed VS. Thanks to Jon’s birthday, we had an unofficial gathering of most of the VS buddies and many other great friends. Simply great to see all of them and simply gambled/wii-ed/drank. So much happened in one night, so many people. Its one of the good times I’d love to save into memory. Its one of those that words can’t describe. This bunch will always be the greatest buddies.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; times like this we reminisce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-991668369728628744?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/991668369728628744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/991668369728628744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#991668369728628744' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-7976437140190244573</id><published>2009-05-25T01:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T01:32:57.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Shouldn’t be blogging right now. But oh wells whatever. Shall put work aside one more time! Been a really nice weekend! Shall start off with an account of Saturday’s activities. Woke up early to meet the rest of 4i at city hall before going for RAPHAEL ONG’s WEDDING! Very cool wedding! It was at Singapore Art Museum. What’s cooler is that he’s from SJI and the SAM is at the old SJI place. What’s coolest is that both he and Diane are teachers! So having a wedding at a “school” has its significance. RO was handsome for once, though his Mohawk hair, tight pants and thick spectacles really doesn’t make him look like he’s getting married nor our teacher. He’s the funniest guy I swear. He can even say the vows wrongly. After which I went back to VS for alumni practice. Very few were around and we tried the Disney Prince Medley. Hopefully can get more alumnus back to play. Then there was VJC Majestia! Great to see all the familiar faces both on stage as well as in the audience. The St pats guys are forever dam funny. I felt like some Santa clause going around to give flower and lollipops. Sorry to those I didn’t give! Probably forgot or I just didn’t see you! Left with Bing Ran and Kun Yi for supper and the usual nice chit-chat. I wasted my Sunday away, sleeping till 4pm. Then met up with PW group to settle some stuff and eat dinner! After which we went popular and end up laughing at this coxford dictionary. Happen to say Si Hui there too. How coincidental. Ahh wells shall stop here… bed time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-7976437140190244573?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7976437140190244573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7976437140190244573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#7976437140190244573' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-7976306626847413598</id><published>2009-05-21T00:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T00:30:38.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/ShQwKyVhExI/AAAAAAAAAYU/aUaBBE0r7Sc/s1600-h/Love%20music%5B5%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="Love music" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="123" alt="Love music" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/ShQwLbJORjI/AAAAAAAAAYY/-mba8WTkPjQ/Love%20music_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="123" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sports day today. Boring lame nonsense. End up spending most of the time playing cards. Coped Si hui’s edurace meal voucher. Weeee free lunch. Though it just school food… but still its free! =D Won Ying Jie in Chinese chess! OWNED YJ! Went to Vivo to catch Night at the Museum 2 with Nat &amp;amp; Amanda. Many thanks to mummy dearest for the free tickets HAHA. Great and funny day. Especially when Amanda hit her head. HAHA &amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought I got over it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;No I really did get over it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;But there’s nothing wrong with missing that voice and face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;that voice and face that&amp;#160; still makes my heart race&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; but I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain, and its 2am and I’m cursing your name, you’re so in love that you act insane, and that’s the way I loved you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-7976306626847413598?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7976306626847413598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7976306626847413598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#7976306626847413598' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/ShQwLbJORjI/AAAAAAAAAYY/-mba8WTkPjQ/s72-c/Love%20music_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-1184647005216480749</id><published>2009-05-20T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:04:37.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/ShLYkYiPePI/AAAAAAAAAYM/r-I1of0EbbE/s1600-h/n805820430_6847385_6438490%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="n805820430_6847385_6438490" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="344" alt="n805820430_6847385_6438490" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/ShLYlAWTTJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/OZlwN6EqcbE/n805820430_6847385_6438490_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yes yes here I am updating my blog. Happy Natalie? hahahaha. Had a great great great time on Sunday. Even though I had to drag myself out of bed early morning despite the late sleep I had the previous night, I just felt so energetic after awhile. Its performance day perhaps. Every performance day will give me this feeling all over again. Fortunately the performance turned out awesome! Absolutely great. Except for that small problem in Imagine. HAHA I’m so guilty for not sorting it correctly. Other than that I felt that i played way better than during rehearsal. Some of the tpjcsw people came to watch! Thanks loads to you all especially for the baton! My parents were watching too together with my grandma. Glad they had the chance to hear my performance after missing so many concerts. The performance was really really great especially in front of a HUGE crowd. Khai Boon did really exceptionally well for his solo in imagine. Really loved it. Went to Cafe Iguana for dinner and a some drink. Lets just say I’m absolutely in love with that tequila rose. =) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-1184647005216480749?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1184647005216480749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1184647005216480749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#1184647005216480749' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/ShLYlAWTTJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/OZlwN6EqcbE/s72-c/n805820430_6847385_6438490_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-3994558215080964208</id><published>2009-05-09T12:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:53:40.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SgU5w_L_HlI/AAAAAAAAAX8/tDFE7huN6hM/s1600-h/4233_102557571146_571731146_3031566_368822_n%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="4233_102557571146_571731146_3031566_368822_n" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="329" alt="4233_102557571146_571731146_3031566_368822_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SgU5xQuyAOI/AAAAAAAAAYA/O3RvwM33pHU/4233_102557571146_571731146_3031566_368822_n_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="437" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SgU5xz36o4I/AAAAAAAAAYE/5IRF247Bh10/s1600-h/2870_1091421458133_1604425304_210655_4740588_n%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="2870_1091421458133_1604425304_210655_4740588_n" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="328" alt="2870_1091421458133_1604425304_210655_4740588_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SgU5ywmxDUI/AAAAAAAAAYI/OQwUCTrhiSM/2870_1091421458133_1604425304_210655_4740588_n_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="437" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;SYF is over! Not the desired results but I personally feel we did extremely well. No doubt about it. After all that hard work we put in together, from every sectionals to combine practices. All that long hours we put inSuper proud of TPJCSW! =D Now that SYF is over, got to switch my focus back to my studies and also to Philyouth. Trying to find time to get started with driving lessons too. Hope to get my license soon!