<?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-23660376</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:53:51.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Orange</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23660376.post-2963558226717970463</id><published>2007-11-19T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T11:19:40.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It feels weird to be back here again. I haven't, for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid blog doesn't allow me to change my blog template. Comes out in weird layouts and gibberish.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm hopeless at html.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i think I'll stick to my livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;And give this blog up completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, no, maybe I'll give up blogging totally. Yeah. I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-2963558226717970463?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/2963558226717970463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=2963558226717970463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/2963558226717970463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/2963558226717970463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2007/11/it-feels-weird-to-be-back-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-116783103607262051</id><published>2007-01-03T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T21:30:36.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I break my hiatus for one night for some good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;WALKING PARTNER&lt;/span&gt; ON BEING THE MONITRESS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA YOU CAN DO IT! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;hiatus&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-116783103607262051?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116783103607262051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=116783103607262051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116783103607262051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116783103607262051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-break-my-hiatus-for-one-night-for.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-116766533671932083</id><published>2007-01-01T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T23:43:17.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2007. Happy new year (: I stayed up late until 0030 this morning even though I wanted to sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to Marina Square with &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;WP&lt;/span&gt;. (: Ate Subway for lunch xD Hahahah I eat the same thing everytime. Then walked around a little. It was rather early in the morning, so I guess the place was ulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Death Note 2. (Which, of course, &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;WP&lt;/span&gt; watched before already) Thank you &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;WP&lt;/span&gt; for 陪-ing me to watch it, even though it meant that you'd be watching it a second time. Why must everyone die? ): But never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Light is cute (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read Macbeth a little in Macs, then my dad fetched me home, while &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;WP&lt;/span&gt; walked to bugis to have dinner at Allson Hotel (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;WP&lt;/span&gt; said I cried a lot. HAH I didn't. I only cried a little. Do I cry too much? Let's see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I cried&lt;/span&gt; before I pierced my ear (I still remember it was October26, 2003, P6). Wait, now this I must clarify. I did not cry when my ears were pierced. I cried when I was&lt;em&gt; talking&lt;/em&gt; about getting my ears pierced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I cried&lt;/span&gt; while watching &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Finding Nemo&lt;/span&gt;. I also cried when watching the &lt;em&gt;reruns&lt;/em&gt; of &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Finding Nemo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I cried&lt;/span&gt; when watching &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Open Season&lt;/span&gt; (when Boog wanted to part with the trainer). Which according to &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;WP&lt;/span&gt;, was &lt;em&gt;nothing &lt;/em&gt;to cry about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I cried&lt;/span&gt; because I couldn't part with my old handphone. I must clarify again. I did not cry when I was parting with it. I cried when I was &lt;em&gt;talking&lt;/em&gt; about parting with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I bawled&lt;/span&gt; when Coco ran away (even though it was only one hour, cause my little pretty waltzed back).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And... I cried for T.J and the land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BUAHAHAHAHHAHA. Yeah right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Of course, I cry for other stuff, and all. Like when I'm depressed and hear a sad song that remind me how I shouldn't take my parents for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh yes (: On Saturday, Yunmin came over to my house to discuss about some proposal for choir. Then of course, Coco went nuts! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And we are officially "The Koalas, the Lizard, and the Dog". BUAHAHHAHAHAHAHA. We are also called, 'Lo Bang Shin Ki'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here's our introduction:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'Hana, Dul, Sett! Hi everyone! We are Lobang Shinki. Lobang ah!' xDDD I love dongbang (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Stupid CB is taking so long I will flip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/hiatus"&gt;Hiatus:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–noun, plural -tus·es, -tus.&lt;br /&gt;1. A break or interruption in the continuity of a work, series, action, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Credit: Dictionary.com Unabridged (v 1.1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;On permanent hiatus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Until whenever I have things to blog about. And until whenever I am not tied up with other commitments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's going to be chaos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-116766533671932083?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116766533671932083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=116766533671932083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116766533671932083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116766533671932083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-116617484992220289</id><published>2006-12-15T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T18:04:03.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah, I am surviving the day with five hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7471/352/1600/89965/panda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" height="196" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7471/352/320/467213/panda.jpg" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;相似度：99.8% ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least I've finished everything. Now I can sit back a little (yeah right, I've been doing that all holiday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;WP&lt;/span&gt; came to my house. (: YAH LAH I'm honoured. We spent like half and hour just sitting down and playing with the dogs(my lovelies), and &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;WP&lt;/span&gt; had all sorts of weird nicknames and descriptions about them. Ahahahha. :DD And we've decided that Coco's full name is Nata de Coco Lee. BUAHHAHA. She's my little pretty! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did some homework, then watched some tv, played some computer, and walked the dogs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Wednesday after choir, &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;WP&lt;/span&gt; was waiting downstairs for me. Sorry, it ended kind of late :X Then we went to Vivo! :D And bought tickets to &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Open Season&lt;/span&gt;. (: I cried at the last part, it was so sad! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thai Express&lt;/span&gt; to eat (everytime I eat at &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thai Express&lt;/span&gt;, I remember Weiling :D), and &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;WP&lt;/span&gt; found a waiter's service extremely nice. xD After that we shopped around a little and HAHAH WP kept wanting to eat all the expensive expensive stuffs o_______________o (Yes you did, &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;WP&lt;/span&gt;, coughB&amp;amp;JcoughCarnivore:Dcough.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;WP&lt;/span&gt; went for Akido class, and I went home to copy Salve's lyrics three times over :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today there was choir. It was the last practice before we break for two weeks. The holidays are ending. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a headache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-116617484992220289?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116617484992220289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=116617484992220289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116617484992220289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116617484992220289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/12/ah-i-am-surviving-day-with-five-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-116574644941287983</id><published>2006-12-10T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T18:31:46.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had told &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WP&lt;/span&gt; that I didn't need anything for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;. (Gosh I feel childish doing that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's true, I don't need anything. Ah, but needing is different from wanting. After reading &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WP's&lt;/span&gt; long and &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;expensive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wishlist, I had an idea. Now it's my turn to make impossible wishes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love tickets to Rain's concert &lt;333; a beanie; a jacket and Hamtaro PJs *laughs to self* Ahaha I don't need these stuff, but they're cute anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, the best thing anyone could give me this christmas, is my very own lovely &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;, direct from Korea (: Cause he makes Christmas beautiful. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WP&lt;/span&gt;, the only thing I can fulfill is to be your maid for a day. :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-116574644941287983?