<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739</id><updated>2011-07-30T16:20:41.691-07:00</updated><category term='Reflections 2007: Uncertainties'/><title type='text'>Take Flight</title><subtitle type='html'>sing, sang and sung.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-3968486861904958051</id><published>2009-09-21T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T09:18:33.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes, in reply to bekah's spam, I've decided to update you all what I've been doing this holidays! I was involved in 2 productions: Emperor's New Clothes, as well as SPLAT! Musical Picking up the pieces. Great crew and inspiring characters. AND for SPLAT! i actually penned a song for the show (which was about youths-at-risk and giving chances) and aptly named it, "Second Chances". I wish I could </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/3968486861904958051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/3968486861904958051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#3968486861904958051' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-6333812471229617178</id><published>2009-07-03T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T09:44:36.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its late in the night, but I had an impulse to just record a short version of Always Be My Baby. Pardon the sore throat (just finished screaming in rehearsals) and my super tired voice just felt like updating this blog but had nothing in the mac to upload hahahha... anw same old dedication goes to all my loved ones out there! This is for you! &lt;3 This one goes out specifically to Mr. ANG CHOR </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/6333812471229617178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/6333812471229617178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#6333812471229617178' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-4249143069544250631</id><published>2009-06-23T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T01:38:10.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sang this for the first time with BF at Sky's birthday party, not perfected yet, but still had fun singing at the party! Enjoy! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/4249143069544250631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/4249143069544250631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#4249143069544250631' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-728356632104875676</id><published>2009-05-28T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T09:45:44.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOLD ONTO OUR DREAMS :)OK i had to post something here in case people think its dead. Or I MYSELF, might think its dead. So here's a superrrr raw version of Hold on to our dreams. For DABESTCLIQUE and SAM and every else I love and care about, cuz you grew with me during my days in st nicks and made me who I am :) To Bekah, Bernice, Lingyi, Jing, Xian, Kristine, Sheshe, Michelle: Thank you for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/728356632104875676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/728356632104875676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#728356632104875676' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-5053691530669318847</id><published>2009-01-18T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T08:55:35.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mr. YouMr. You - RennyThe lyrics were written during my 1st year of studying in JC when I was getting really REALLY irritated by a good friend of mine who was getting confused and decided he liked me (when obviously i wasn't his type). Yet because we were friends,I wasn't that all persuasive to make him realise his mistake. Outright bitchiness wasn't gonna solve the problem as well, so this song </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/5053691530669318847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/5053691530669318847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#5053691530669318847' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-4852422876104433846</id><published>2009-01-17T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T19:10:24.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm thinking, that I will change the purpose of this blogsite. Yes, it should be changed. While previously all posts have been introspective reflections of my odd and erratic thoughts, I have decided to put these thoughts into songs. How about that? I'll share my works (when I can) here along with how the song came about. In the new year of 2009, while reality has donned on me that resolutions </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/4852422876104433846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/4852422876104433846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#4852422876104433846' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-6319021334130021309</id><published>2008-10-03T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T03:27:05.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We need the truth, not hypocrisy.damn YOU.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/6319021334130021309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/6319021334130021309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#6319021334130021309' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-2921295762713014314</id><published>2007-10-17T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T09:24:51.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I always needed time on my own, I never thought I'd need you there when I cry..." -- Avril Lavigne, Missing You. One year ago, I would've sang this line, or even this whole song with no inkling on how much it meant to someone who was really missing, well, someone else they loved dearly.The empathy I had, or the lack of it, has been fully recompensated as I embark in this new journey of trials...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/2921295762713014314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/2921295762713014314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#2921295762713014314' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-5785551526212615603</id><published>2007-08-02T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T09:02:12.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Little boy you’ve come a long wayYou’ve dealt with the daggers that go straight through the heartLittle boy you’re forsaken and aloneYou’ve licked the wounds and dried your tears on your ownFallen from redemptionThe world has crucified your spiritTake him awayTake him awayTake him away from this imperfectionsTake him awayTake him awaySo secrets won’t engulf himTake him awayTake him awayTake him </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/5785551526212615603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/5785551526212615603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#5785551526212615603' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-4642759813724387635</id><published>2007-07-11T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T09:55:41.