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today’s my birthday! A very big thank you to everyone who has wished me! Had a very good time last night! First went out with some of my classmates, and then met up with Weijie, Han and&amp;#160; Zhiyang for dinner &amp;amp; ice cream at Swenson's. Been awhile since I saw them and it was great to catch up with them (other than weijie whom I see everyday at school) Saw some really real but cheap jerseys at the pasar malam. Too bad the Chelsea one didn’t fit me. =/ Then it was chilling at night with br &amp;amp; kun. =D Oh by the way, I WANT PRESENTS! I’ve even made a wish list. HAHA (so thick skin)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strike&gt;A black tote bag! &lt;/strike&gt;(thx br n gang!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Wallet!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Slippers!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sneakers!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Watch!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chelsea Jersey! (HAHA)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Clothes! (more won’t hurt =p)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Conductor Baton (for fun xD) &lt;/strike&gt;(Thx jonnehs n gang!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-3994558215080964208?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/3994558215080964208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/3994558215080964208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#3994558215080964208' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SgU5xQuyAOI/AAAAAAAAAYA/O3RvwM33pHU/s72-c/4233_102557571146_571731146_3031566_368822_n_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-1641782780790121293</id><published>2009-04-24T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:12:23.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School so far</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I cannot believe my luck. Wonder why I can get away with things sometimes. And ridiculously do well for tests when no effort was put in. Chao Keng is the way to go. Been struggling with GP though. Can’t seem to get it right. Had band sound check at TRCC today. But had no time to go find Simon. I think I’m a real perfectionist when it comes to music. Noticed that I’ll get frustrated when things don’t seem to sound right. Call me a music freak if you want. I’ll admit it. But then again I haven’t been putting in enough effort too. The irony of it all. I really need a way to fight of nervousness on stage. My stage fright is getting worst lately. No longer can rely on that small dose of alcohol to calm me down before every performance. HAHA. I really want TPJC to get the gold. Really want it badly. Hopefully I won’t be the burden that cause the band to slip up. Effort and hard work is definitely needed. Note to self: Nil Sine Labore&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; sacrifice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-1641782780790121293?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1641782780790121293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1641782780790121293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#1641782780790121293' title='School so far'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-1061582319631764899</id><published>2009-04-20T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:36:24.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Been awhile since I blogged. Had an exchange last Saturday at HCI. Didn’t play my best. It was nowhere near my best I would say. Guess its the nervousness of having so many people I know watching. There were the VJ people, VS people in the other JCs, a few phil winds people and of course Shi Fu (Mr Leng). Was super relieved after the performance too and glad that I get to see the VJ people! =D Only Isabella knew how nervous it could be and how happy it was to see old friends! On a serious note, we didn’t exactly perform very well. There’s a lot more to work on to achieve what we want. SYF is a real pain indeed. Never liked the idea of competition in music. But then again it can always be seen as a healthy judging to push every to a greater height! Its really tiring me out quite a bit though. Was a bit unwell and tired on Sunday but still dragged myself to meet Yogi and Sandy then go for practice. Somehow I just enjoy Phil Youth practices. Rouhui was asking if py took up a lot of time. Though I’m deprived of my Sundays I never felt it was a chore to go for practices. Never really understood why though.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; passion and love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-1061582319631764899?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1061582319631764899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1061582319631764899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#1061582319631764899' title=''/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-7179026395355275346</id><published>2009-04-06T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:59:55.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SeCiSEq6YeI/AAAAAAAAAXM/HfZlY2PvDKo/s1600-h/P03-04-09_22.11%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P03-04-09_22.11" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="271" alt="P03-04-09_22.11" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SeCiSkGysSI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/OeiAew5c5B0/P03-04-09_22.11_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Birthday Boys&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SeCiTDFxDNI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Fmq7uQs1lus/s1600-h/P03-04-09_22.15%5B01%5D%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P03-04-09_22.15[01]" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="272" alt="P03-04-09_22.15[01]" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SeCiTiB_mJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/CKa-jR-6Ht0/P03-04-09_22.15%5B01%5D_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Buddies&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SeCiUGoAQ5I/AAAAAAAAAXc/oy5Qx3xYW5w/s1600-h/P03-04-09_22.17%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P03-04-09_22.17" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="295" alt="P03-04-09_22.17" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SeCiUXuBiHI/AAAAAAAAAXg/p_p8wO00hFA/P03-04-09_22.17_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ice Cream Buffet!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SeCiUGoAQ5I/AAAAAAAAAXk/mci3pHaE9Yo/s1600-h/P03-04-09_22.17%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SeCiVEJjKOI/AAAAAAAAAXo/HwBZz-ltQwQ/s1600-h/P04-04-09_11.21%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P04-04-09_11.21" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="373" alt="P04-04-09_11.21" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SeCiVg4cJeI/AAAAAAAAAXs/1psB2UeHSlQ/P04-04-09_11.21_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jun Yan and his Newspapers&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SeCiWPSBjHI/AAAAAAAAAX0/tLuToN6rfYE/s1600-h/DSC08344%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC08344" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="350" alt="DSC08344" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SeCiWhQadjI/AAAAAAAAAX4/pTlroOLXRUM/DSC08344_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Saw this this in a car. HAHA&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Stayed over on Friday night at Brandon’s place after eating Yuki-Yaki with the usual gang to celebrate Jason and Brandon’s birthday. The rabbit game on wii is super funny I swear. Love it totally. Played poker using the chips we bought Brandon for his birthday! Fortunately luck was on my side, despite playing against a bunch of people who are wearing red underwear. HAHA apparently that doesn’t help. Had a couple of rounds of pool too. Totally deproved… No longer as good as those days where I used to play EVERYDAY after school. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Had to go for newspaper collection the next day. Can you imagine having to do all that labour after like 1 hour of sleep? Anyway, went there abit early so I went to grab something to eat then meet up with Tanya who happened to be early too. Can’t believe we actually went playground to play while waiting. Deprived childhoods. The newspaper collection was actually very fun! My group was super efficient unlike the other group =p We finished earlier and had to help them. tsk tsk tsk. Went to eat at pizza hut with Natalie, Zahidah, Nasha, Paul, Jun yan and Zahidah’s friend Nick. Nasha took out her Reader digest and there was this weird blob on it so she decided to dump it. I toss it to the other seat and lied to the waiter without blinking when he asked if it was mine. HAHA I’m such a good liar. Do not trust me. Went home to rest abit and headed out again for a movie. Watched Shinjuku Incident. I think its really good movie. Liked the story but its abit disgusting with all that hack and slash (especially slashing off hand….twice) Some things are also left unexplained. But I still like it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today started off normally. Waking up at the usual 12pm, eat, bathe and head for practice. Went dinner with Sheqal and Amanda at bugis afterwards. Wanted to shop for a bag and wallet but couldn’t find anything nice. Well that gives me the excuse to go shop again. HAHA. I think I’m quite a shopaholic for a guy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; twinkle twinkle little star, explode explode supernova&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-7179026395355275346?