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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-460076441797902803</id><published>2009-08-08T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T08:15:05.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT LIES FOR THE FUTURE&lt;br /&gt;AMONGST THE UNDERLYING FUTURE&lt;br /&gt;SUBDUE MILD HOPE&lt;br /&gt;AND LET IT FLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPES&lt;br /&gt;DESTINIES&lt;br /&gt;DREAMS&lt;br /&gt;FUTURE&lt;br /&gt;DAWN&lt;br /&gt;A NEW ERA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAILURE&lt;br /&gt;APATHY&lt;br /&gt;UNFORGIVENESS&lt;br /&gt;CRUELTY&lt;br /&gt;THE COLD&lt;br /&gt;HATRED&lt;br /&gt;ANOTHER END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PAST IS BUT FORGOTTEN&lt;br /&gt;THE FUTURE IS DISTANT AWAY&lt;br /&gt;LET'S ALL LOOK AT TODAY&lt;br /&gt;AND TAKE ONE STEP AT A DAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-460076441797902803?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/460076441797902803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-lies-for-future-amongst-underlying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/460076441797902803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/460076441797902803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-lies-for-future-amongst-underlying.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-4888315910118925762</id><published>2009-08-05T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T05:43:08.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream?</title><content type='html'>THE DESTINY OF ONE AFFECTS ANOTHER&lt;br /&gt;THE DREAM OF ONE BRINGS ABOUT ANOTHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN LIFE,&lt;br /&gt;DARE TO DREAM&lt;br /&gt;DREAM OF THE FUTURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCALE NEW HEIGHTS&lt;br /&gt;SCALE THAT MOUNTAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRING ABOUT&lt;br /&gt;THE DAWN OF A NEW ERA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREE OF THIS MATERIALISTIC WORLD;&lt;br /&gt;A COLD SOCIETY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE'S COLD TOUCH&lt;br /&gt;THE RAGGED APATHY&lt;br /&gt;BRINGS AWAY THE WARMTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEATH AND DESPAIR&lt;br /&gt;CONSUMES ONE ANOTHER&lt;br /&gt;LEAVING NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;BUT THE LIFELESS CORPSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO DARES TO CONTROL AND GRASP&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FATEFUL DESTINY&lt;br /&gt;WHO DARES TO DREAM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DREAM AND BE AMAZED&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-4888315910118925762?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-622261069011132723</id><published>2009-07-02T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:47:49.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lotteries are just another form of gambling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In gambling, only the people who are providing that service is the one who actually benefits from it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The people who are gambling often lose much more than what they may win back from gambling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The enticement that one may get out of porverty the moment one strikes it big draws one more and more in to gambling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This results in the desire to gamble more and more as they keep wanting to earn back what they lost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This results in compulsive gambling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Compulsive gamblers hurt not only themselves but also the people around them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Melanie Morgan, a tv anchor in th 1980s, almost lost her job and marriage to gambling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She continued gambling despite her pregnancy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She was gambling right up to an hour before she gave birth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Even after giving birth to her baby, she continued gambling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Her husband resorted to putting their baby on the poker table in front of her and asked her "You want to play cards? Or do you want to be a mum?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At this point of time she knew she was sick, but she could not stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gambling was controlling her land her life. "A sick compulsive gambler will do whatever they have to do to gamble. It's an addiction" Quote from Frita, woman recovering from compulsive gambling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The excitement of gambling is something that attributes to its compulsion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"A sense of excitement, of being on the edge. You are literally holding your fate in your hands at a poker table." Quoted from psychiatrist Paul Goods. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gamblers believe in the one day where they will strike it rich.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is what keeps them going even if they have lost money over and over again due to gambling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;They believe if they persevere, they will make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When they win some money, they believe they can win more and they continue to gamble even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;They borrow money from family and friends and when they cannot anymore, they turn to loansharks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;They can resort to anything just to continue gambling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If they cannot borrow, they rob and steal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This desire and greed for more is what their life turns into.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Families are torn apart and lives are ruined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The compulsive gambler and the people around the gambler suffers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One should never step into gambling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If we do not start, it will be unable for us to become compulsive gamblers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"People are unable to function at the highest level of productivity. Depression may be a by product of many addictive behaviours. They need to be hospitalised and families are torn apart by these behaviours. The ripple effect of addictive behaviours is enormous." Quoted from Doctor John Grant, associate professor of psychiatry at University of Minnesota.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A humorous commercial which brings out how gambling can affect the people around them can be found at http://&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=chbjc-XDKLw"&gt;www.youtube.com/watch?v=chbjc-XDKLw&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gambling affects everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I do not support any form of gambling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We should work hard to earn our money and not base it some unrealistic way which is purely another method to make you lose even more money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gambling is a way of you ruining your life and the lives of others, the people around you, not a way where you will strike it rich and earn such easy money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-622261069011132723?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/622261069011132723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/07/lotteries-are-just-another-form-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/622261069011132723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/622261069011132723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/07/lotteries-are-just-another-form-of.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-4331188047501122019</id><published>2009-06-30T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T18:08:33.