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116574644941287983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=116574644941287983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116574644941287983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116574644941287983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-had-told-wp-that-i-didnt-need.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-116528971118627360</id><published>2006-12-05T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T11:35:11.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I envy all those who seem to have countless people to confide in. But maybe I should just keep everything to myself. It's safer that way; you cannot hurt yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how the good stuff are always easily overlooked when the bad things arise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;我只能苦笑。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough with this emo crap. Wake up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more reason to dread the end of December (besides school). I will miss you my little darling. It's only been two weeks but I can safely say that I love you. My little baby, Coco. Of course, I'd love to post up a pic, but she's mine (: I think only Koala妹 and lizard have a pic; they took it when they came over to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not cross the line, thank you. It's there for a reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-116528971118627360?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116528971118627360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=116528971118627360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116528971118627360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116528971118627360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-envy-all-those-who-seem-to-have.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-116488374245413693</id><published>2006-11-30T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T18:49:02.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh and I almost forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NOVABELLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaahah MY BUDDY! AND BUDDY'S BUDDY (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-116488374245413693?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116488374245413693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=116488374245413693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116488374245413693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116488374245413693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-and-i-almost-forgot.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-116488357193729612</id><published>2006-11-30T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T18:46:12.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A;LSAJSHKALJFDSD LKA;ADJHFKSHF will you please &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;stop&lt;/span&gt; signing in and out of MSN?! I mean 2 or 3 times could be accounted for by MSN problems, but what, 20 times in a row?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I initially thought that it was always MSN problems, but after &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wp&lt;/span&gt; told me some people did it just so they would keep appearing on other peoples' screen, I wonder, really. Do you know how irritating it is when your stupid MSN window keeps flashing at the bottom, mister? Please get your MSN fixed or something. -____________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's been 15 days. And I bet Agnes hasn't updated her blog since 04112006. Wait let me check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WP&lt;/span&gt;, I didn't sleep later than you yesterday night! (: I went to sleep just as you went offline! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HeeChul&lt;/span&gt; came back! &lt;333 Yay (: And Bum too, but that's not the point :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay another time, too tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-116488357193729612?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116488357193729612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=116488357193729612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116488357193729612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116488357193729612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/alsajshkaljfdsd-lkaadjhfkshf-will-you.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-116360101701930638</id><published>2006-11-15T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:30:17.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything's not going right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOO I THINK I MADE A BIG FAT MISTAKE. Yay congratulate me because I have just humiliated myself and my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我好讨厌这种感觉。혐오그것!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be one of the six hundred people. I bet I won't even be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just wasn't meant to be. Perhaps it was just random; meant to pass by; never meant to stay. If it were so, spare me all this, please. I'm going to be disappointed (once again) I just know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why should I try if nothing is going to happen anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I shouldn't have tried, that's what. 나는 슬프다.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-116360101701930638?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116360101701930638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=116360101701930638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116360101701930638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116360101701930638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/everythings-not-going-right.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-116358553505039532</id><published>2006-11-15T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:20:25.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes my blog looks weird and I know it but I'm lazy to change the skin again. And the tagboard colour doesn't match; I tried to change the colour, but &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; still looked best so yeah. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was Chemistry only today because Mr Tan moved AMaths to tomorrow. After Chemistry lesson, I went for choir and we did &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;When You Believe&lt;/span&gt; the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I want to see the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;fire&lt;/span&gt; burning in your eyes.' WHOOSH someone get water please, the place is burning. (: And we still need it for choir practices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Yunmin, Elizabeth, Sophia, Eileen and I sat at the foyer for about 20minutes comtemplating if we should go to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt; to recce for the choir &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;BBQ&lt;/span&gt;. YAAAAAAAAAAAAY IT'S AT &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SENTOSA&lt;/span&gt;! :DD Anyway yeah we decided to go to PPMacs to further discuss stuff from where we left off at Yunmin's house yesterday. Anyway, we will go to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt; to check out the place (and spend 3bucks) see how the &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;BBQ &lt;/span&gt;pits are like if there is enough space for the games and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;(On paper, everything i/c insisted that it had to be)&lt;br /&gt;'D: When was choir camp?&lt;br /&gt;YM: During March Hols (:&lt;br /&gt;D: Oh now we have to plan for that again leh.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh fellow everything i/c cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we decided that they would go to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow after their lessons, then I go there by myself after my lessons, because mine end later tomorrow. (YAY &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SENTOSA&lt;/span&gt;:) Yes I want to play games at the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Palawan beach&lt;/span&gt; where we had our camp activities last Thursday. :DD Oh I just realised it'll be exactly one week tomorrow that I'll be back at &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the discussion today at Macs wasn't really productive, we sort of ended up laughing and singing and recording and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm in dilemma; is this normal? I don't think so, I feel happy, sad and weird at the same time. Bah I wish something would happen. But it never will. So get me to stop wishing it will. Stop it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Walking partner!&lt;/span&gt; Don't worry about your MP3 so much we'll bring it to the doctor on Friday :D And cheer up alright? Don't feel so down anymore! &lt;33 color="#ff6600"&gt;WP&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/352/320/DSC00633B.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(aka water plants:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-116358553505039532?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116358553505039532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=116358553505039532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116358553505039532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116358553505039532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/yes-my-blog-looks-weird-and-i-know-it.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-116297239917500864</id><published>2006-11-08T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T09:15:32.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First things first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY QIXUAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday to my darling sonny! Who's been such a wonderful person the whole time! My charming prince! &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-116297239917500864?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116297239917500864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=116297239917500864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116297239917500864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116297239917500864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/first-things-first.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-116289654424165180</id><published>2006-11-07T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T18:49:04.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want my week freeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt; Do you know the meaning of that?&lt;br /&gt;I want my week back. Return it to me &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAH. I knew you just wouldn't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never do. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes I just want to shake off all the responsibilities and act like a child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway! I was in my dad's car when we drove past a playground on the way home. The playground has SIX swings! SIX, I tell you, SIX. Swings are the best-est inventions ever. I miss the feeling of flying through the air, with the wind whizzing past my ears. But I'm embarrassed to show up with my grown-up, I'm-too-old-for-swings butt. I shall sneak there at night then :D It's within walking distance from my house anyways. About five-ten minutes car ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today we went back to school for extra lessons. Then we went to Kovan to buy stuff for the kids! It's our last lesson today. I'll never be able to go back to XingHua anymore. Then walked back to Kovan to eat a late lunch. :X And we don't speak 火星语 lah &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WP&lt;/span&gt; :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Hi &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WP&lt;/span&gt;! Thank you for your pretty keychain! &lt;3 I'll post a picture of it here next time! :D The world is 单纯&amp;amp;美满. (Only sometimes)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-116289654424165180?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116289654424165180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=116289654424165180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116289654424165180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116289654424165180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-116270522751784609</id><published>2006-11-05T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T13:40:27.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was the fixed arrangement a good idea?&lt;br /&gt;I am having doubts. It seems like everyone is hating choir because of that. All the time planning wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Ouch. That hurts. But thanks for telling that to my face. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stepping in my own tracks, I don't know where else to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Let me hear the music play;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Let me dance the night away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please. I want to lose myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;미안해, 이렇게 밖에 할수없잖니;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-116270522751784609?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116270522751784609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=116270522751784609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116270522751784609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116270522751784609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/was-fixed-arrangement-good-idea-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-116244150993683362</id><published>2006-11-02T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T12:25:09.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had choir yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. This is my third attempt in trying to recount the events. After backspacing the previous two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back home at four and finally downloaded X-man. Oh yeah my handphone battery went flat while we were eating lunch. And while I was engrossed in thoughts about what we had discussed, I missed my bus-stop -,- Anyway, X-man cheated my feelings. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathed and went out again to meet Auntie Michelle, Joei and Jaron. Took the MRT to Chinatown. Hahah I conclude that Jaron is a SHYBOY. xD I win lah, Jaron, give up. Had nice long talks about random stuff with Joei. I just realised we were childhood friends for 14 years (ever since we were one year old, we were playmates). It wasn't really awkward this time. I felt right at home chatting with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I refused to eat the shark's fin that came with the set meal. And the chilli crab too. (No, not that I'm that noble to save the crabs) Just that I don't like eating crabs. A;SLDKJFSJHLAKJHA STUPID RESTAURANT &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHEATS MONEY&lt;/span&gt;. What the. The little plate of veggie, that disgusting plate of kimchi-not-kimchi and some crap food and you ask us to pay like WHAAA-?! PTUI. And the service was like, all black black face. Uhh, since when did I owe you money huh? No wonder we're not considered 'elite' when it comes to service. a;lfskjla;dakj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there are some good services too xD But not what I experienced yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we finished eating, it was nine thirty. Shops were closed, everything was silent. I felt sort of sad and reluctant that we couldn't hang out longer, but I hope we'll have the chance sometime soon! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Joei! I'll try to make it for the Thailand trip alright! Then we can study bio together on the plane or something. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WP&lt;/span&gt;'s probably in KL now already right? I'll miss you &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wp&lt;/span&gt;! I'll miss sms-ing you and talking online and stuff. Take care and see you on Sat. Although you can't read this anyway :X &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;LOVE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that was a long post. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;LiMeng!&lt;/span&gt; Reply my email fast, and come back to Singapore and visit alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I want to go to the library to borrow books. I'm bored at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Celeste&lt;/span&gt; yes I love rain too. I saw your blog all plastered with him -,- Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to Rain's concert, but it costs a bomb x(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-116244150993683362?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116244150993683362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=116244150993683362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116244150993683362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116244150993683362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/11/had-choir-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-116230155796438763</id><published>2006-10-31T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T21:32:37.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;a;sdkalsk aslkja;laksl a;alkdjd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was raw emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the revised, edited one:&lt;br /&gt;I hope X-Man comes out soon. I cannot wait to watch it :D&lt;br /&gt;Hurry hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;There can be miracles, when you believe.&lt;/span&gt; Really?&lt;br /&gt;Learning the Prince Of Eygpt song for choir tomorrow. Finally going back for choir after the O Level Chinese. There are going to be visitors tomorrow from CHIJ St Theresa coming, I hope everything goes alright.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so behind in choir. I think they have started on the Japanese song and refined the Chinese one. I cannot even remember what part I am singing for the Chinese song cause I keep switching. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain Rain don't go away :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-116230155796438763?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116230155796438763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=116230155796438763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116230155796438763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116230155796438763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/10/asdkalsk-aslkjalaksl-aalkdjd-that-was.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-116177756875208173</id><published>2006-10-25T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T20:03:06.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had so much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I cannot remember. This coming Monday's the Chinese O'level exams. Why am I here again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the last day of school! xD Can anyone enlighten me why there's no school on Friday? Not that I'm complaining, but &lt;em&gt;well&lt;/em&gt;! I've realised how boring my blog is. Yes, that reflects me; I'm boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bougainvillea! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WP&lt;/span&gt;! If you're reading this, I've just remembered. &lt;strong&gt;WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO WITH THE &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PLANTS&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt; The &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovely&lt;/span&gt; little things full of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;(well the bougainvillea plant is trying) and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;vigour&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope we can maintain our standard. I hope that we can gain some recognition for our efforts put into choral singing. It really means a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wp&lt;/span&gt; ah. Stop going on about that alright! It's not true! -,- And okay lah, I will miss you when you go to see &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;fireflies&lt;/span&gt; xD (I think) Eh, you'll be having fun while I rot alright, so don't complain. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Unless you get bitten by mosquitoes and stuff xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Feel free to sms/call &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;每个人都有属于自己的一种安全感，而失去了安全感，就会变得脆弱。&lt;br /&gt;那种感觉，好陌生，好陌生哦。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-116177756875208173?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116177756875208173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=116177756875208173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116177756875208173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116177756875208173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-had-so-much-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-116064055658737667</id><published>2006-10-12T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T18:50:16.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The thing on leg burst. Or maybe I burst it, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is bleeding as I type. It's been bleeding for a while already, more and more blood being pushed out by the blood inside. It's on the thigh, on the back of the thigh, so it is affected when I sit. Also when I walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ruined my favourite pair of black FBTs! :/ I thought putting a tissue there would be fine, but it leaked through and now it has blood on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survived HCL today. Another one tomorrow. Why do they do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;WP:&lt;/u&gt; I hope you're feeling okay! &lt;3 Take care and don't feel upset anymore alright? Whatever happens, remember the pretty flowers outside class! xD (However that's going to help)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-116064055658737667?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116064055658737667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=116064055658737667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116064055658737667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116064055658737667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/10/thing-on-leg-burst.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-116055813383904266</id><published>2006-10-11T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T17:22:50.