<?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-4498107647479822127</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:50:35.143+08:00</updated><category term='wthell'/><category term='LOL'/><category term='EMO'/><category term='obsessions'/><category term='Outings'/><category term='be determined.'/><category term='cny'/><category term='SICK'/><category term='hari gerko'/><category term='Randomness'/><category term='happpiiieee'/><category term='PMR'/><category term='blarhblarh'/><category term='Weekend Life'/><category term='hornyness'/><category term='school'/><category term='tan chi gui x]'/><category term='typical rants .'/><category term='changes'/><category term='PISSED'/><title type='text'>My bitter sweet life ♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>513</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-5072522673064072393</id><published>2011-12-18T02:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T03:02:48.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Could it be that I did not belong, perhaps it was wishful thinking all along?</title><content type='html'>K i can't take it anymore. Need to blog it out!!!!! Realized quite some time ago that writing (or typing, since I'm living in the 21st century) is my form of catharsis. &lt;div&gt;Of course the best form of catharsis for me would be playing the piano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I've got no piano. Need to get one soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally UNDERSTAND what I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT MY PIANO means.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, let me start ranting, aye? Pardon me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: the title rhymes. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah and I told myself that I will create a new blog by this weekend cause this blog has too many unwanted memories which are best forgotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something's feeling weird nowadays. Maybe karma hit me? I don't know. Perhaps I need to stop being bitchy, stop gossiping. Hard, but achievable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's society is damn screwed and we all know it. Hard to try and be a nice and perfect girl aye? You have no idea how much control it takes me to not spew the F word out whenever I am damn freaking pissed. (yup i substitute the F word with freak. Sounds a tad more polite).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay sorry back on track now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Used to be super close with a person, but lately something feels off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Said person won't talk to me unless I initiate the conversation first, which is different from the past. We used to be able to talk to each other freely, in a balanced way (as in it is not always I who start the conversation, unlike nowadays).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously I don't know what happened!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's that period when I went to Korea and something changed? (oh yeah short update: I went to Korea for my college's course study trip. Amazing huh!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's me, maybe it's that person. I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tried asking if I did anything wrong, but the answer that came out was what I predicted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know the person too well.. or perhaps I don't know the person at all as compared to what I think I know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel really hurt, but perhaps I'm just thinking too much? But the feeling really isn't right and I think nobody cares much so I hope I can settle it myself.. How I wish I have a person I can talk to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like I turned from being one's closest friend to a normal acquaintance overnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really can't keep initiating the conversation.. If this goes on, I think I might just breakdown..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps leave the group? But is it worth it.. They're like family. But things changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really miss the old times when we first gathered together.. Could we please go back to the old times? I loved the atmosphere.. the ambiance..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girls. Always full of troubles and worries. Guys are so carefree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT TO BE A GUY REAL BAD. THEY HAVE IT GOOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(wow 2 acronyms in a sentence. There's a term for this language mechanism which I forgot ah well I was an English Literature student after all.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't worry. I am still straight, nor do I have any intentions of going for a certain major operation, for those who are thinking weird stuff right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the good, I-am-trying-to-comfort-and-make-myself-feel-better side,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's because the said person might leave soon due to some events, and the person's trying to be distant to me in order to not let the parting be so hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bet you're thinking, "Ya right Ashley, stop being so full of yourself!! Whattheheck!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I am also having that exact thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Yup I am insignificant..........&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crap I've gone off track again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, all I really hope is that things will return to normal again and we can be the happy "family" that we are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can we return to being the close friends that we are?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All is it all just an illusion? Have I been tricking myself into believing that I could step out of my friends-deprived darkness and started having wishful thinking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don't know... Someone please answer for me? God? Anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna start praying really hard.. maybe it's because I've not been a good Christian and go to church regularly.. Thus distancing myself from God..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I ever wanted was, a best friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A friend who would always be there for me, and I for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me delve into the past for awhile..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kindergarten? No best friends. Forever changing kindergartens. How to find one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Primary school? Being the headstrong and straight forward girl that I was, I got told off for that and my best friends didn't want to befriend me if I am always straight forward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Became a doormat afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondary school?