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;The Son is in Secondary School by Affran Sa’at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My badge has a Latin motto&lt;br /&gt;Hope for the future&lt;br /&gt;The future is hope&lt;br /&gt;Or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times black crows try to interrupt&lt;br /&gt;When we sing the National Anthem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is difficult to maintain&lt;br /&gt;The whiteness of my shoes&lt;br /&gt;Especially on Wednesdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit there is something quite special&lt;br /&gt;About the bare thighs of hardworking scouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Malay chauffeurs&lt;br /&gt;Who wait for my schoolmates&lt;br /&gt;Sit on the car park kerb&lt;br /&gt;Telling jokes to one another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven to the power of five is unreasonable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Chinese New Year&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Lee dressed up&lt;br /&gt;In a sarong kebaya&lt;br /&gt;And sang Bengawan Solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The capital of Singapore is Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend did a heroic thing once&lt;br /&gt;Shaded all A’s&lt;br /&gt;For his Chinese Language&lt;br /&gt;Multiple-choice paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our annual yearbook&lt;br /&gt;There is a photograph of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pushing a wheelchair and smiling&lt;br /&gt;They caught me&lt;br /&gt;At the exact moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my eyes were actually closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;Each stanza in this poem talks about different situations and happenings in school. The stanzas were arranged in Single lined stanzas, couplets, triplets and quatrain. The poem appears to be written without a regular rhyme, rhythm or form. The poem sounds natural and resembled everyday conversation. There were two uses of alliteration in the entire poem in stanza 2 &amp;amp; 3. The uses of imagery in this poem were humorous. Imagery was used in stanza 5, 7 and 10-12. The poems speaks about life as a student and was brought about humorously. The single lined stanzas looked like pure randomness. His poem is fun and interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;1st Stanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;It was the only stanza written with the subtle rhythm and the only rhythm found in the entire poem. The use of the last sentence appeared very similar to students in our modern times where we do not really care about anything in school. We just go with the flow of each passing day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;2nd Stanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;The author writes about the interruption during the singing of the national anthem and it seems like it was part of everyday life. In our dailt lives, there are always 1 or 2 jokers who would be talking or fidgeting around till the singing of the national anthem. The black crows seems to be symbolise these people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;3rd Stanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;The author appears to enjoy Wednesday despite getting his shoes dirty. It was the only day he mentioned out of the seven days a week. The author must have had some type of fun every Wednesday so he does not mind getting his shoes dirty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;4th Stanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;Two words caught my attention in this stanza, 'must admit'. This brings about a feeling of him not liking the scouts at 1st. However, he later admits the good points of the scouts. There are hints of him being unwilling to think that scouts actually have good points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;5th Stanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;The author seems to want a chauffeur to ferry him to and from school as well. Of all the things he notices in school and writes, the chauffeurs was one of the items he wrote. This shows a want in him. This stanza also includes imagery. It allows us to imagine the people chatting and sitting at the kerb, awaiting the dismissal of the people they needed to fetch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;6th Stanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;This one lined stanza expresses his resentment and dislike for mathematics. He does not seem to understand simple things such as seven to the power of five.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;7th Stanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;This stanza uses imagery as well. It brings humour when one imagines a person singing malay songs and wearing a malay costume during Chinese new Year. This incident left a deep impression on the author. This can be seen from him choosing to write about this instead of the traditions of Chinese New Year like redpackets and the traditions the Chinese have during the new year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;8th Stanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;This is simply free verse. I don't think anything can be analysed from this x.x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;9th Stanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;This shows a typical student who did not study and tries to pass with simply writing the same answer as some of them are bound to be the correct answer. This situation happens often enough during exams. When one does not know what the answer should be, one tends to randomly put down an answer as that gives a chance of getting the question correct. One tends to try one's luck and hope they get it correct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;10th-12th Stanza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;The final few stanzas talk about his final item in his school life - the photo taking for the annual yearbook. This represented the end of the school year for him. His picture was taken with his eyes closed and that the humorous twist and end of the poem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-4331188047501122019?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/4331188047501122019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/06/son-is-in-secondary-school-by-affran.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/4331188047501122019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/4331188047501122019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/06/son-is-in-secondary-school-by-affran.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-1415815304379082370</id><published>2009-06-29T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T18:09:18.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Edgar Allan Poe, a man who had a sad past and yet a wonderful writer. His entire life was faced with many deaths, starting at a young age. His parents died when he was young and was taken in by others to raise. He was the 1st welll known american writer to earn a living through writing alone and he ended up having a financially difficult life and career. His works represent an escape from the real, unromantic life where miseries become beautiful things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Idealism was embraced by American romantic writers. They were optimists. They believed firmly in man's good nature. Edgar Allan Poe produced many literary writes on romanticism through poems and short stories. He tends to escape from reality. One of his ways was to write. In his poem 'A Dream Within A Dream' he gives the effect that life is a dream; unrealistic, hopeless and illogical. He brings upon the difference where we can wake up from our dreams but not our lives. An example of such a verse would be 'Oh! That my young life were a lasting dream! My spirit not awakening, till the beam; Of an eternity should bring th morrow; Yes! tho' that long dream were of hopeless sorrow; 'T were better than the cold reality; Of waking life to him whose heart must be; And hath been still, upon the lovely Earth; A chaos of deep passion from his birth.' In poems such as 'To My Mother' and 'Annabel Lee', he writes about the women he loved and adored. In his poem, Annabel Lee's parallel in real life was Annie Richmond, who was a married woman who Edgar Allan Poe fell in love with. His poems shows the idealism of her and their forbidden love. The verse 'I was a child and she was a child, in this kingdom by the sea. But we lloved with a love that was more than love- I and my Annabel Lee. With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven coveted her and me.' Another theme he brings out through his works was death. Death appeared to be the best escape from this miserable world. Edgar Allan Poe ever attempted sucide after the death of his wife. He didn't die and continued writing to die at the age at 40. The reason of his death is unknown. His themes of dream, love and death uses much emotion, imagination and idealization to achieve a romantic effect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;His poems and works brings out many emotions regardless of the theme he is trying to bring out. The use of language in his works are able to bring out the desired effect. His works had a great effect upon American litreature. No other poet has lives through the oddities in the life of Edward Allan Poe, his drug and alcohol addiction, his weird mentality, his love and devotion for his wife whom he married when she was thirteen and his mysterious death. Edgar Allan Poe is truly a great writer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-1415815304379082370?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/1415815304379082370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/06/edgar-allan-poe-man-who-had-sad-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/1415815304379082370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/1415815304379082370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/06/edgar-allan-poe-man-who-had-sad-past.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-1211702181887837905</id><published>2009-06-28T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T17:53:43.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="PADDING-LEFT: 14px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-SIZE: 13px; PADDING-TOP: 20px" align="left"&gt;Poem - Messy Room by Shel Silverstein&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-LEFT: 14px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-SIZE: 13px; PADDING-TOP: 20px" align="left"&gt;Whosever room this is should be ashamed!