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We went to KBOX today. Sang for about three and a half hours. It fulfilled the wish I had during the exams. The guy said there was Sabah fish for lunch. The lunch came. It was Unagi. Unagi for goodness sake! How does it resemble Sabah fish in any way besides being classified under the broad name of fish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes I still think Jacky Zhu has a nice voice. We sang all kinds of songs. From the latest to the oldies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the insect bite on my leg has gotten way out of hand. It hurts when I touch it. It gets numb when I &lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt; touch it. I think I need to see a doctor soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[유노] 우린 큰 시련들을 경험했었지. 마치 암흑 속에 있는 것&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'O' - 동방신기&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-116055813383904266?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116055813383904266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=116055813383904266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116055813383904266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116055813383904266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/10/we-went-to-kbox-today.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-116039736188417611</id><published>2006-10-09T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T20:53:41.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The exams are over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking partner and I went to water the plants right after lit exam today. And, deciding to do a good deed, we also &lt;em&gt;watered all the plants in the level. &lt;/em&gt;Yay our bougainvillea is blooming prettily! It feels good to know that we had a hand in bringing the plants up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then right after that we headed off to Orchard. I realise, I haven't been to that place for at least a month. It's freaky how time passes so fast. Spent about two hours in Seoul Garden, then did super-aimless shopping (told you so wp x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes of course, I changed my blogskin! And it's still...ORANGE. Yes yes I see a lot of raised eyebrows. So there! Yay I've got the whole week off! Minus today, and thursday and friday for HCL extra lessons and minus wednesday to make my IC, I've got uhh. Three days left? Yeah, but it's good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some sort of weird insect bite on my hand and my leg. Yeah. Not one. But two weird painful insect bites. It hurts like crazy. And there's a process too. First it becomes a bump on the skin, then it swells and hurts if I hit it, then it hurts if I touch it at all. Finally, a small hole is created due to immense pressure inside (think, a volcano) and my mom will start squeezing it happily like a pimple. It is NOT, I repeat NOT a pimple on my hand and leg. There's something black inside mixed with pus and blood and it looks like an insect's sting. YEAOCH. Yes it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I saw Mel today at Orchard (I can't remember where). We were walking past a group of Nanyang girls and I happened to see her. How coincidental. And it turns out to be a small world as everyone starting greeting old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It cracks me up;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The pretty things in life. 不在乎有没有理由，因为爱你是活着的理由。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;says: I think jaejoong is pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;timeless. 최시원&amp;amp;이동해 사랑해요 슈퍼주니어 &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; says: When has jaejoong not been pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH. How very true. *nods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I'm weird. What I thought was real just turned out to be nothing. Cause the person feels differently. Maybe I should too. I should just forget about it altogether. Pretend that it was never there. Perhaps I can just chuck it somewhere behind my mind with one-thousand-and-ten other things and someday take it out and go 'Ah, did that ever happen?' It was only my wishful thinking I guess. Still, I can hope, can't I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-116039736188417611?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/116039736188417611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=116039736188417611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116039736188417611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/116039736188417611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/10/exams-are-over-walking-partner-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-115664422118843792</id><published>2006-08-27T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T10:03:41.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I'm wasting my life away.&lt;br /&gt;I should be studying.&lt;br /&gt;I should be doing something in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I should be better.&lt;br /&gt;I should be giving more than I am now.&lt;br /&gt;I should be putting more effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should not be what I am now. I am not good enough. Everytime I see you, I feel so inferior. You should be the one. Not me.&lt;br /&gt;I should not be wasting my life away.&lt;br /&gt;I should not be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should take a leaf out of Mel's book and put my blog on hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;No, wait. I SHALL take a leaf out of Mel's book and put my blog on hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;I shall do it this very instant.&lt;br /&gt;It's the one thing I can do right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On temporary hiatus until I can get my life straight. And until I can find something worth blogging about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-115664422118843792?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/115664422118843792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=115664422118843792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115664422118843792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115664422118843792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-think-im-wasting-my-life-away.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-115625201201410217</id><published>2006-08-22T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T21:37:06.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up today feeling normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to teach XingHua Primary today to teach chinese. The kids prepared gifts and cards for my birthday! &lt;3 And they sang me a birthday song in chinese twice! Thank you Eunice! I feel blessed.&lt;br /&gt;我是幸福的！&lt;br /&gt;When the kids hugged me and wished me happy birthday, I truly felt something that was indescribable. Thank you, lovely darlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the thank yous to people who made my birthday this year truly worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dad! Mom!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Thank you for all that you have done for me. Though I don't always show it, I really appreciate it. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Popo! GongGong!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Thank you for your well wishes! &lt;3 Take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Auntie Caris! Auntie Shalyn!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Thank you for the nice bag and yummy brownie cake, Auntie Caris! And thank you for the book Auntie Shalyn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;JingYing! JingYang!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;My two most awesome cousins, thank you for all your support and your pretty presents! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yanhui&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;aka WALKING PARTNER!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;3 Thank you for your lovely doggie and the earrings!(Thanks Inez :) Hahah, how now brown cow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Elizabeth YunMin Nicole&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Thank you for your lovely card and the TUNING FORK! Now we can all be like David! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christabel Sabrina Tiffany Melodie&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Thank you for the lovely surprise and the cake! &lt;3&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Agnes WeiLing CiHui Atiqah Celestine LiKi and all of 3Z and Mr Tan&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Thank you for wishing me happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Eileen Sophia Ruiwen Celeste Inez Penelope Jack Shawn Mel&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Thank you for well wishing me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My class from XingHua&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Primary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Thank you for your beautiful gifts and cards. It really made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all that I didn't mention, thank you! This is such a great birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, have to go now. Still have homework and tests! :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-115625201201410217?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/115625201201410217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=115625201201410217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115625201201410217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115625201201410217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-woke-up-today-feeling-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-115607765330876779</id><published>2006-08-20T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T20:40:53.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Random shoutout; Li Meng!&lt;br /&gt;Take care when you're overseas alright!&lt;br /&gt;We will all miss you, do come back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIBUM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;너에게 축 생일!&lt;br /&gt;너에게 축 생일 기범! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An early birthday. :D I'll remember it always cause it's one day before mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-115607765330876779?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/115607765330876779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=115607765330876779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115607765330876779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115607765330876779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/08/random-shoutout-li-meng-take-care-when.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-115598942552815177</id><published>2006-08-19T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T20:10:25.