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7179026395355275346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7179026395355275346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#7179026395355275346' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SeCiSkGysSI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/OeiAew5c5B0/s72-c/P03-04-09_22.11_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-7040577283474362267</id><published>2009-04-01T21:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:03:37.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy April Fool’s Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I swear ben and chloe got nothing better to do. Every april fool’s I’ll somehow get tricked by them. I’m starting to think that they had a plan long ago. Apparently he called to tell me he strike 4D 3rd prize $2000. I can’t believe that i actually thought it was true. Wtf was I thinking.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Some results, fail chem by 1 mark, fail GP horribly, pass my history. I assume I flunked maths and hopefully did alright for econs. Band practices have gotten boring and repetitive. Looking forward to exchanges and hope to get over with SYF soon and then get on with the 2 performances with phil youth. Hoping for a break either this friday or saturday to celebrate some birthdays. Soon it shall be mine. =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;ps: an extremely funny podcast (also extremely vulgar) &lt;a title="http://www.mrbrownshow.com/2009/03/30/the-mrbrown-show-army-fighting-language/" href="http://www.mrbrownshow.com/2009/03/30/the-mrbrown-show-army-fighting-language/"&gt;http://www.mrbrownshow.com/2009/03/30/the-mrbrown-show-army-fighting-language/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-7040577283474362267?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7040577283474362267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7040577283474362267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#7040577283474362267' title='Happy April Fool’s Day'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-2919496429887396020</id><published>2009-03-25T21:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:13:06.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Scot3YJIFRI/AAAAAAAAAXE/b4PVqike928/s1600-h/IMG_0526%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_0526" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="IMG_0526" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Scot4ojD5aI/AAAAAAAAAXI/PAuMbfrHNGQ/IMG_0526_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Bored bored bored! That’s what I feel when I’ve got nothing to do. Actually there is a lot to be done but I just do not want to do it. Its about time I do something about the history project as well as pack my uber-messy room. Screwed up my tests totally. Fail NAPFA. Audition didn’t go well. EPIC FAILURE. Forget it.. Speaking of forgetting. I seriously think i got short term memory. I asked nat the same thing twice in like 15 mins? I even replied the same thing. I should see a doctor. Maybe next time I can really be excused when I tell the teacher I forgot to do my work. =p&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-2919496429887396020?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2919496429887396020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2919496429887396020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#2919496429887396020' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Scot4ojD5aI/AAAAAAAAAXI/PAuMbfrHNGQ/s72-c/IMG_0526_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-6059924002963672789</id><published>2009-03-23T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:59:54.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;CPL &amp;amp; Ralph’s Bday&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Scej30mzRkI/AAAAAAAAAW0/JeiRuBu0TeA/s1600-h/n805820430_6200571_2403594%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="n805820430_6200571_2403594" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="286" alt="n805820430_6200571_2403594" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Scej4n77CYI/AAAAAAAAAW4/dT0X39Asgks/n805820430_6200571_2403594_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="379" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;SCREAM!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Scej5hKfjoI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4cmghv6AHZA/s1600-h/P19-03-09_04.50%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P19-03-09_04.50" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="284" alt="P19-03-09_04.50" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Scej6ucM8-I/AAAAAAAAAXA/MIfRGZiAnqA/P19-03-09_04.50_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There goes the holidays. Like they always say, time just seem to fly when you’re having fun. I was definitely having lots of fun since I didn’t do anything that i was really supposed to do. Totally nothing school related at all. That probably explains why I flunked my profiling tests today. There’s still econs tomorrow but here am I blogging instead of studying. Not to mention I spent most of my afternoon/evening sleeping. School wasn’t that bad today except for the dreaded tests. Mr Lim didn’t come today! At least I got that short time off and didn’t felt so zombie-ish as i expected myself to be due to the pathetic 4 hrs sleep I had.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Shall backtrack a bit to the holidays. Went back to VS for their band camp! Solo walk was extremely hilarious and fun as usual. Really amazed at the absurd things that the juniors are willing to say just to ward off “spirits”. Perhaps its seniors like me who have Oscar-deserving acting skills combined with convincing speech abilities that swayed them into following our instructions so blindly. Damn fun to be scaring them in toilets and with the Scream mask. Definitely one of the things I enjoyed most during the holidays. Another happening was the “intensive” practice session with Ralph &amp;amp; Simon at Simon’s house. Our bumblebee didn’t “fly” so well. HAHA. Then there was the audition which didn’t go so well. Mr Chiang was like sniggering throughout. HAHAHA. Shall hope for the best. Also celebrated Po Liang’s birthday followed by Ralph’s. Damn cool cause their birthday is a day apart. Been great fun catching up with them. Especially people like Nathaniel &amp;amp; John whom i haven’t seen for quite awhile. Out of all these holiday activity, I missed out the 4i gathering at RO’s house. Damn it! Bet it was fun. He’s getting married soon so i better not miss his wedding. HEHE.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; I just want you to know the truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-6059924002963672789?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6059924002963672789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6059924002963672789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#6059924002963672789' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/Scej4n77CYI/AAAAAAAAAW4/dT0X39Asgks/s72-c/n805820430_6200571_2403594_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-7534647414126666213</id><published>2009-03-15T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:36:38.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Finally its the holidays. Sadly, everyday of the holidays seem to be filled with something. Something I wish I could be excused from and have the freedom to do nothing. Absolutely nothing at all. I longed for a break from my usual schedule of school work and practicing flute. I guess I'll try to squeeze out any remaining amount of time for me to relax. But there's still that history project to be done, bumblebee to practice, fantasie pastorale hongroise to practice, school work to be done, SYF piece to practice and also Philyouth stuff to do. Haven't really had the time to read that book which I was halfway through recently too. Hais...