&lt;br /&gt;His underwear is hanging on the lamp.&lt;br /&gt;His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,&lt;br /&gt;And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.&lt;br /&gt;His workbook is wedged in the window,&lt;br /&gt;His sweater's been thrown on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,&lt;br /&gt;And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.&lt;br /&gt;His books are all jammed in the closet,&lt;br /&gt;His vest has been left in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,&lt;br /&gt;And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.&lt;br /&gt;Whosever room this is should be ashamed!&lt;br /&gt;Donald or Robert or Willie or--&lt;br /&gt;Huh? You say it's mine? Oh, dear,&lt;br /&gt;I knew it looked familiar! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-LEFT: 14px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-SIZE: 13px; PADDING-TOP: 20px" align="left"&gt;This poem makes use of imagery. Imagery is language that appeals to our senses, descriptions of people or objects stated in our sense. It allows to be able to imagine what the author is writing. The words such as mucky, wedged, carelessly, hanging, damp, jammed, smelly and ashamed are words that describes the messy room and brings out the imagery of the poem. It also makes use of hyperbole with phrases like 'should be ashamed!' and "Oh, dear." Hyperbole is the use of an exaggerated statement used to heighten effect. It is not used to mislead the reader, but to emphasize a point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-LEFT: 14px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-SIZE: 13px; PADDING-TOP: 20px" align="left"&gt;I like this poem as it brings out the messiness of one's room with the humurous twist at the ending. There are many ways in which we could intepret this poem. It could be talking about the people in our society. They often comdemn people for their wrongdoings but they never accept their own mistakes. Or it could be talking about life. People plan and try to stick to those plans to keep their lives organised. But things do not always go the way we want to. Sometimes it goes to a point where we cannot recognise our lives. But we can clean up our lives at the end and get it organised again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-1211702181887837905?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/1211702181887837905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/06/poem-messy-room-by-shel-silverstein.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/1211702181887837905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/1211702181887837905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/06/poem-messy-room-by-shel-silverstein.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-8540581190673869573</id><published>2009-06-17T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:08:24.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Beauty?</title><content type='html'>What Is Beauty?&lt;br /&gt;People tend to say Beauty Lies In The Eyes Of The Beholder.&lt;br /&gt;Well, There are 2 types of beauty.&lt;br /&gt;Inner &amp;amp; Outer beauty.&lt;br /&gt;Inner Beauty is 1 that cannot be seen.&lt;br /&gt;It comes from the heart.&lt;br /&gt;Inner Beauty comes from beneath the surface.&lt;br /&gt;It shines through.&lt;br /&gt;Inner beauty cannot be seen but can be felt by one's heart.&lt;br /&gt;Outer appearances pale in comparison to what's inside a person.&lt;br /&gt;People who focus on their looks are shallow.&lt;br /&gt;They care on how people look at them and put up a show.&lt;br /&gt;They are not what they are.&lt;br /&gt;They are merely masking themselves to look good.&lt;br /&gt;Plastic surgery, implants, make up, these are tools one uses to put up that show, to look better.&lt;br /&gt;However, this is society.&lt;br /&gt;The people of the society only look on the surface.&lt;br /&gt;If you look better than others, you would score higher marks in that person's mind.&lt;br /&gt;The society does not bother to look at who you really are.&lt;br /&gt;People tend to neglect virtues.&lt;br /&gt;They would backstab, sabotage one another to be the 1 to remain the last 1 standing.&lt;br /&gt;This is for survival.&lt;br /&gt;Inner beauty and outer beauty are differenciated from each other by a lot.&lt;br /&gt;It is not possible to posses both.&lt;br /&gt;Its up to 1 to think and decide what 1 wants.&lt;br /&gt;Inner beauty cannot be seen and yet seen at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;It takes much effort to have and nurture.&lt;br /&gt;1 must know what is wrong and what is right.&lt;br /&gt;Outer beauty is more important to most of us.&lt;br /&gt;We want to look good.&lt;br /&gt;But are we simply trying to fill up what we lack?&lt;br /&gt;Are we trying to use our appearances to fill up the inner beauty we lack?&lt;br /&gt;Outer appearances are much easier to get then the beauty inside of us.&lt;br /&gt;Its a question of choice.&lt;br /&gt;What do we really want?&lt;br /&gt;We decide what we want for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;There is no real definition of beauty.&lt;br /&gt;Our outer appearances?&lt;br /&gt;Our character?&lt;br /&gt;Our virtues?&lt;br /&gt;Its all up to a personal definition of oneself.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody has their own mind and definition of beauty.&lt;br /&gt;We decide what is the real beauty for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Outer beauty is the beauty which one can see when a stranger takes a 1st look at you but inner beauty which will shine through the rain and really show along the road.&lt;br /&gt;Does having a pretty face means you are pretty?&lt;br /&gt;Does it really mean it that way?&lt;br /&gt;Its all on the surface.&lt;br /&gt;Purely skin deep.&lt;br /&gt;We should look deeper.&lt;br /&gt;We should look beyond that surface.&lt;br /&gt;Do not judge a book by a cover.&lt;br /&gt;It's the same for us.&lt;br /&gt;We should not judge a person by how he/she looks.&lt;br /&gt;Try and learn to look beyond and beneath the surface.&lt;br /&gt;Thats where beauty truly lies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-8540581190673869573?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/8540581190673869573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-is-beauty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/8540581190673869573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/8540581190673869573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-is-beauty.html' title='What is Beauty?'/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-427748061652888228</id><published>2009-06-09T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T06:16:39.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Lying. True Or False?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is the Liar Paradox. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was discovered by a greek logician in the 4th century B.C. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A paradox is something difficult to comprehend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are no truth value to such sentences~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another example would be.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'This Sentence Is False' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is also neither true nor false. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Liar Paradox is a statement that cannot consistently be true or false at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This paradox 1st made its appearance whn Epimenides said 'The Cretans Are Always Liars' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Liar Paradox show the contradiction whn the truth and false are brought together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Under both hypothesis of true or false, the statements are always both true and false.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's impossible to decide what is the best answer to such a paradoxical question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are no answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is up to the reader to think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The truth is complex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody decides the real truth for themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They believe what they want to believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if it is false.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is the process of self delusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;People look at the truth from different points of view, from different angles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no absoulute truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only the truth which people determine for themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody only believes in themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They think what they say goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the truth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is for ourselves to decide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you hav more examples of liar paradoxes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If yes, thn you are encouraged to post it as comments so that other users can have a look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-427748061652888228?