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The performance at ZhongHua Secondary today was alright to me. Big Girls' really had some meaning to it. I loved it, it was all so lively and everyone enjoyed it (At least, I thought so). Yet I found out about something that I really wished I didn't know. It hurts, it really does. I rather not find out about it then. It fills me with dread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm afraid I am not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I hadn't found out. If it were so, I'd rather think that you left because you did. Not anything else. At least, nothing about what I heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia let me listen to her mp3. I listened to our choir songs during choral excellence. I heard familiar sounds, Vem Kan Segla Forutan Vind, O Salut Something something, and I cried. I couldn't help it. I heard the tenors and bases at the 'oo' part, I cried. I heard our soft humming at the front, I cried. I heard our clashing in Salut, I cried. I heard the Bella Premunt, I cried. I remembered our hard work, I cried. Silently, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all gone, and I miss it so much. I would give a lot to go back into time. But I think the feeling is gone now. It won't be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cedar Choir Alumni! Let's be the founders, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Reply tags&lt;/u&gt;; (from really long ago till now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FELICIA: Hello! Which Felicia are you? I know many Felicias you know. Felicia Tan, Felicia Ang, Felicia Kok, etc. HAHA! Or maybe I just know a Felicia Sim and a certain Felicia Goh. Hahaha, leave a link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda: Girly guys are hot, sometimes. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking partner: I shall be uncool and panic! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra: Hello! We all miss you! How are you doing? Come back soon to visit alright! x) Leave a link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manda: Hello! Yes of course I remember you! But I haven't seen you in long long time! Leave a link so I can contact you okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking partner: BOOHOO, I know I am old. x( Anyway, take care of your sprained ankle. Till it's fully recovered, you will be treated like a handicapped by all of us. x) And of course I'll be stressed walking before tests. It's before tests, see? You too what. And UHM, NO SWENSENS. Subway :D Turkey breast loaf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penelope: Yup, as I explained, I don't prefer other stuff to performing, just that I wished it didn't clash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel: A performance at ZhongHua Secondary. And WHY IS YOUR BLOG ON HIATUS. How am I going to contact you besides msn, handphone, address and email? HAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theFORGOTTEN: Nono, I AM OLD! I have rapid aging. Boo. x( No you didn't disturb me! Of course not x) Hahah, thanks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penelope: No problem, I saw that you got it back today. Glad it wasn't lost. Hope everything was intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda: I agree. Like my blog is orange too. So yours is uhm. Pink. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penelope: Thanks, I really hope so too. But of course, SYF isn't everything. It would be nice though, if we won something x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cch: Hahah, yeah right as if lah, CiHui. But thanks for that. x) I will go to you for counselling. :D You'll cure it immediately with your drawings of uhm. &lt;em&gt;Egestion&lt;/em&gt;. HAHAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-115598942552815177?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/115598942552815177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=115598942552815177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115598942552815177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115598942552815177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/08/performance-at-zhonghua-secondary.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-115590564288087852</id><published>2006-08-18T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T20:54:02.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been feeling out of sorts lately. I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;I wake up on the wrong side of bed, and everything gets on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry, I really am. If I have offended anyone, please don't take offence.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be happy next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, and problems seem enlarged ten times under a magnifying glass, and happy things seems to be harder to find. I hate the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir was fun today. That's what choir is all about. We all love singing, so let's all work together, towards our goal. &lt;em&gt;Gold With Honours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be a choir united, singing with one voice, one heart, one passion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A choir is not one person. It is not about one person, and never will be. It is about the &lt;em&gt;group of people&lt;/em&gt;, having fun, doing what they love to, together. I hope, Cedar Choir, that we can do this &lt;em&gt;together&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cedar Choir LOVE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And SMILE, it's beautiful for the audience. Cheers for tomorrow's performance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-115590564288087852?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/115590564288087852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=115590564288087852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115590564288087852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115590564288087852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/08/ive-been-feeling-out-of-sorts-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-115573293588238695</id><published>2006-08-16T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T20:55:35.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally! My fingers were itchy after not using the computer for so long. Finally the tests are over. For this week, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go for flag day this Saturday with the class! Now I can never experience how it is like to go around with donation tins asking the public to donate. I don't get to thank the nice lovely people, or complain about the cold ones. I'll be at ZhongHua Secondary School, performing with choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone said I have wrinkles. WHAT? I already have white hair, DARK EYE RINGS, aching back, loss of memory and now I have wrinkles?! Gosh, I am OLD. I am aging rapidly. I don't want to age early! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random shoutout; WALKING PARTNER!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for what you said in your blog. I enjoy our fun walks around the school, it helps me to relax a lot, and BURNS FATS hahah x) Thank you for tolerating with me when uhm, I get too high and stuff. It happens. :D I think by the end of the four years in Cedar, we'll know every nook and cranny (or was it crook and nanny?) of the school compound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S; Oh yeah, go this Sunday okay! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-115573293588238695?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/115573293588238695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=115573293588238695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115573293588238695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115573293588238695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally-my-fingers-were-itchy-after.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-115511075113706973</id><published>2006-08-09T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T18:07:03.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh it's National Day today! Happy 41st birthday, Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;Darn, Clubbox is giving me a headache. It's refusing to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (Mel, RuiWen, me) went out yesterday after celebrations. We watched the LakeHouse. It's such a romantic movie! It's pretty and Sandra Bullock looks very young too. Plus, it has a happy ending and I'm a sucker for happy endings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slacked the whole day yesterday because I had a headache after coming home and couldn't study much. I wish I hadn't slacked yesterday. Everyone seems to be mugging. Everyone except me. I have a feeling I'm way behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two english essays to do over the National Day 'holidays'. Urgh, I have to copy one over from the computer to paper like, NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/352/320/DSC00043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel, me, RuiWen.&lt;br /&gt;Copyrighted; Courtesy of RuiWen's handphone-camera :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply Tags;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel :): Yes I've just visited David's blog. There's uhm, like a picture in every post. :x And he changed the layout again I think. And I didn't leave nitnacknut to die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' charis ]]: Yes hello! x) Why do you seem scared of me? Am I very scary? :x And you didn't leave a link again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alynna: Hello there, thanks for tagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking partner: I thought you said it's hard to say stuff to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penelope: Yeah, that's true x) And hahah Xuemin thought you were me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rw: Hahah, smart ah! How did you know who I was talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maple: We were having a break! :D Not slacking. At least, I hope not. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the FORGOTTEN: Hahah, thanks. Emo posts seem very cliche I guess. Hahah, speaking of thumping on the back, I miss the times when you whumped me on the back everyday! x) *THUMPS BACK* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xuemin: Hahah, is it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melissa (:: Hahah, yeah the LakeHouse! I loveee it. We SHOULD go out again sometime! And at the same time invite more people from choir one! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my white rubber mouse, but it seems to be shrinking. x(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-115511075113706973?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/115511075113706973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=115511075113706973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115511075113706973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115511075113706973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-its-national-day-today-happy-41st.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-115469901935807151</id><published>2006-08-04T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T21:54:03.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ow. That hurt. It really does. I never knew it'd be like that. I didn't think it would be. I cried, and miraculously it's all over. I've gotten over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I actually have anyone up in my third and fourth storey? I don't think so. And never again. It's locked up for now. I wish everyone didn't think of themselves so much. It probably make the world a happier place to live in. I do not like emo posts, so I shall blog happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the weekend! I didn't know Mr Sng had a blog. The url is so &lt;em&gt;angsty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; HAH. Everyone seems stressed and tired. Why do we live anyway? Mr Sng asked us that today during Macbeth. I guess it's to make the best out of life, since we're here already. There was choir today. No offence, but I prefer Friday practices more than Wednesdays at the moment. I wonder if anyone feels the same way. It's just like, everything seems much more relaxed and natural. I cannot describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot bring myself to respect you anymore. It's all lost. My respect for you has disappeared. Along with those words you said that night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-115469901935807151?