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Some nice things was going to Mr Chiang's place to see his 1 month old baby girl, Arielle (I think I got the spelling right...) Went with Ralph, Benny~ and Sandy. Met Edwin there too. Mr Chiang's baby is really cute! Ralph made an attempt to carry her and after Mr Chiang took her back, she puked. Hais Ralph... xD After that I went Simpang to meet up with Jonny and the rest to watch Man Utd's agonizing 4-1 defeat to Liverpool. HAHA &amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt; There were alot of us there as we were celebrating Douglas's bday as well. Had a great time chatting with them and hearing Yun Song's stories. Always nice to meet up and catch up with them. =)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was part of my wish not to forget, but to remember every detail.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-7534647414126666213?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7534647414126666213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7534647414126666213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#7534647414126666213' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-2039661040743194413</id><published>2009-03-09T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:08:31.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Been awhile. A lvls results was out on friday. A wide mix of results amongst my friends from the 5As to the 4Ds. Oh wells grats to those who have done well. Hopefully I would be one of those happy ones when its my turn to receive my results. Hoping is one thing, making it come true is another. Shall constantly remind myself to keep up with work and not end up being those people drowned in tears of regret when collecting results. Study study study!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-2039661040743194413?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2039661040743194413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2039661040743194413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#2039661040743194413' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-6457161429203079204</id><published>2009-02-25T19:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T19:16:19.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; School's been fun! Had a camp last week! Love my house Falcon! And my class A05! =D Went back to VS today and find some teachers. But end up spending more time ogling at the girls who came to VS for badminton tournament. HAHA. Starting to feel the hectic JC life. I'm missing the times where homework are usually left undone. HAHA. Got to start training my physical fitness too. 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 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Life's been good! I'm in TPJC! =) Have a very fun class! 09A05. Still can't believe we actually bought food in bulk few days ago. Oh and I was caught for long hair on the first day of school. Total unluckiness... Had a couple of band practice and saw the new people! Hopefully the band will turn out good =) Oh and Mr Chiang's finally a Dad! LOL. Congrats to him. Anyway, I can foresee that band is going to get hectic. So is school work. Guess I really have to forgo my gaming and going out. I hardly touched the Bumblebee and Kohler studies. Actually I've hardly gamed already. Just the usual routine of coming back home, chatting, read a little and then sleep. I've officially turned into a boring person. I really love reading "message in a bottle" by Nicholas sparks though but I'm reading at a super slow pace. Hahahahaha. Ok its time to sleep. Long day tomorrow =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-8589935033533739507?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/8589935033533739507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/8589935033533739507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#8589935033533739507' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-6328686306669446480</id><published>2009-02-05T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:35:47.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Place your playlist on shuffle and use each song title as the answer to the questions as you press next.  &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;br&gt;Someone's watching over me - Hilary duff (hmm...)&lt;br&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br&gt;Coyotes - Jason Mraz (o.o?)&lt;br&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br&gt;Blackout - Muse (lols?)&lt;br&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br&gt;False Pretense - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus (what a great purpose...)&lt;br&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br&gt;Back Home - Yellowcard (I wanna go home! xD)&lt;br&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br&gt;Breakdown - Daughtry (wth)&lt;br&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;br&gt;Not ready to make nice - Dixie Chicks (zhun or what!? xD)&lt;br&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br&gt;Stay Young - We The Kings (Forever 18! =D)&lt;br&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br&gt;Comatose - Skillet (-_-)&lt;br&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br&gt;Thats what you get - Paramore (see that wad u get for nt listening to me)&lt;br&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br&gt;Apathy is Deathwish - Story of the year (err...no?)&lt;br&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br&gt;I'm Better - Ashley Parkey Angel (I'm awesome)&lt;br&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br&gt;Lollipop - Mika (I dowan to be a lollipop! It SUX!)&lt;br&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br&gt;When It Rains - Paramore (How romantic to walk in the rain)&lt;br&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br&gt;Showbiz - Muse (I can be a celeb!)&lt;br&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br&gt;Three Cheers for Five Years - Mayday Parade (LOL cheer! But it shall not only last for 5 yrs)&lt;br&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br&gt;Fall For you - Secondhand serenade (Fall into hell)&lt;br&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br&gt;Your Guardian Angel - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus (i wanna be ur guardian angel)&lt;br&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br&gt;Underdog - Jonas Brothers (HAHAHAHAHA)&lt;br&gt;WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br&gt;Way away - Yellowcard (ehhh...?)&lt;br&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br&gt;Before the worst - The Script (The worst shall come aft my death)&lt;br&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;br&gt;What About Now - Daughtry (I regret now...)&lt;br&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br&gt;American Idiot - Green Day (ROFL LMAO LOL)&lt;br&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br&gt;Say Goodbye - Skillet (goodbyes are always hard)&lt;br&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;br&gt;Only Human - Jason Mraz (Of course marry human la)&lt;br&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br&gt;Theme From Spider-man - Aerosmith (LOL spiderman freaks me out?)&lt;br&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br&gt;Maybe - Secondhand serenade (HAHAHHA OMFG HAHAHAHA)&lt;br&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br&gt;No one - Alicia Keys (tat means ill chg sumthing not sum1?)&lt;br&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;br&gt;Tongue tied - Faber drive (my tongue hurts?)&lt;br&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br&gt;The Great Escape - Boys Like Girls (no link to the max)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-6328686306669446480?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6328686306669446480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6328686306669446480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#6328686306669446480' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-3704831179824297325</id><published>2009-01-28T02:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T02:28:27.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well well. Too busy playing that I didn't have time to blog. xD Didn't exactly do well for my O levels but just hope to get into at least tpjc. Posting will be out on Friday I think. Then I will know where I'll be going. This period of time has just been all play and nothing else! =) Despite all that playing I still took a LITTLE time out to pack my room. Its about time I get rid of those books and make some space to welcome new ones! Been reading alot lately too. Finished a couple of books that I was halfway through and bought some new ones too! Just bought 2 of them today. It was pretty cheap. $10 each. A very good buy I guess. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-3704831179824297325?