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/427748061652888228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-lying-true-or-false.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/427748061652888228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/427748061652888228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-lying-true-or-false.html' title='I Am Lying. True Or False?'/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-7421663810137840519</id><published>2009-06-08T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T03:07:52.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY 1ST SEMESTER AS A SECONDARY STUDENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been slacking through th entire Semester. Yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;The only fun things were...were... I'm not really sure...&lt;br /&gt;Ouhh Yarhh!&lt;br /&gt;JUDO!!&lt;br /&gt;I can throw and flip people~&lt;br /&gt;I took part in 3 competitions soo far.&lt;br /&gt;Lost to my sec2 seniors T.T&lt;br /&gt;But nvm.&lt;br /&gt;I will PAWN the Sec1s nex year~&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh~&lt;br /&gt;Going to take grading soon~&lt;br /&gt;After that I will have the rank of a yellow belt (5th Kyu)~&lt;br /&gt;Training Dam Tough! &gt;.&lt;" &lt;br /&gt;I want to slack.. &lt;br /&gt;I have training 3days a week each lasting around 4hours. &lt;br /&gt;It can kill us~! &lt;br /&gt;But is is really FUN throwing people and winning!! &lt;br /&gt;Maths isn't going to well for me.. &lt;br /&gt;Failed every test x.x &lt;br /&gt;I HATE questions which are not math olympaid!! T.T &lt;br /&gt;I actually got an A1 for chinese and science in term2 test. O.O &lt;br /&gt;Yeahh~ &lt;br /&gt;But it was luck.. &lt;br /&gt;Next term would be a disaster for me.. &lt;br /&gt;I hope I can improve on my maths &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall use the June holidays to revise MATHS all over again!!&lt;br /&gt;Waste of my time T.T&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;I still have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;Hmms..&lt;br /&gt;WHAT OTHER THINGS TO POST!!&lt;br /&gt;I have not been doing anything in school..&lt;br /&gt;I have only put energy into my ep3..&lt;br /&gt;EP3 IS FUNFUNFUN!!&lt;br /&gt;There isn't anything about school T.T&lt;br /&gt;I don't do my homework.&lt;br /&gt;I don't pay attention in class.&lt;br /&gt;*guilty*&lt;br /&gt;I can't get to focus on homework or studies..&lt;br /&gt;My grades will definitely drop (Higher MSG)&lt;br /&gt;Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;I don't rly care =x&lt;br /&gt;I would rather have fun~&lt;br /&gt;There is no need to stress myself out :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-7421663810137840519?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/7421663810137840519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-1st-semester-as-secondary-student-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/7421663810137840519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/7421663810137840519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-1st-semester-as-secondary-student-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-8155881364062888250</id><published>2009-03-31T04:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T05:17:30.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A utopia is something impossible for humans. It is a perfect society, considered ideal by humans. It would be an ideally perfect state, in social, political and moral aspects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elements that a utopia needs include: Perfection.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                          Selflessness.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                          Absence of humans?&lt;br /&gt;                                                                          Equality.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The speech: Martin Luther King's Speech "I have a dream" (August28 1963)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The themes consisted of racial justice, humans can never be satisfied and freedom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;His speech included: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to open the doors of opportunity to all of God's children. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "when will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The most famous paragraph carries the theme “I have a dream” and the phrase is repeated constantly to hammer home King’s inspirational concepts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties and frustrations of the moment I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed --- "We hold these truths to be self evident, that all men are created equal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slaveowners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a desert state sweltering with the heat of injustice and oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have a dream today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have a dream that one day the state of Alabama, whose governor's lips are presently dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, will be transformed into a situation where little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls and walk together as sisters and brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have a dream today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, and rough places will be made plains, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And for Freedom: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning "My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And if America is to be a great nation this must come true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But not only that — let freedom ring from Stone Mountain in Georgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Free at last! Free at last! Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;His speech was fantastic. Hw was a great man. Driving towards racial justice. There were remarkable emotions in his voice through the way he brought out his speeches. He was passionate and argued powerfully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was in relation to human rights (equality). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                                                        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iEMXaTktUfA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iEMXaTktUfA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-8155881364062888250?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/8155881364062888250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/03/utopia-is-something-impossible-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/8155881364062888250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/8155881364062888250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/03/utopia-is-something-impossible-for.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-4456602172389456249</id><published>2009-03-29T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T06:21:04.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Post On The Spill Of Water In 27th March.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why wasn't it cleared immediately?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, I wasn't in the class till break was nearly over. When I was back, i had 5mins to settle down before Miss Soh was in class. Well, most of all, i guess nobody cared. Everybody bothered about their own matters and not the puddle of water. Wads more, nobody would bother if it wasn't their problem. If it did not affect them, they wouldn't bother. Unless they are pushed, no one would actually go up to solve the problem. We lack the initiative and we are selfish. We do not solve others' problems for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why were there only soo few people helping out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's almost the same as the answer above. Nobody bothers if it wasn't their problem. Although people moght point out that 34 may be too many, the important point is that most of us lack that initiative. The point is not that of how many is helping out, it is the thought of how many people would actually help out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-4456602172389456249?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/4456602172389456249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/03/post-on-spill-of-water-in-27th-march.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/4456602172389456249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/4456602172389456249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/03/post-on-spill-of-water-in-27th-march.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-7852272360958601051</id><published>2009-03-09T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T04:03:02.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I came across one of Yinn Jaye's previous blog post a few days ago. I wanted to post comments but the word verification cold not load. So, I guess I will post my comments on my blog. This is in reference to his blog post on 27th Feb. The main question he asked was "Does pride matter more than friends?