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Somewhere over the rainbow by Katherine McPhee, to all sweet infants taking your steps, brave as they be! Take faith, and find hope in those who believe in you. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/4642759813724387635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/4642759813724387635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#4642759813724387635' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-7872737045538621297</id><published>2007-07-11T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T09:51:19.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When you wish upon a starMakes no difference who you areAnything your heart desiresWill come to youIf your heart is in your dreamsNo request is to extremeWhen you wish upon a starAs dreamers doFate is kindShe brings to those who loveAs sweet fullfillment of their secret drownsLike a boat out of the blueFate steps in and see's you throughMoma when you wished upon a starYour dreams come </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/7872737045538621297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/7872737045538621297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#7872737045538621297' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-85895567491223461</id><published>2007-06-26T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T23:18:02.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what a tear jerker, connie talbot. a 6 year old girl with the immense power to move millions of listeners with her voice. while i was trying to clear myself of my emotional mess, i was suddenly struck with the answer to why she touched my heart. Her innocence. RAW, innocent and the purest of all emotions were just easily poured into the song. where grown-up singers in majority will have to dig </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/85895567491223461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/85895567491223461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#85895567491223461' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-3286439885528350665</id><published>2007-06-04T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T01:00:16.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its easier to breathe when things are kept simple, crystal clear.Its easier to see  when doubts and questions are at best, not even borne.Its easier to get by when any relationship is kept on a clean slate.Sometimes not diving too deep into anything keeps everything pretty. On one hand, there is a certain depth of silent understanding between two friends, and on the other, there is a respectable </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/3286439885528350665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/3286439885528350665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#3286439885528350665' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-7467893073891922211</id><published>2007-05-17T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T10:48:50.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life. we ask questions about that all the time ehs?When life's a stage, we're all the puppets in this game. who is it to be called the mastermind?No one's to blame for all the masked up acting.Life's a game.Dont hate the player, hate the game.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/7467893073891922211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/7467893073891922211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7467893073891922211' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-4400408270009676574</id><published>2007-04-19T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T09:17:42.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Startling revelations, but my reaction to what has happened shocks me even more. Drawing from past experiences, i SHOULD wince and shy away, afraid.But i haven't. it's been 2 days,... and what can I say? I even...Oh dear, I'm quite a noob, am I? Buddha Bless! haha. I'm becoming crazy. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/4400408270009676574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/4400408270009676574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4400408270009676574' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-23682687234934892</id><published>2007-03-30T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T12:25:51.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Buddha,(:it's getting better.time colours our perceptions. they change (maybe for the better) as it passes. Maybe after some time I'll realise the other wonderful colours that awaits me when i awaken from my blindness.thank you.Renny</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/23682687234934892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/23682687234934892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#23682687234934892' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-4765627553046672331</id><published>2007-03-28T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T10:46:53.323-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections 2007: Uncertainties'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My days are passed now, with (almost) silent acceptance, save the occasional more emotional resistance as futile an attempt as it might be. However, the occasions are becoming frequent. I start to worry, am i going back to the days of my JC life? When that thought arises and permanently resides in the depths of my mind, that hauls my emotions yet again.Yes, i have agreed with the ones i hold </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/4765627553046672331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/4765627553046672331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#4765627553046672331' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-116667677680590546</id><published>2006-12-20T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T20:52:56.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i swear its the rain thats making me feel this way.i think FIR's latest song called 眷戀 is really nice! they really know how to use instruments to create the "i think i'm moving on but i'm actually i'm not" atmosphere. haha.i figured i'm actually quite free, considering the fact that i can actually blog almost every other day. or maybe its just cuz a certain good-willed individual, (: , encouraged</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/116667677680590546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/116667677680590546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116667677680590546' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-116659725543516842</id><published>2006-12-19T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T22:47:35.