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/3704831179824297325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/3704831179824297325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#3704831179824297325' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-5868899498144391868</id><published>2009-01-06T00:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:45:01.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SWI5CEo9WxI/AAAAAAAAAVY/34CNr9mqAKg/s1600-h/P04-01-09_04.20%5B01%5D%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="254" alt="P04-01-09_04.20[01]" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SWI5CzFwM7I/AAAAAAAAAVc/YUwfIQjSvHI/P04-01-09_04.20%5B01%5D_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="337" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Its 2009 already. Ti me really flies. Now is a great time to practice, last chance to catch up with friends. As most of them are either starting school or going army, I really don't have much time to catch up with them. Time for me to do some self practice. I say that all the time but how much do I really practice. HAHA. Realised I made some good friends who can practice together. Sunday morning we sent Mr Tan off. A patient teacher, brilliant conductor, great friend. He will be missed by many and I look forward to his return and to have the honour to make music with him again. Was at the airport chatting since 12am. Surprisingly I survived 24+ hours without sleep cos after the sending off, went for breakfast, home to change and then to Jun sen's place for some nice practicing and wii-ing. Only returned home at night and only slept after midnight. Went Roxy to eat Ban mian and the auntie can still remember I don't like vegetables! Hardly went there since there's no more school now. So funny to see Ralph struggle with the Tom Yum. Life has been good to me. I shall practice some pieces and try for the solo performance audition. =)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;New names for this retarded group of people. E-How: (yihao) E-Wen: (timmy) E-rritating: (simon) E-Minor: (ralph) E-diot (benny) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Note: benny &amp;amp; simon's nick is based on their character while E how is kinda similar to my name, E-wen IS REALLY tim's name, E minor sounds similar to ralph's Emmanuel. HAHA creativity from simons.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-5868899498144391868?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/5868899498144391868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/5868899498144391868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#5868899498144391868' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SWI5CzFwM7I/AAAAAAAAAVc/YUwfIQjSvHI/s72-c/P04-01-09_04.20%5B01%5D_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-2167682073838461688</id><published>2008-12-29T03:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T03:43:55.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Finally all my concerts are over! Finally got my well deserved break after all that band chionging. But I'm already starting to miss band practices. But then again its a good thing to have some time for myself, just being able to relax abit and practice at my own pace. Its time to go gym too. Getting fat from all that practice and no exercise. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;TPJC concert was fun I would say. Couldn't imagine that Mr Chiang actually wore that fugly looking x'mas hat. Great exposure and glad to have the chance to play under Mr Surapol. Its good to experience how other conductors teach and conduct. Very different style but they are all trying to get the same point across to the players. Been great knowing the flute section and a couple more people from TPJC band. Great chance to play with Chien teng who is a really good flautist. It was his birthday on the concert day and it was pretty fun seeing them celebrate, smearing cake and all that stuff. Incredible concert I would say.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Phil youth concert was simply the best. Although the pieces weren't exactly perfectly performed, but its a real feat that we could actually pull it off. Just like what Chiang said, it has been a dream to play all this hardcore pieces in one concert. And its really amazing that we did it. Will remember this fun bunch and look forward to our next performance! Not forgetting the PYSU (lol shhh) Can't believe some of us actually ton-ed after the tiring concert. Really great people to hang out with. Awesome concert despite the ugly attire. Glad the ticket sales went alright in the end despite the bad start. Incredible concert, great experience and extremely memorable performance. That sums it up.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;These couple of days were fun. First there was the post NSSN outing at Vivo which was very fun! Labeled shopping kings together with Daniel! And we bought the exact same bag. Haha! Fun outing! Watched bedtime stories with the bunch. 40+ people together. Super cool. And coincidentally I met Sung Lee! Then we ate at the rooftop and played stupid games there. I swear people thought we are mad. Then another day went out with Jing Wen and bunch to icekimo! We saw an unexpected couple at J8 and also Marcus who was working at coffee bean. On the way to suntec after that to meet BR, happened to see Jolene. Don't know whats with me and meeting people these few days. Very coincidental. Well life's been good to me so far! Hope it still can get better! =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-2167682073838461688?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2167682073838461688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2167682073838461688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#2167682073838461688' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-451858393257222739</id><published>2008-12-15T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:03:54.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SUZxgT6A_vI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/qBp1EgufL7s/s1600-h/CSC_16849%282%29%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="410" alt="CSC_16849(2)" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SUZxkmDvKNI/AAAAAAAAAVU/oehX-tA7iY4/CSC_16849%282%29_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="613" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Blink of an eye and 2 of my concerts are over. NSSN was simply awesome. Just like the last NSSN, it was absolutely fun-filled and it has always been great pleasure to perform with VJCSB and Mr Leonard Tan! Great to know new people as well as get to see the old NSSN people again! VJC concerts never fail to disappoint me. Ever since I was a sec 1 in VS all the way till I played for them TWICE. Hahaha. Unfortunately I don't think my results will be good enough to get me there and its a real pity Mr Leonard Tan has to leave. Oh well, NSSN was a great concert and I'll really miss every single one who played. "Yo Vjc! Wassup! We stand our ground! We Take them down! V-I-C-T-O-R-I-A! Put them together what do you spell! Come on everybody lets hear you yell! Its VICTORIA! Yea!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;;all good things come to an end &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;1) Philharmonic Youth Winds - 23rd Dec Tuesday - Victoria Concert Hall 7.30pm - $12  &lt;p&gt;Repertoire:  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Symphonic Overture  &lt;p&gt;A Movement for Rosa  &lt;p&gt;Cappricio for Oboe and Band  &lt;p&gt;Persis Overture  &lt;p&gt;Capriccio for Clarinet Octet  &lt;p&gt;GR Selections  &lt;p&gt;Blue Shades  &lt;p&gt;El Camino Real&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Get your tickets from Me or any Phil Youth Members! =) &lt;p&gt;2) Tampines Junior College - 18th Dec Thursday - TPJC auditorium &lt;p&gt;Repertoire: &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Machu Picchu &lt;p&gt;Sea of Wisdom &lt;p&gt;Pantomime &lt;p&gt;Brian's Holiday &lt;p&gt;A Happy Winter Holiday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Get your tickets from Me or any TPJC band members! =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-451858393257222739?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/451858393257222739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/451858393257222739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#451858393257222739' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BAtbdrTg8oU/SUZxkmDvKNI/AAAAAAAAAVU/oehX-tA7iY4/s72-c/CSC_16849%282%29_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-4936555620404727825</id><published>2008-12-09T00:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:39:10.