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, this is what I think. Pride is the state or feeling of being proud. So does pride matter more than friends? No. However, there are times when pride is not necessarily a bad thing. All of us should take pride in our work, giving the best in all our work. We can feel proud if we have done well in any one subject or competition. Pride only becomes a bad thing when we have too much of it, when we 'show-off'. We can feel self pride, being contented with ourselves. However, when one starts pointing his nose up towards the sky, we have overstepped the boundaries. That is having too much pride &amp;amp; showing it out to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are an important &amp;amp; big part of our lives. Freindships takes a long time to nurture but it takes the time of a snap of a finger for the relationship to break. Therefore, we should handle all our relationships properly. Friends may fight &amp;amp; argue at times. However, think back, reflect &amp;amp; see what went wrong. In the end, the both of you may just come running back laughing with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slip-ups may just be accidental at times with no evil intention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back-stabbers are not really friends at all. They are only friends on the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traitors betray you to go to the other side or sabotage you. They are almost no different from back-stabbers at all. The only difference is that they are friends with you only to the last moment when they finally decide to betray you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should find friends not in quantity but in quality. Find friends who are true to you. True friends are difficult to find. However there are true friends out there. You just have to reach out for them. You may be the friend they need as well. Do not find friends by what they appear on the outside, their surface. Reach in furthur. Uncover the gem in them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-7852272360958601051?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/7852272360958601051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-came-across-one-of-yinn-jayes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/7852272360958601051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/7852272360958601051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-came-across-one-of-yinn-jayes.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-452497213190594218</id><published>2009-03-03T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T00:26:12.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FINALLY got my hp back~ Yea~&lt;br /&gt;More News, Miss Soh is our group's mentor~ I better research on the topic we are going to do for Project's Day. I wonder if I will be able to find any useful information to support our topic o.O Didn't have any homework these 2 days. Soo Good~ Well, I better go research now barh. Byes~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-452497213190594218?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/452497213190594218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-finally-got-my-hp-back-yea-more-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/452497213190594218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/452497213190594218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-finally-got-my-hp-back-yea-more-news.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-5825417458726135348</id><published>2009-02-26T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T04:21:04.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sigh~ Got my hp confiscated today during Science~~ Nw cnt sms... Sadd~~ :( Mrs Chu passed my hp to Mdm Ng.. Thn today was the second time i got caught this week. I got caught yesterday as well. Mdm Ng is going to call my mum. Sigh~ I wonder what my mum is going to do to me this time.. But the conversation with Mrs Chu was pretty fun :x Yee Hark got his hp back. But I heard that Mdm Ng is going to scold him tomorrow o.O Well.. too bad for the 2 of us lorh. Hope I can get my hp back soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-5825417458726135348?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/5825417458726135348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/02/sigh-got-my-hp-confiscated-today-during.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/5825417458726135348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/5825417458726135348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/02/sigh-got-my-hp-confiscated-today-during.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-2031069376082384435</id><published>2009-02-24T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T06:17:14.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Blog Is Dead~~ HaHa. Nothing To Post~ Sry Guys~ Oh Yarh, I Got A New Hp Today~ Then I Can Sms More With Darling. :) My Other New Hp Number Is 90228027. ^^ Will Post Soon. Promise~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-2031069376082384435?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/2031069376082384435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-blog-is-dead-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/2031069376082384435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/2031069376082384435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-blog-is-dead-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-1378634609277090303</id><published>2009-02-20T18:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T18:06:23.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Class 1o1 Blog Links Are Completed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-1378634609277090303?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/1378634609277090303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/02/class-1o1-blog-links-are-completed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/1378634609277090303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/1378634609277090303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/02/class-1o1-blog-links-are-completed.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-6771823001911921632</id><published>2009-02-17T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T06:37:09.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sry that I'm only posting today. I really have been busy these past few days. So let's see, I guess I will post on alliterations. The definition of alliteration is the use of the same consenant at the beggining of each stressed syllable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Let me list examples for alliterations like what I did for the oxymorons:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"In a somer seson, whan soft was the sonne,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I shope me into shroudes, as I a shepe were."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(William Langland, Piers Plowman, 14th century)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"The sibilant sermons of the snake &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;as she discoursed upon the disposition &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;of my sinner's soul seemed ceaseless."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Gregory Kirschling, The Gargoyle, 2008)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"Progression is not proclamation nor palaver. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is not pretense nor play on prejudice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is not of personal pronouns, nor perennial pronouncement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is not the perturbation of a people passion-wrought, nor a promise proposed."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Warren G. Harding, speech at the 1912 Republican Convention)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Simple alliterations include:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Back to Basics &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Coca-Cola&lt;br /&gt;Do or Die&lt;br /&gt;Green as Grass&lt;br /&gt;Hale and Hearty &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pay the Price&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Well, got to go now~ Byes peoples~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-6771823001911921632?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/6771823001911921632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/02/sry-that-im-only-posting-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/6771823001911921632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/6771823001911921632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/02/sry-that-im-only-posting-today.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-5813357980395614235</id><published>2009-02-14T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T02:11:25.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hello People~ &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day~ &lt;/span&gt;Let's talk about my Language Arts yesterday. We were told of Oxymorons &amp;amp; Alliterations in class yesterday. We were given examples of oxymorons from a scene from Romeo &amp;amp; Juliet. Today, I would like to list some oxymorons &amp;amp; define it for people who do not understand it. I will post on Alliterations tomorrow. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Let me list some examples of Oxymorons used to let you get an idea of what it is about:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Natural Makeup&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;New Classic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;New And Improved ( This is very widely used )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No Means Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now And Then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Old Boy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One Man Show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Peace Force&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Deafening Silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;These are just some simple examples of oxymorons. There are many more oxymorons that can be found in everyday life. Therefore, the definition of oxymoron is a conjunction of contradictory terms. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;If any of you do not understand any one of the examples I have posted, feel free to tell me which one on my tagboard &amp;amp; I would gladly explain the oxymoron for you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Well, got to go now. Byes People~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-5813357980395614235?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/5813357980395614235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-people-lets-talk-about-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/5813357980395614235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/5813357980395614235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-people-lets-talk-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-1621903145674645844</id><published>2009-02-09T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T05:02:11.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sry to all the people who saw &amp;amp; told me my blog was dead. I really had no time. Sry. :(&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Well, let's start with what happened yesterday. Yesterday soo fun~ I went over to Xavier's house to do the chinese ace project. Brought Clare along :) Well, many people in the class knows what happened anyway. Xavier's fault. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Then, we went up to his house to do the chinese ace. Most of the work done by Xavier &gt;.&lt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The funniest part was when Clare &amp;amp; me were lying on Xavier's bed. He was playing with his pole in the living room. Suddenly, his mum came out. He almost got a heart attack. Shouted soo loud~ I was laughing at him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We had dinner over at his house. His mum ordered Pizza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Xenia soo cutee~ So sad that she's sick and then she also have homework :( Or not we would go talk with her. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Wanted to post about what we did to Xavier to let Xavier prove something. However, I decided that it is his privacy so I won't put it up here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We left his house around 6+. We walked to the MRT station. Then, we couldn't decide what to do. Therefore, we flipped a coin to decide. Heads = Go to White Sands. Tails = Go home. I flipped the coin~ Result = Heads. So, we went to White Sands. Walked around for awhile. Then felt really bored. So, decided to go staircase. At first I only planned to spend 30mins there because I had to go home. In the end, we spent 1hour 45mins there. :) Although when I reached home, I was late, I still got scolded til 10+, I was happy. The time spent was fantastic~ :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-1621903145674645844?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/1621903145674645844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/02/sry-to-all-people-who-saw-told-me-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/1621903145674645844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/1621903145674645844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/02/sry-to-all-people-who-saw-told-me-my.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-2538582592035739662</id><published>2009-02-04T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T04:10:36.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Taximan's Story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He doesn't agree with the behaviour of teenagers nowadays but he makes his living from them.&lt;br /&gt;2. The lack of moral values in teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;3. It is real to some extent.&lt;br /&gt;4. He is experienced in his job as a taxi driver &amp;amp; does what is needed for him to earn money. No, I do not feel sympathy for him.&lt;br /&gt;5. No, I do not agree with his lamenting.&lt;br /&gt;6. I do not feel sympathy for the other characters in the story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-2538582592035739662?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/2538582592035739662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/02/taximans-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/2538582592035739662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/2538582592035739662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/02/taximans-story.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-7428917029202395181</id><published>2009-02-02T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T01:45:53.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This quiz was taken from Ryan's blog. I dont really have anything to do so I shall use this to waste my time XD.&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Name 20 people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;1. Clare &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. Ernest &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. Benjamin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. Michelle &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. Crystal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6. Yee Hark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7. Ryan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;8. Joanne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;9. Alex&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10. Cheryl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;11. Jerlynx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;12. Chloe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;13. Rachel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;14. Jee Ern&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;15. Jolee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;16. Joel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;17. Dexter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;18. Tze Han&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;19. Wei Jie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;20. Cherwin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;1. How did you meet 14?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Same Class since Primary 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;2. How would you do if you never met 1?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I not really sure what would happen to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;3. What if 9 and 20 date?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's pratically impossible. Cher is much too chio &amp;amp; she taller then him like 1 head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;4. Will 6 and 17 date?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The day they date will be the day when the world turns upside-down. Toatally imposssible that they will date ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;5. Describe 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He is a great friend. He helped me alot last time. Thanks for all the homework XD~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;6. Is 8 attractive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Of course. That's why she was my ex. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;7. Describe 7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;His name is RyanLim. aka Mr.Hopeless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He Is Romeo? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He's waiting for Juliet and has been existing since 4 october '96.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;HWACHONG-ian, Sec 1O1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love life is near zero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;8.What would you do if 8 confesses to you that he/she likes you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, she had already. Long time ago? Like I said, she was my ex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;9. What language does 15 speak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She speaks English, Chinese, abit of Japanese &amp;amp; abit of French.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;10. Who is 9 going out with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He's Single.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;11. How old is 16?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He's 15 this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;12. When was the last time you spoke to 13?