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A whirlwind of changes have swept me off my feet. as i desperately attempt (yet unsuccessfully) to seek a precarious balance, i am faced with the simmering disappointment from them. Never did i ask for your understanding, nor your forgiveness. I do not need your sad misunderstood gazes you send towards me like i'm a lost case. I tolerate your assumed misconceptions about me, but alas i doubt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/116659725543516842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/116659725543516842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116659725543516842' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-114096835279532881</id><published>2006-02-26T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T07:39:13.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i keep a calm facade as i glance over the Teachers siting next to me.i am awed with their knowledge.a deep respect for them has found its way into me."Make virtuous friends."looking back at what Teacher Biaoyong said, i daresay i now do understand what he has said. This will be the people who will be WITH me along my path of practice.I feel a strange new responsibility when i look at the children</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/114096835279532881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/114096835279532881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114096835279532881' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-113967507980368125</id><published>2006-02-11T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T08:24:39.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>they told him to follow his dreams.they didnt tell me that last year.why?why?why?He wants to be a doctor. so he's allowed to follow his dreams.and when i speak of my aspirations, they shut it away.LOW CLASS SCUM. they would say."You're smart enough to get a better job than that!" come their indignant replies.i sense no regret.i feel their expectations.i lose their understanding.i see my dreams </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/113967507980368125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/113967507980368125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113967507980368125' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-113966428809348579</id><published>2006-02-11T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T05:24:48.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i figured out the piano part to jay chou's 枫.i can't figure out what to write in my history assignment.i figured what made me take physics after a subtle reminder from mr tay.i can't figure out why i'm staring at the computer trying to figure out what to put into my history work.i figured out that i'm going to start working hard for physics to remind myself why i took physics in the beginning.i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/113966428809348579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/113966428809348579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113966428809348579' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-113838261868844007</id><published>2006-01-27T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T09:23:38.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the thrilling prospect of getting a boost in my own disposable (used to be miserable income) income and consumption as a result is so enticing that i can pee my pants.i wanna jump into sunday NOW!ok. maybe the peeing part should be deleted. siyuan got 2nd runner up for nj superstar! but, DOH, he could've done SO much better. we all thought so. we screamed our heads off in support for him, we KNEW</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/113838261868844007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/113838261868844007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113838261868844007' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-113777563266952754</id><published>2006-01-20T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T08:47:12.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>as i venture into yet another new year, i sit up and start to place my resolutions into place. then again, do i actually hold enough of resolution to be resolute about my resolutions? or were they merely there to exist for a couple of determined days, before finally making a quiet and forgottened exit later in the year?who doesnt want their resolutions to last?but i suppose the sacred meaning of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/113777563266952754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/113777563266952754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113777563266952754' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-113439000738312541</id><published>2005-12-12T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T04:20:07.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am disappointed. TERRIBLY.i look at the 3/4 empty sketchbook and i feel i've been keeping empty promises to no one but me. did i not hope and fantasize (during promos) that it'll be filled once i have the time?oh time. how ironic! when you get bitter about how little of it you have, you make so much out of it. and when you're drowned into the depths of it, you cant seem to get anything proper </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/113439000738312541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/113439000738312541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113439000738312541' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-112964929610145444</id><published>2005-10-18T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T08:28:16.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i read about her historyher tears and falls.i never knew and probably wouldnt have known from her calm mask she donned on day after day, about her persisting darkening daylights.two she's from two worlds but playwriting their life in the same elaborate fashion.was it merely a hideaway or was it a disillusion?its not only them... is it?how the masks of emotions have overcome all, we cant even tell</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/112964929610145444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/112964929610145444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112964929610145444' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-112917639575970198</id><published>2005-10-12T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T21:06:35.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wrote a letter to heri asked her what was wrongabout mewaiting for a hopeless replymaybe she'd helpin some waywould she turn awaywith scornwould she laugh it offand say i was thinking too muchor am i justwrong.