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Finally one of my concerts is over! The phil winds concert was great. A real pity that there weren't that much people watching. But still it was an incredible concert and they sounded dam good. Vince gnojek was simply amazing. Basically everything about his saxophone playing was amazing. =) Music for prague, which btw was really nice, or perhaps nice isn't the word to describe it, its more of that unsettling and scary feel of it that made it nice. Glad i had the chance to play that piece even though its just small parts of it. La fiesta was dam cool especially that off stage band. They sounded like an old record player! Rolling thunder was even better. One of my favourite march! And Phil winds really played it very well. =)  &lt;p&gt;Anw here an update of my upcoming performances! Do come and support! Contact me for tickets! &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;1) Victoria Junior College - 12th Dec Friday - VJC Performing Theatre 7.30pm - $10  &lt;p&gt;Repertoire:  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Prelude to a Celebration  &lt;p&gt;March "Blue Sky"  &lt;p&gt;Galaxy Express 999  &lt;p&gt;O Magnum Mysterium  &lt;p&gt;Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star  &lt;p&gt;Two For Christmas  &lt;p&gt;Children's March&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Get your tickets from Me or any VJCSB members! =)  &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;2) Philharmonic Youth Winds - 23rd Dec Tuesday - Victoria Concert Hall 7.30pm - $12  &lt;p&gt;Repertoire:  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Symphonic Overture  &lt;p&gt;A Movement for Rosa  &lt;p&gt;Cappricio for Oboe and Band  &lt;p&gt;Persis Overture  &lt;p&gt;Capriccio for Clarinet Octet  &lt;p&gt;GR Selections  &lt;p&gt;Blue Shades  &lt;p&gt;El Camino Real&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Get your tickets from Me or any Phil Youth Members! =)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3) Tampines Junior College - 18th Dec Thursday - TPJC auditorium&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Repertoire:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Machu Picchu&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sea of Wisdom&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pantomime&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Brian's Holiday&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A Happy Winter Holiday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Get your tickets from Me or any TPJC band members! =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-4936555620404727825?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/4936555620404727825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/4936555620404727825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#4936555620404727825' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-2369282067272342023</id><published>2008-11-26T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T01:33:53.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As some may already know. I've been heavily involved with band recently. Therefore I have a few concerts to promote!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1) Philharmonic Winds - 7th Dec Sunday - Esplanade 7.30pm - $15/$20/$25/$35&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Repertoire: &lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Music for Prague 1968 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;La Fiesta Mexicana &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Concerto for Saxophone and Orchestra (featuring Vincent Gnojek on Saxophone)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Get your tickets from Sistics! =)  &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;2) Victoria Junior College - 12th Dec Friday - VJC Performing Theatre 7.30pm - $10  &lt;p&gt;Repertoire:  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Prelude to a Celebration  &lt;p&gt;March "Blue Sky"  &lt;p&gt;Galaxy Express 999  &lt;p&gt;O Magnum Mysterium  &lt;p&gt;Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star  &lt;p&gt;Two For Christmas  &lt;p&gt;Children's March&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Get your tickets from Me or any VJCSB members! =)  &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;3) Philharmonic Youth Winds - 23rd Dec Tuesday - Victoria Concert Hall 7.30pm - $12  &lt;p&gt;Repertoire:  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Symphonic Overture  &lt;p&gt;A Movement for Rosa  &lt;p&gt;Cappricio for Oboe and Band  &lt;p&gt;Persis Overture  &lt;p&gt;Capriccio for Clarinet Octet  &lt;p&gt;GR Selections  &lt;p&gt;Blue Shades  &lt;p&gt;El Camino Real&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Get your tickets from Me or any Phil Youth Members! =)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4) Tampines Junior College - 18th Dec Thursday&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Repertoire:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Machu Picchu&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dona Nobis Pacem&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sea of Wisdom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;More details will be up soon! Contact me! =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-2369282067272342023?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2369282067272342023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2369282067272342023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#2369282067272342023' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-7424119327137861281</id><published>2008-11-23T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:35:02.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Been long since I've blogged. Well exams were over for quite awhile now. Filling in my free time with practices and tune in from all the different bands as well as continue to devote time to phil youth. Wanted to work but I guess I have no time for that now. Guess ill just enjoy my holidays. Hopefully can get some time to catch up with all the old friends. =)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Past couple of days have been pretty tiring but fun at the same time. VJC tune in was pretty fun. Then there were the days where I simply got to chill with the usual group, walk aimlessly, eating desert at weird times and then go home to game till late into the night. Its a bliss to have that bit of extra time now to go to gym and relax and read abit at club. Its really nice to relax and not have to care about work. How I wish I could live this lifestyle forever. But thats impossible. The dreaded school will be approaching next year. Got to really treasure the time I got now and RELAX! Perhaps its a good thing that I didn't work. =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-7424119327137861281?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7424119327137861281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7424119327137861281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#7424119327137861281' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-2465261900320713166</id><published>2008-10-17T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T00:07:18.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/Erestor.Tinuviel/SPdmnacGyZI/AAAAAAAAAUw/9O7fZhgEyR8/s1600-h/IMG_4311%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="257" alt="IMG_4311" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Erestor.Tinuviel/SPdmoOG65TI/AAAAAAAAAU0/ADYZuTV50AI/IMG_4311_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="342" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/Erestor.Tinuviel/SPdmpbijyBI/AAAAAAAAAU4/VfmJM6SCUbY/s1600-h/IMG_4299%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4299" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Erestor.Tinuviel/SPdmqH3e9xI/AAAAAAAAAU8/62c2fszIk6I/IMG_4299_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Erestor.Tinuviel/SPdmrB-hdjI/AAAAAAAAAVA/FGWv6iq0fQE/s1600-h/IMG_4298%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4298" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Erestor.Tinuviel/SPdmrofYnbI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Fc3TvAQoqYE/IMG_4298_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Erestor.Tinuviel/SPdms_8zfAI/AAAAAAAAAVI/RhbZLJtBI-k/s1600-h/IMG_4307%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4307" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Erestor.Tinuviel/SPdmtcIFllI/AAAAAAAAAVM/WVHfwC_zap0/IMG_4307_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Coincidence coincidence. What a coincidental day as I meet 3 friends on my way back home. First it was Chloe at Paya Lebar MRT. Then it was Fu Rong at the bus stop. Been ages since I saw him. Hasn't changed much that's for sure and just knew he's in Ngee Ann Poly now. Then it was Jia wei. Only noticed him when alighting from the 43. Never knew he stayed around this area.