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmms.. I not really sure. She finds me from time to time. I never go find her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;13. Who is 2's favourite band or singer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt; not sure what he likes ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;14. Would you ever date 4?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dated before.. She was great. She studying CHIJ St.Nicholas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;15. Would you ever date 1?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We are together now :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;16. Is 19 single?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yupp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;17. What is 10's last name?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;18. Would you ever be in a relationship with 11?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nah. That wouldn't happen. She lives soo far away. (Pasir Ris)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;19. School of 3?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Catholic High I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;20. Where does 16 live?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Around Bishan area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;21. Whats your favourite thing about 5?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She's a wonderful girl &amp;amp; she was my ex xp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-7428917029202395181?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/7428917029202395181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-quiz-was-taken-from-ryans-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/7428917029202395181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/7428917029202395181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-quiz-was-taken-from-ryans-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-6927734551669863108</id><published>2009-01-29T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T04:45:26.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Japanese Lessons again today~ Waited for the bus with Ming Hao &amp;amp; Zhan Yi. We were at the bus stop around 2.35. The bus only came at like 3.15? We were late for Japanese Lessons &gt;.&lt; Did not learn my Japanese dictation again xp Had to copy from Chu Ting again just like last week. Thank You~ Gavin, Javier &amp; Andre were trying to take pics of us both just because were sitting together o.o Lol.&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Reached home around 7.20.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Bathed &amp;amp; had dinner. Then posting now &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Nothing else to say, Bye Peoples~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-6927734551669863108?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/6927734551669863108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/japanese-lessons-again-today-waited-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/6927734551669863108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/6927734551669863108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/japanese-lessons-again-today-waited-for.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-1564392775286523342</id><published>2009-01-28T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:40:47.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;No school today! However, I'm really bored at home. I just completed my Japanese homework. I did not learn my dictation again &gt;.&lt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tuesday, January 27,2009&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;All my relatives came over to my house again! Played with all my cousins~ Lunch was soo fantastic. There was soo many things to eat~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ernest asked me out to Junction 8 around 5. Sigh~ Nothing was open at Junction 8. He came over for dinner at my house. He got 3 red packets! Soo good T.T I want it as well~~ Took the train with him to Raffles Place &amp;amp; then went home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Monday,January 26,2009&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;All my relatives are going to come over. Soo excited~ Eh..The doorbell rang. My 2nd Uncle's family is here! Yea~ Going to play with them now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Byes for now~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-1564392775286523342?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/1564392775286523342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-school-today-however-im-really-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/1564392775286523342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/1564392775286523342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-school-today-however-im-really-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-3799819062262380461</id><published>2009-01-25T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T01:56:44.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I went to Bishan Library to do project yesterday o.o Met up with Clare at Ocean Pacific. Then, we proceeded to the library. Did not do anything but talk &amp;amp; decide on the category for project day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Then, we went to Toa Payoh. We went to the stadium as it was almost deserted &amp;amp; quiet. Chatted for a long time. Lunch was skipped~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We continued walking around Toa Payoh. We went to sit outside Kiddy Palace &amp;amp; continued chatting~ She had to go home around 8+.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;When we reached home, we continue talking on hp XD~ We talked til like 7.30am around there. We talked around 22hours xp. ( 2nd time meeting her ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Well, it was really fun. Nothing else to post. Byes~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-3799819062262380461?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/3799819062262380461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-went-to-bishan-library-to-do-project.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/3799819062262380461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/3799819062262380461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-went-to-bishan-library-to-do-project.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-6011521426647588588</id><published>2009-01-22T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T01:56:54.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I had Japanese lesson today :D It's the best thing that happened today. Japanese was very fun. However, it went past soo fast~ Suddenly, it was time for dismissal. So fast~ We learnt more Japanese words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We had to write a few of them as homework. There was dictation today! I did not learn it at all. I forgot all about it~ Lucky for me, Chu Ting help me ^^ I was able to do 8 of the 10 questions. Thx! I thought i was going to fail o.o Chatted a lot during Japanese classes XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Well, nothing more to say~ Byes~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-6011521426647588588?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/6011521426647588588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-had-japanese-lesson-today-d-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/6011521426647588588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/6011521426647588588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-had-japanese-lesson-today-d-best.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-3424414968834721930</id><published>2009-01-21T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T01:57:06.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sigh~ I have to go for Mathematical Olypaid Training, but it clashes with my 3rd language classes... So, i guess i have to make a choice. Which should i go for? Not really sure now.. Nevermind. I slowly take my time to consider :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Chinese: We talked about chinese new year for the 1hour 20mins.&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mathematics: We went through a maths worksheet. Scored Full Marks :D&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Break: Nothing much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;RTA/AAP: We were told of the methods to record our voices. We also have to record our voices and give a short introduction about ourselves. Our homework o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Language Arts: We went through Flowers for Algernon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Infocomm Studies: We were given a project. It was easy. Did not have much problems with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After School: I went to find はちみつ &amp;amp; 姉姉。I also had to pass the hp to them so they could pass to YX. Hope the hp can charge xp~ Then followed them around~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Nothing else to post~ さようなら~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-3424414968834721930?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/3424414968834721930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/sigh-i-have-to-go-for-mathematical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/3424414968834721930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/3424414968834721930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/sigh-i-have-to-go-for-mathematical.