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/115469901935807151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=115469901935807151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115469901935807151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115469901935807151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/08/ow.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-115413489707055477</id><published>2006-07-29T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T09:04:23.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My voice has gone one octave lower. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay maybe not &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;much, but you can tell the difference. I cannot reach anything high now. BUT there is a good side because now I can reach low C without difficulty! I never dreamed I could go so low! :D And lucky for me, my throat hasn't started to hurt YET. Only feeling a little uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, at least I have a sexy voice now! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mr Sng is biased. x) Hahah, he gave RuiWen honey for her throat. Hey I have a sore throat too! WAVES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay reply tags;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melissa(:: hahah yeah we're fellow SPINSTERS, eh no. STRONG CAREER WOMEN so we don't need any guy to help us! x) I'm touched by your post too! Shall copy and paste it over here. :D Yes we should go out! Hahah, when are you free! And ohoh, remember the choir ONE chalet too! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theFORGOTTEN: hey you where got update a lot lor! Only once in uhm. A purple moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking partner: HELLO! I'm going to see you later hahahah. But you can go online, so why don't you update! x) ? You go online so late ma. Reply my message also at 1am. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUOTE MEL; &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I know its really horrible to say this, but somehow I don't miss the people that much. YES I MISS DENYSE! serious. but she's probably the only person I'd really miss. When we crapped and started being random, and squeezing her hand when we were on stage, I mean, it's been a long time since I've made such a good friend. And it could be even better, if time had permitted. that's about it. I miss denyse. ): I'm thankful about making one really good friend from choral ex, one that'll sms me and talk online everytime we see each other, someone that'll I talk to in multiple places-on the forum, msn, and sms all at once. Pathetic? No I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-115413489707055477?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/115413489707055477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=115413489707055477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115413489707055477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115413489707055477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-voice-has-gone-one-octave-lower.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-115399346425071668</id><published>2006-07-27T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T18:41:16.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here I am, back again. Finally I could come online x) And yes, I intend on joining in on the choir one mass convo tonight. Even though my msn keeps hanging because of it and I don't really participate anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some pictures of the sunset the last week, but I didn't have time to upload it. I took pictures of it to measure its progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v507/orange_peel/DSC00435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v507/orange_peel/DSC00435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.38pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v507/orange_peel/DSC00436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v507/orange_peel/DSC00436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.43pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v507/orange_peel/DSC00441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v507/orange_peel/DSC00441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.48pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v507/orange_peel/th_DSC00442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v507/orange_peel/th_DSC00442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.53pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v507/orange_peel/DSC00490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v507/orange_peel/DSC00490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A random picture of me and Yunmin! Hahah, uhm it was on the actual performance day cause we're wearing gowns. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply Tags! I haven't done this for very long, where shall I start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theFORGOTTEN: Yay your blog is finally done! BUTBUT! Update more often! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELISSA: HELLO! I miss choir ONE to death too! Hahah, YEAH I influenced you to like David, didn't I? :DD Huh, chio your head! What rubbish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicole: Yeah I know, I wish we could turn back time and experience it all over again. Yeah I know you miss David! x) AND the umbrella man. And wait, CHOIR ONE PWNS YOU! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking partner: Yup EMOEMO. Let's take emo pictures again! x) And Johnny Depp is cute alright! Yay we're going ouy this Saturday with Agnes right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay done. Yes, I still miss choir ONE. Butbut! At least we're having the chalet! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I fell off the face of the earth, would you notice that I was gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT;MEL!&lt;br /&gt;AWW MEL! I MISS YOU TOO! Really, lots and lots. Yes,  I remember we were squeezing each other's hands during A Train behind the tall guys so we weren't seen! x) I miss the eleven times you told me you wanted to change places and the eleven times I refused! I miss discussing about our schools, complaining about school work. Hahah, now you can add one more to your list! Besides talking on msn, forum, handphone sms, now it's through blogs too, all simultaneously! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must go out sometime! To celebrate birthdays, and special occasions! AND REMEMBER! We're fellow &lt;s&gt;spinsters&lt;/s&gt; STRONG CAREER WOMEN and don't need any guys to help us along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-115399346425071668?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/115399346425071668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=115399346425071668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115399346425071668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115399346425071668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/07/here-i-am-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-115358054816009975</id><published>2006-07-22T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T23:02:29.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's over. It's all over. I miss it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES AND CHOIR ONE IS LOVE. xD&lt;br /&gt;I have no time to upload pictures, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I miss choral excellence to death! It was what we did for the past week, rushing from place to place, rehearsal after rehearsal, memorising difficult Japanese words and funny "doo bahs". And yet now, it's all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss choral excellence. I miss Mrs Wilson and the ACJC alumni. Yes, MEL I MISS YOU TOO. And all the fun times we had together as a choir. Just standing in front of the audience in VCH, the feeling was euphoria. I miss gushing about coughcough and teasing you-know-who x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about makes me want to go back to that time and experience it all over again. It's weird, but choir one REALLY bonded on the day before the actual thing. It was then when I felt a rush of pride and belonging. Choir one truly has the love, life and passion. It is MY ove, life and passion. I have so many things to say, but I don't know how to put it in words! I shall let the photos speak for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/352/1600/dsc00172op3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/352/320/dsc00172op3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOIRONE! In the holding room after our performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/352/1600/PICT0550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/352/320/PICT0550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Ruiwen.&lt;br /&gt;Okay maybe more next time. Let's have a choir one gathering soon alright?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-115358054816009975?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/115358054816009975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=115358054816009975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115358054816009975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115358054816009975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-115288310334362322</id><published>2006-07-14T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T21:23:43.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOOOO! Guess what? The blocks a few blocks away from mine are painted ORANGE! I just noticed it today on the way home from my grandmother's house. Like what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the weekend already, and I'm not jumping for joy this time. There are like, FIVE WHOLE COMMON TESTS next next week! And I won't be in school next week because of choral excellence. The concert's coming already, but it doesn't feel like it yet. To think, all this is going to over in six days. I don't want to think about it. And no, not all choir one members think choral excellence is boring. HELLO I DON'T. Yay for choir ONE! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we all have our times; when we're happy, down, disappointed. Lately i have been feeling more of the latter. And thanks a lot, you, for snubbing me furthur. Like I really needed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like pretty sunsets. It's so perfect. So unlike everything else, it's everything they are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch Pirates of the Carribean. Because Johnny Depp's acting is to die for. xD And Weiling! Your blog has been under construction for so long! But you cannot whump me cause I check back often! Now I don't know how to leave you a message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crying in the rain - Everly Brothers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If I wait for cloudy skies&lt;br /&gt;You won't know the rain from the tears in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know that I still love you so&lt;br /&gt;Though the heartaches remain&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my crying in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think reality is cruel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-115288310334362322?