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway. Today is actually BR bday. So we kind of celebrated at Seoul Garden. Been years since I ate this much. Plus all that studying, playing and no exercise, I'm gonna turn into a fatty soon. Not everyday we get the whole group together. Okay actually its quite common. Lols. Always fun to be with them. Got some gay pictures too. Somehow I miss wrix. Time flies and its a year already. Paying him a "visit" tomorrow. =) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-2465261900320713166?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2465261900320713166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/2465261900320713166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#2465261900320713166' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/Erestor.Tinuviel/SPdmoOG65TI/AAAAAAAAAU0/ADYZuTV50AI/s72-c/IMG_4311_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-6613540281872815443</id><published>2008-10-13T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:52:59.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Erestor.Tinuviel/SPNgr486TKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/AkRFvXcXdcQ/s1600-h/2937549812_f1aed66f0d_o%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="277" alt="2937549812_f1aed66f0d_o" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/Erestor.Tinuviel/SPNgs6GZdRI/AAAAAAAAAUk/DUNbaNzVmFs/2937549812_f1aed66f0d_o_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="209" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Erestor.Tinuviel/SPNgvUvZw8I/AAAAAAAAAUo/DVrAy_xvy7c/s1600-h/2936697225_ea8e2f7a34_o%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="252" alt="2936697225_ea8e2f7a34_o" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Erestor.Tinuviel/SPNgx9R2BtI/AAAAAAAAAUs/c5QIlmvPd8E/2936697225_ea8e2f7a34_o_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="334" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Grad photos are on my flickr/photobucket! Btw im secretly a F1 driver for the ferarri team. The pictures is the evidence. =x&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="http://s51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/Chuayihao/Sec%204%20Graduation/" href="http://s51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/Chuayihao/Sec%204%20Graduation/"&gt;http://s51.photobucket.com/albums/f360/Chuayihao/Sec%204%20Graduation/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.flickr.com/photos/erestor/" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/erestor/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/erestor/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;;when you are down to nothing, god is up to something&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-6613540281872815443?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6613540281872815443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6613540281872815443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#6613540281872815443' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/Erestor.Tinuviel/SPNgs6GZdRI/AAAAAAAAAUk/DUNbaNzVmFs/s72-c/2937549812_f1aed66f0d_o_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-7142807675905925957</id><published>2008-10-11T01:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T01:23:21.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Finally I've graduated. After FIVE years. Haha like Mr Maran joked: "You did your honours a little early." Definitely a bittersweet feeling on graduation. Love everything that has happened in the school and miss it. It was a great day today except for a couple of idiots who did the wrong things at the wrong time. Totally pissed me off. But still, there should be more joy than any other emotion. Really going to miss all those great teachers especially RO. He really knew the way to encourage this class of idiots. Definitely the best teacher. EVER. 4i is the best, we are different from the rest.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All these memories I've had in Victoria School is definitely going to stay with me. Forever. From the skipping classes to getting caught for all kinds of illegal activities to really mugging. Definitely the best 5 years of my life. I'll miss 4i/3i, 3c, 2b/1b and the concert band. I shall not get emo again and go through my life story again. In fact most of those I've already penned down on my Voices Of Victorians. Mine is even put on the notice board for all to see. Guess they found my special since there is 5 years of story. HAHA.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It really has been a wonderful journey which I traveled with the best group of people, in the best possible school. Quote: "I didn't live in Victoria. Victoria lived in me" Victoria thy triumph see, and a Victorian I'll always be. I'll live by the core values of Victoria School, to be a Sportsman, Gentleman and a Professional. And of course, definitely, will work my butt out for O lvls and not embarrass my education in this fine institution.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;ps: photos will be up soon! msn me if you want it sent to you!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;;I love rainy days, cause you wont know if its the raindrops or teardrops that's on my face...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-7142807675905925957?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7142807675905925957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7142807675905925957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#7142807675905925957' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-461027314303904880</id><published>2008-10-04T15:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T15:30:35.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Just can't seem to be focused for long hours. Not quite a good thing at this point. That's the reason why I am slacking off right now writing this post. Correction to my previous post. My target is 12 points! No MORE than that. Thanks geek for pointing that out xD Been dying on an overdose of chemistry. But some how it doesn't really go into my head. Hais... Worst still I have been down with this irritating stomach flu for the past few days. Even now.&amp;nbsp; Arghh I need to focus and get done with revising. Why does everything seem so boring except for maths? I really wonder. I've been doing maths whenever I'm bored. That's practically all the time. xD Must Do Sciences. MUST.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;ps: jay chou n SHE's new albums are nice =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-461027314303904880?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/461027314303904880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/461027314303904880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#461027314303904880' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-3487788678852301601</id><published>2008-09-26T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T20:52:48.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Took a few minutes to change my blogskin. Books is like the most important thing in my life right now. At least until I'm done with this dreaded O levels. Made a promise to myself to hit my target of 12 points. No less. Can do, will do. This time I'm believing, not hoping. Got to get on with mugging already, will blog whenever I have the time to. =)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;; believing vs hoping &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-3487788678852301601?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/3487788678852301601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/3487788678852301601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#3487788678852301601' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-6825917424712573053</id><published>2008-09-20T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T01:12:52.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Chatting with cab drivers is ever so entertaining. These cab drivers are somehow always anti-govt. Chatting with them always leads to hearing things such as : earning money is difficult ;you kids should study smart ;must repay your parents who work so hard for you ;how easy it is for govt to say something but how ineffective it can be at times.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today was a little unique. I casually mentioned that I thought I couldn't get at cab this late at night. I was proven very wrong after seeing 1039524069 cabs go past eunos area. I was then asked what I was doing at marine parade road so late at night. With my usual forte of talking nonsense, I said I was in poly and that its holidays now, so I'm working in a restaurant in siglap. LOLS. I was praised for being a responsible teenager. =)) Then he asked how much money I was given on a normal school day. With a slip of my tongue, I said $50. Next thing I know, I was reprimanded for being a spoilt child. (irony irony) But the clever me managed to cover my own ass by saying I pay for my own meals, phone bills and transportation fees. HAHAHA. Then comes the lecture of the benefits of coming out to work and paying your own bills....