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-112498256278367743</id><published>2009-01-19T05:56:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T01:57:19.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Blog Prompt : Silver Workforce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Greetings to one and all who are present for this speech. Today, I am here to represent the older workers who could very well be under your management after this speech is delivered. both the pros and cons of hiring older workers will be provided for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So, I guess everyone presnt must be wondering, what good is there is hiring older workers? They are slow, unproductive and inefficient. Well, I tell you that that is not a problem at all. The Ministry of Manpower are providing funds to make jobs more age-friendly. This allows the jobs assigned to older workers to be at the correct pace for them. Furthurmore, older workers are much cheaper as compared to the younger workers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;To add on, there are some jobs that older workers are more likely to do which the younger generation of Singaporeans would not do. Some examples are : cleaning public toilets, working at coffeeshops and hawker centeres clearing dishes. The majority of the younger generation in Singapore nowadays have diplomas, degrees etc. They are more likely to possess a white collar job. As older workers are by large illiterate, they do not really mind such jobs. All they ask for is a steady income so that they may enjoy three meals a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So, I am appealing to all of you to give them a chance. A chance to prove their worth to all of you. With that, I bid farewell. Thank You!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-112498256278367743?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/112498256278367743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-prompt-silver-workforce-greetings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/112498256278367743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/112498256278367743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-prompt-silver-workforce-greetings.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-5962116751852763612</id><published>2009-01-19T05:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T01:57:34.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My 3rd Language is put to use :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-5962116751852763612?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/5962116751852763612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-3rd-language-is-put-to-use-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/5962116751852763612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/5962116751852763612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-3rd-language-is-put-to-use-d.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-5987972773352079801</id><published>2009-01-15T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T01:58:39.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Today's Current Affairs discussion was so fun. It lasted 1hour 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. The discussion topic was Economical development has the upper hand against Environmental development. I was 1 of the best speakers :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Chinese: Forgot to bring my homework today. 对不起老师。I was reprimanded &amp;amp; had to hold the 弟子规 with my hands straight. My friends could not hold it straight o.0 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Recess: There was nothing much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Geography: We had to hand up our homework. After that, we were given a worksheet to test us on our general knowledge on the 1st chapter of our geography textbook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Maths: We did a worksheet on the smallest integer to cube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;History: We had to do an inference question on a Greek funeral/death mask which was made of gold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Art: We drew some squares &amp;amp; rectangles on a drawing block. I do not really understand why we did that o.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Language Arts: We finished the main points of the complaint letter which we were supposed tp write to the Ministy Of Education as a concerned parent in regards to the story of Adeline Ng Ai Choo in Little Ironies (Written by : Catherine Lim).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Well, thats all for now. The date is wrong again. Should be 16th Jan. I'm too lazy to change it. Sorry~ Signing off from Computer Lab 4. さようなら~ (Sayonara)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-5987972773352079801?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/5987972773352079801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/todays-current-affairs-discussion-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/5987972773352079801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/5987972773352079801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/todays-current-affairs-discussion-was.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-7518187758826779943</id><published>2009-01-15T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T01:58:49.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Today was my 1st lesson for my 3rd language (Japanese). I also had a mathematical olympaid selection test today. It took me 45mins to complete the test o.o Well, today's Japanese lesson was pretty fun. Dexter, Ming Xia, Ming Hao &amp;amp; Zhan Yi same class as me. I was around 30mins late because of the test. Luckily I had an explanation. Did not get scolded or punished on the 1st day :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;During the class, we learned the pronounciation of Hiragama. We also learned some simple words &amp;amp; greetings. Then we had a simple pratice. We had to introduce ourselves &amp;amp; ask for the names of 2 people we did not know. I asked the girl sitting beside me &amp;amp; the guy behind me. Using Japanese was pretty fun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, I still have homework to do. Got to go complete them now. Byes~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-7518187758826779943?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/7518187758826779943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-was-my-1st-lesson-for-my-3rd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/7518187758826779943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/7518187758826779943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-was-my-1st-lesson-for-my-3rd.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-392609840173409184</id><published>2009-01-13T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T06:42:17.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today the Infocomm Studies sian lorh. The C++ programming so difficult lorh. So many things to remember. I not sure what to post. I only enjoy language arts &amp;amp; maths lessons so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. got to go. Byes~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-392609840173409184?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/392609840173409184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-is-sian-lorh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/392609840173409184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/392609840173409184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-is-sian-lorh.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276753267247106682.post-8073428959941888577</id><published>2009-01-11T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T01:59:11.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;School Finally Ended :D Currently posting from Com Lab 1. Did not have much homework today. All we got was Mathmatics &amp;amp; History hoemework. Today went past pretty fast. School started &amp;amp; ended. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We had Assembly Period today. We were explained by our Vice-Principal of our school motto 自強不息. Many People have many diffferent translations of this phrase. For me, I think it tells us to be relentless, work hard &amp;amp; never stop trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, got to go. May post tomorrow. Byes~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It seems like the date is wrong. Not able to change it. Sry :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Blogged Till 2.33pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2276753267247106682-8073428959941888577?l=dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/feeds/8073428959941888577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-finally-ended-d-currently.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/8073428959941888577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2276753267247106682/posts/default/8073428959941888577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dossiersecrets--x.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-finally-ended-d-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>SereneBoi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707086983391569501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