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/115288310334362322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=115288310334362322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115288310334362322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115288310334362322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/07/boooo-guess-what-blocks-few-blocks.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-115235019740247226</id><published>2006-07-08T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T17:20:33.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAH I'm feeling weird again. I think I shall blog every weekend. Or something. Well, today I went for karaoke for like, four hours? I didn't even know there were so many things to sing. I was worried that we couldn't find anything to sing for three hours, but we ended up extending for an hour and there were still songs queued up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, my mind is blank now, I sort of spaced out. Think, think. What did I want to say? I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and do you know that my block is being painted purple? Yes Weiling, I know you're grinning. BLEH. My handphone is throwing tantrums again. It absolutely refuses to vibrate when I receive a message, so I have to use telepathy to know if I have received one. Or just check my inbox. Aww, I'm sorry I dropped you on the floor last night, and the time before that, and before that one. Somehow I don't think that's the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am petrified for my Chinese oral next week. I will DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am a stranger here myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we crossed the borderline into a world that's new&lt;br /&gt;And we don't know what we might find waiting for me and you&lt;br /&gt;Your wanting me to lead the way as you hold on to my hand&lt;br /&gt;Well this is all so new to me but I'll do the best I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a stranger here myself and I don't know my way around&lt;br /&gt;As far as I'm concerned this is all uncharted ground&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling something new that I've never felt&lt;br /&gt;I've never been in love I'm a stranger here myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Perfect stranger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-115235019740247226?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/115235019740247226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=115235019740247226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115235019740247226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115235019740247226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hahah-im-feeling-weird-again.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-115226734576996182</id><published>2006-07-07T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T18:15:45.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah I'm feeling wacky now. I haven't blogged in a long time, have I? I just heard someone saying that if you didn't have the time to maintain a blog, why maintain it at all? So I rushed here to blog. x) I think my internet connection is being cranky. It's SO slow. SLAPS COMPUTER. Plus the pages wouldn't load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's FRIDAY YAY. hahah. There is the weekend! Anyway, we went to watch RI choir concert yesterday. Of all days, a Thursday?! I mean like, it's a school night, for goodness sake! Anyway, we didn't want WanPing to feel left out so we all wore school uniform except for Eileen. Don't worry, we behaved really well. *innocent smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to City Hall right after school and &lt;s&gt;spent&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;wasted &lt;/em&gt;five hours outside slacking! I didn't get anything done! x( The concert was alright. I recognised a two people from my choir in choral excellence. Got home pretty late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Chinese "Training the Trainers" demonstration thing was screwed up by yours truly. &gt;&lt; BLEH I think it was overall pretty icy, you could practically hear the aircon in the computer lab whirring. I hope it doesn't turn out that way when we teach the real thing at thr primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm multi-tasking at the moment. Blogging, reading my 98 unread emails, etc. I think I shall end here. Isn't this such a long post? HHAHH told you I was wacky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-115226734576996182?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/115226734576996182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=115226734576996182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115226734576996182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115226734576996182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/07/ah-im-feeling-wacky-now.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-115085856008689498</id><published>2006-06-21T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T10:56:00.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We went to Yanhui's house yeaterday after the Chinese teaching thing. We went to furthur discuss about the CI project. How in the world did we call ourselves deSIXTEEN? I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school's starting soon. :x I shudder at the thought. The holidays have not been any better, though it ranks a little above school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be the reason people smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-115085856008689498?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/115085856008689498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=115085856008689498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115085856008689498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115085856008689498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/06/we-went-to-yanhuis-house-yeaterday.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-115063928041437963</id><published>2006-06-18T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T22:01:20.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After only a short few days of escapade, the stifling sense of insecurity weighs heavy. Yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is back, and I dread its presence, its arrival. It is back, much to my horror and disgust. It is back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-115063928041437963?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/115063928041437963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=115063928041437963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115063928041437963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115063928041437963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/06/after-only-short-few-days-of-escapade.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-115007705441272495</id><published>2006-06-12T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T09:50:54.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to watch SuperBand live yesterday. Cihui got us tickets, Yanhui, Melodie, Weiling and me. It was a different kind of experience, and the studio seems so much smaller than what we see on TV. They all performed great too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will update my blog more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-115007705441272495?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/115007705441272495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=115007705441272495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115007705441272495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/115007705441272495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-went-to-watch-superband-live.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-114912984072939039</id><published>2006-06-01T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T10:44:00.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't worry Yanhui, you make an awesome group leader. Don't worry too much or stress yourself too much, you're great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What makes you different, makes you beautiful." I love that Backstreet Boys' song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just not good enough. I'm just not good enough. I know that, I accept that. I'm just not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you have no right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-114912984072939039?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/114912984072939039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=114912984072939039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114912984072939039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114912984072939039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/05/dont-worry-yanhui-you-make-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-114855816878180399</id><published>2006-05-25T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T19:56:08.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dear dear darling SLs! Don't cry anymore alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry I couldn't really join you guys much in the crying today, I think I'm too tired. But I swear I will bawl someday when I feel more depressed and less positive than today. Don't worry too much about it all, it will all blow over. What matters is that we have each other! But we must be strong to bring the choir to even greater success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cedar Choir LOVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-114855816878180399?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/114855816878180399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=114855816878180399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114855816878180399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114855816878180399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-dear-dear-darling-sls-dont-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-114846901971506885</id><published>2006-05-24T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T22:20:03.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I dreamt of it last night.&lt;/span&gt; I guess the saying is true then, that the more you think of it in the day, the more you dream of it at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm am freaking pissed. Sorry if I snapped at people today but I'm really unhappy. If you don't know, or are unsure, please do not guess. You'll only make things worse. URGH I just want to pull at my hair! Or maybe someone else's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and we had triple CHEM lessons today. But it was okay. We had practical on titration again. x) Miss Chng is such a cute teacher! And she gave us chocolate eclairs too! YAY xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah you ruined my day today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-114846901971506885?