*blahh blahh* Feel the difficulty of earning money, knowing your limits of spending and appreciating what parents give *blahh blahh* I simply nod in agreement.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;Like I said, its always fun to talk cock. Especially when everything is a big fat lie. I know liars go to hell. I think my name is already in a name list in Hades. =D  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-6825917424712573053?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6825917424712573053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6825917424712573053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#6825917424712573053' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-3704027297617631554</id><published>2008-09-18T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T19:56:59.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;In life, there are always regrets. Just don't be the regret of someone else. In life, there are times you just want everything to stop. Just don't let it drag you down and forgot about everything else.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;run baby run&lt;br&gt;don't ever look back&lt;br&gt;they'll tear us apart&lt;br&gt;if you give them the chance&lt;br&gt;don't sell your heart&lt;br&gt;don't say we're not meant to be&lt;br&gt;run baby run&lt;br&gt;forever will be&lt;br&gt;you and me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;;no harm saying thanks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-3704027297617631554?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/3704027297617631554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/3704027297617631554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#3704027297617631554' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-7148131656468286616</id><published>2008-09-13T10:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T10:45:07.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Do you hear me, &lt;br&gt;I'm talking to you &lt;br&gt;Across the water across the deep blue ocean &lt;br&gt;Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Boy I hear you in my dreams &lt;br&gt;I feel your whisper across the sea &lt;br&gt;I keep you with me in my heart &lt;br&gt;You make it easier when life gets hard &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend &lt;br&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been &lt;br&gt;Lucky to be coming home again &lt;br&gt;Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;They don't know how long it takes &lt;br&gt;Waiting for a love like this &lt;br&gt;Every time we say goodbye &lt;br&gt;I wish we had one more kiss &lt;br&gt;I'll wait for you I promise you, I will &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend &lt;br&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been &lt;br&gt;Lucky to be coming home again &lt;br&gt;Lucky we're in love every way &lt;br&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed &lt;br&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And so I'm sailing through the sea &lt;br&gt;To an island where we'll meet &lt;br&gt;You'll hear the music fill the air &lt;br&gt;I'll put a flower in your hair &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Though the breezes through trees &lt;br&gt;Move so pretty you're all I see &lt;br&gt;As the world keeps spinning round &lt;br&gt;You hold me right here right now &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-7148131656468286616?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7148131656468286616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7148131656468286616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#7148131656468286616' title='Lucky'/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-8625327876105612676</id><published>2008-09-05T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T00:51:47.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sitting alone in the cab&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;With no one beside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought of the times we had&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I had you by my side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;A long time has passed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;After everything that happened so fast&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still remember the day you left&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all that memories we shared&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;;reminisce &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-8625327876105612676?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/8625327876105612676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/8625327876105612676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#8625327876105612676' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-8240777281867117013</id><published>2008-08-25T00:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T00:13:31.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Managed to get a day out after quite some time. Despite me whining how a waste of time it was, its actually a pretty good day. =) Been really long since I get to chit-chat like this. Unfortunately, I'm going to pass any future opportunities for me to do so until my dreaded exams are over. Been studying at 70% proficiency for 2 months now. Here comes the 100%. All the way till I'm done with O' levels. Till then, farewell.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;running that last lap together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-8240777281867117013?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/8240777281867117013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/8240777281867117013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#8240777281867117013' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-1989424810655099574</id><published>2008-08-18T21:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T21:18:13.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Good news travel at the speed of sound.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bad news travel at the speed of light.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pretty random stuff but its somehow true. Haha. Ain't got too much time to blog unless I'm able to force knowledge down my brains at the speed of light.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-1989424810655099574?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1989424810655099574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/1989424810655099574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#1989424810655099574' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-6197192279268143217</id><published>2008-08-12T22:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T22:12:10.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Happy day today! So I shall blog. I got A1 for O' lvl Mother tongue! =) Now must really start mugging for the rest of the subjects! JIAYOU ME!!! xD&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-6197192279268143217?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6197192279268143217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/6197192279268143217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#6197192279268143217' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472577.post-7841138718604981812</id><published>2008-08-10T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T23:18:18.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>
 </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Here I am still slacking off like I always do. Exams are really nearing and this really shouldn't be the way. As much as I hate to plan and work according to schedule, I guess I have to do that in order to stay on track and not screw my exams. Enough of time spent blogging. No more watching soccer, no more anime, no more gaming and no more SLACKING!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;when I asked "what happened".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472577-7841138718604981812?l=erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7841138718604981812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472577/posts/default/7841138718604981812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erestor-tinuviel.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#7841138718604981812' title='&#xA; '/><author><name>Yihao</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></entry></feed>