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/112917639575970198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/112917639575970198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112917639575970198' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-112754685161726315</id><published>2005-09-24T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T00:27:31.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear you, at the looks of the current situation, i have to sincerely confess with utmost distaste that:I HATE YOU when you stuff the accusations up my mouth that i've got my face stuck up my arse BUGGER OFF Mr. YOUI DON'T NEED YOUR CONTRIBUTION TO THISMESS please inform the required authorities when you've finally decided to GET A LIFE.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/112754685161726315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/112754685161726315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112754685161726315' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-112264599840951477</id><published>2005-07-29T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T07:06:38.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Summertime and the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin', and the cotton is high Your Daddy's rich and your Mama is good lookin' So, hush, little baby don't you cry One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singin' You're gonna spread your wings and take to the sky, take to the sky But until that mornin' there's nothin' that can harm you With Daddy and Mommy standin' by Summertime Yes, it's the time, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/112264599840951477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/112264599840951477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112264599840951477' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-112230125195304036</id><published>2005-07-25T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T07:20:51.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Summer has come and passedThe innocent can never lastwake me up when september endslike my fathers come to passseven years has gone so fastwake me up when september endshere comes the rain againfalling from the starsdrenched in my pain againbecoming who we areas my memory restsbut never forgets what I lostwake me up when september endssummer has come and passedthe innocent can never lastwake me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/112230125195304036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/112230125195304036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112230125195304036' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-112088284822570754</id><published>2005-07-08T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T21:20:48.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You and me We used to be together Everyday together always I really feel That I'm losing my best friend I can't believeThis could be the end It looks as though you're letting go And if it's real Well I don't want to know Don't speak I know just what you're sayingSo please stop explaining Don't tell me cause it hurts Don't speak I know what you're thinking I don't need your reasons Don't tell me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/112088284822570754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/112088284822570754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112088284822570754' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-111899703357298244</id><published>2005-06-17T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T01:30:34.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another summer dayIs come and gone awayIn Paris and RomeBut I wanna go homeMmmmmmmmMaybe surrounded byA million peopleIStill feel all aloneI just wanna go homeOh I miss you, you knowAnd I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to youEach one a line or two“I’m fine baby, how are you?”Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enoughMy words were cold and flatAnd you deserve more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/111899703357298244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/111899703357298244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111899703357298244' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-111234072722010740</id><published>2005-03-31T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T23:32:07.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>翻着我们的照片,想念若隐若现, 去年的冬天,我们笑得很甜, 看着你哭泣的脸,对着我说再见, 来不及听见,你已走得很远, 也许你已经放弃我,也许已经很难回头, 我知道自己错过,请再给我一个理由,说你不爱我, 就算是我不懂,能不能原谅我, 请不要把分手当作你的请求, 我知道坚持要走是你受伤的藉口, 请你回头,我会陪你一直走到最后, 就算没有结果,我也能够随, 我知道你的痛,是我给的承诺, 你说给过我笑容,沉默是因为包容, 如果要走,请你记得我, 如果难过,请你忘了我. - jaychou.ohwellls. i'm dweling in junyan's house currently. got my class timetable and i was unfortunate enough to be the temporary CT reo post. wadahell. im not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/111234072722010740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/111234072722010740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111234072722010740' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-110622018058622488</id><published>2005-01-20T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T03:25:16.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah, ooooh... We started as friendsBut something happened inside meNow I'm reading into everything But there's no sign you hear the lightning, baby You don't ever notice me turning on my charm Or wonder why I'm always where you are I've made it obvious Done everything but sing it (I've crushed on you so long, but on and on you get me wrong) I'm not so good with words And since you never </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/110622018058622488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/110622018058622488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110622018058622488' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-109783020490333041</id><published>2004-10-15T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T01:50:04.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally. prelims are over. and now all that's left is the O's. the big great important thing that's gonna bring us yet into another phase of life. the end of schooling in st nicks. not that the school's great or whatever, but i'm gonna miss it. not the school, but the people, of course... some of the food as well. hee. i watched raising helen like... few weeks ago, in the midst of prelims. me and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/109783020490333041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/109783020490333041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109783020490333041' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-108091851642763316</id><published>2004-04-02T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T07:12:16.