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/114846901971506885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=114846901971506885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114846901971506885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114846901971506885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-dreamt-of-it-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-114805064714731892</id><published>2006-05-19T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T22:57:27.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think Cross-Country is cruel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-114805064714731892?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/114805064714731892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=114805064714731892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114805064714731892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114805064714731892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-think-cross-country-is-cruel.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-114708138193608244</id><published>2006-05-08T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T17:43:01.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps if I did this long enough, I would actually believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAH. I ABUSE CAPS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-114708138193608244?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/114708138193608244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=114708138193608244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114708138193608244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114708138193608244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/05/perhaps-if-i-did-this-long-enough-i.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-114682188908111962</id><published>2006-05-05T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T20:16:38.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have no fancy words to cover the ugly truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a rainy day today. The air was crisp and I could smell the rich earthy essence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sng brought us out of the classroom for Macbeth lesson. It was a change from the boring stuffy classroom. We had to yell some Macbeth lines at particularly nowhere. Reluctance, acceptance, then enjoyment. It felt kind of good actually, to yell out without worrying about the neighbour living below calling the police which, probably would happen since all our HDBs are so near one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Celeste, for your wonderful pencilcase! I love it alot and am so proud of it! x) It's a great change from my plasticbag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will I grow too old to dream someday?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-114682188908111962?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/114682188908111962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=114682188908111962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114682188908111962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114682188908111962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-have-no-fancy-words-to-cover-ugly.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-114527470203230710</id><published>2006-04-17T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T20:10:30.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I see you making your way towards me and I lower my head, pretending not to see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You ask me if I feel alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;NO! &lt;em&gt;I mentally scream. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, I am fine. I say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And you walk away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you know me, but do you really? My barrier is down everytime you're near me, and each time I get hurt. So much so that my barrier is becoming thicker and thicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There's no art To find the mind's contruction in the face."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you understand me, but do you? You only know the outside of me.&lt;br /&gt;Would you accept me for who I am, or who I was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Every step, you are walking away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-114527470203230710?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/114527470203230710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=114527470203230710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114527470203230710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114527470203230710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-see-you-making-your-way-towards-me.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-114320948248726601</id><published>2006-03-24T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T22:11:22.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what? I am on the verge of a total absolute mental breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, I am hitting the deadlock on how to continue my reflections for next Wednesday's morning reflections and that's only part of my worries anyway. I still have biology test to study for, and the oh-so-sudden English comprehension, Sense of Belonging literature test and NAPFA. And WTH, that's only for this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I want to scream and just throw a tantrum and maybe, just maybe everything will turn out alright once again. But that only happens in stupid fairytales where the prince gets the princess and all's well ends well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But, frustratingly, I do not happen to live in one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;God, I want to just scream and scream into my pillow or in my little world of silence and just melt into the blending background of unremarkable unremarkables. Or perhaps just fly to the unknown, where I'd be free of everything that's going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-114320948248726601?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/114320948248726601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=114320948248726601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114320948248726601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114320948248726601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-know-what-i-am-on-verge-of-total.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-114230612468974142</id><published>2006-03-14T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T11:15:24.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>amanda: hmph. i'm KHOR KHOR KHOR. haha x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yh: hi back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;su-ann: yeah we survived! threeZEN did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sofybodyfit: AHAHA, your nickname is so cute! yeah OAC was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elyssa: hahaha, yeah we survived camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;connie: *pokes back*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sofy: HEY~ hey people! HOO HAH. I WANNA KNOW IF YOU LOVE OUR CLASS! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yh: i did not! i'm just lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sofybodyfit: huh what happened to my posts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yh: AHAHAH, i am lvl 17!! &lt;)) and there's nothing wrong with the journal part. i just changed my blog ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACK shoot. I have to do reflections in two weeks' time! I hate reflections. Everyone sleeps through it, so why can't they just screw the bloody thing? I have stage fright dammit. I swear I'll scream on the day itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-114230612468974142?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/114230612468974142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=114230612468974142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114230612468974142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114230612468974142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/03/amanda-hmph.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-114222323948019782</id><published>2006-03-13T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T12:13:59.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back again. It's the March holidays, but i get the feeling that it's not going to last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Time, it goes on and on everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Time is what it is, come what may.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's AMATH makeup lessons for the whole class this wednesday. And it's at the wrong timing of 1300hr-1500hr. It's the hot and stuffy afternoon where everyone feels drowsy and all.&lt;br /&gt;I feel insane. Perhaps there are some moments of lucidity, but i'm still delirious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's happy that they survived OAC. I think i am too.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mr Tan, for being our saviour and maintaining our sugar level throughout the six days. Thank you for letting our oh-too-straight backs slouch for that wonderous two hours you were there. Thank you for making us feel blessed and touched. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am going to send Auntie Warnie another letter again! I do miss her so. I'm off to eat my lunch. I'm either going live on biscuits or some &lt;em&gt;kopitiam&lt;/em&gt; food. I miss Auntie Warnie's cooking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Anon! Anon!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-114222323948019782?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/114222323948019782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=114222323948019782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114222323948019782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114222323948019782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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-23660376.post-114182412176632508</id><published>2006-03-08T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T22:29:38.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I declare myself a victim of boredom and addiction to the invention of what we so proudly call, computers.&lt;br /&gt;Today marked the end of OAC. We braved through rain and shine, and got to where we are now. Even though we didn't get the best class award, threeZEN is the best class in my heart ever! *hands ice-cream to everyone &lt;)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ONE THREEZEN CLAP. ommm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23660376-114182412176632508?l=strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/feeds/114182412176632508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23660376&amp;postID=114182412176632508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114182412176632508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23660376/posts/default/114182412176632508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangerofmylife-.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-declare-myself-victim-of-boredom-and.html' title=''/><author><name>crazy4nuts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12062334081638064792</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>