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lalala... my patrol blog is sooooo nice. cheryl's great! must be cux she's a morning glorian. hahahahahh! so bhb eh me.no more test liao! next week's test, surprisingly only comprises of chem! how exciting! and i can slack for the rest of the bloody week! not bloody lah. haha. will be having a buddhist retreat on thursay to saturday. hahah... so i'll be meditating and stuff in the temple. anyway</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/108091851642763316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/108091851642763316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108091851642763316' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-107797573101067011</id><published>2004-02-28T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T05:45:04.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>think renny's gonna break. how?she's trying to be stretched to the limits but I'm not a rubber band...i'm still a string. i'll breakwhen you pull too hard.i'll bounce back higher when you hit me to the groundbut i'll burst when you do it to hard.gimme some assurance would you?i'm not prepared to live through self doubt and misery every day.i'm not prepared to smile to everyone when i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/107797573101067011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/107797573101067011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107797573101067011' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-107260436108222997</id><published>2003-12-28T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T01:39:37.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Young girl don't cryI'll be right here when your world starts to fall, oohYoung girl it's alrightYour tears will dry, you'll soon be free to fly, oohWhen you're safe inside your room you tend to dreamOf a place where nothing's harder than it seemsNo one ever wants to bother to explainOf the heartache life can bring and what it meansWhen there's no one elseLook inside yourselfLike your</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/107260436108222997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/107260436108222997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107260436108222997' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-107138688872952097</id><published>2003-12-13T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T23:28:21.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dang.hahhaa. i saw peter pan's movie advert and i'm so gonna watch it no new zealand or not. and i have this bloody great hunch that i ain't gonna take the tests sceduled for the fist few weeks. heh. I'm gloating. i know. hahahahaha. so bloody happy. but then again. I'm not gonna bring my hopes too high. still gonna study. for my own good wor. Going m'sia for a week, all renny's frens dun miss</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/107138688872952097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/107138688872952097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107138688872952097' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-106821394254411862</id><published>2003-11-07T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T06:05:46.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YAY! Chinese I's just dammit finished! oosH. oOsh. Oosh. yeah man! whEe.  went to watch uptown girls... bloody nice. cried, laughed, cursed. wtf. nice movie.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/106821394254411862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/106821394254411862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106821394254411862' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-106767119736378729</id><published>2003-10-31T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T23:19:59.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>boo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/106767119736378729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/106767119736378729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106767119736378729' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-106767086488372195</id><published>2003-10-31T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T23:14:27.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha... its me again! decided to get the chinese lyircs out cox i couldn't even read a crap outta it. wtf. heck...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/106767086488372195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/106767086488372195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106767086488372195' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-106766922259817460</id><published>2003-10-31T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T22:47:04.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ehs. hais. studying chinese now. bored like siao so i decided finally to heh... play computer (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/106766922259817460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/106766922259817460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106766922259817460' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-106759253176142376</id><published>2003-10-31T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T01:28:53.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hai. today end of school liao. thought i could have this big damn hibernating thing but guess what. MOE just doesn't seem to favour secondary students like me. i still have O level chinese! how exciting. while everyone not in special starts sleeping late and enjoying the helloutta themselves, all of us are here slogging the shit out of ourselves. ha. bleaghs.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/106759253176142376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/106759253176142376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106759253176142376' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-106759197795250801</id><published>2003-10-31T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T01:21:31.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YAY!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/106759197795250801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/106759197795250801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106759197795250801' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6014739.post-106758656543390186</id><published>2003-10-30T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T23:49:26.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heh. another new blog. after like... the few gruelling hours i went through with stupid blogger. bleaghs. buts... everything's ok so i'm happy. heh. hoLidAyS here!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/106758656543390186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6014739/posts/default/106758656543390186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelreality.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106758656543390186' title=''/><author><name>Renny...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03495558008409688812</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></entry></feed>