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Potential best friends quit band. I stayed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I wanted to quit, I pissed my fellow cohort off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left with nothing afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I left high school with a few really awesome close friends.. I hope they do consider me as one of their best friends :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awesome group of classmates! But I believe they already have their best friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any best friends up for grabs out there? :( *lame joke haha* *cue crow flying across*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there's the said group which I feel as though they are my family..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When a teenage girl lives in a foreign country, she can't help but want a family there.. Cause she misses her family. She wished she had a better past so that she could love and miss her real family more too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If any one of the said group reads this (And knows that this is for you), I hope you understand how I feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No hard feelings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love all of you, seriously. You all are just like family to me! ^-^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd prioritize you all, top in my list!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I didn't sound like a despo here :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just had to let out all my pent up frustration sigh. Feeling much better now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M GOING TO PRAY HARD AND BELIEVE IN GOD THAT HE CAN TURN THINGS BACK TO HOW THEY WERE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AJA AJA HWAITING!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*yup, I LOVE ALL THINGS KOREAN*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUPER JUNIOR IS MY LOVE. KEKEKEKE. KYUHYUN &amp;amp; DONGHAE!! ULTIMATELY KYU THOUGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the mini spaz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And oh, Brown Eyed Girls' Sixth Sense is AMAZING. THOSE HIGH NOTES ARE WOW. (okay maybe it's a lil too late to be spazzing about this -_-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's all! Pray for me too please :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope things will turn out well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And really sorry for ignoring my blog for sucha long time, poly's been crazy busy over here in Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-5072522673064072393?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5072522673064072393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=5072522673064072393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/5072522673064072393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/5072522673064072393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2011/12/facade.html' title='Could it be that I did not belong, perhaps it was wishful thinking all along?'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-800782097890852393</id><published>2011-03-25T01:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T01:59:39.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuffing it all in, deep down inside me.</title><content type='html'>Am i really living behind a facade of over-the-top optimism? Im really having a hard time coping with all the negative feedbacks i receive daily.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's tough, life's a bitch, but what can we do? We still have to live on and face the harsh reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope later will be a good good day, please dont let me get ps-ed :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I really want to breakdown and cry my heart out for a while, but i just seem to be stuffing all my emotions deep down inside of me, hiding it away from the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Are you the only one you whom can fully trust in this world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-800782097890852393?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/800782097890852393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=800782097890852393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/800782097890852393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/800782097890852393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2011/03/stuffing-it-all-in-deep-down-inside-me_25.html' title='Stuffing it all in, deep down inside me.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-7066280236217267249</id><published>2011-03-25T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T01:58:21.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuffing it all in, deep down inside me.</title><content type='html'>Am i really living behind a facade of over-the-top optimism? Im really having a hard time coping with all the negative feedbacks i receive daily.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's tough, life's a bitch, but what can we do? We still have to live on and face the harsh reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope later will be a good good day, please dont let me get ps-ed :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I really want to breakdown and cry my heart out for a while, but i just seem to be stuffing all my emotions deep down inside of me, hiding it away from the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Are you the only one you whom can fully trust in this world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-7066280236217267249?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7066280236217267249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=7066280236217267249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/7066280236217267249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/7066280236217267249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2011/03/stuffing-it-all-in-deep-down-inside-me.html' title='Stuffing it all in, deep down inside me.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-2605636304227082031</id><published>2011-03-19T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T01:18:58.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SS3 KL - BEST DAY OF MY LIFE ♥</title><content type='html'>Why? Look below VVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVV&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fb-ByUKlirY/TYTgUMNhk9I/AAAAAAAABXw/o3Oa4homwZA/s1600/donghae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fb-ByUKlirY/TYTgUMNhk9I/AAAAAAAABXw/o3Oa4homwZA/s400/donghae.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585836075326215122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because DONGHAE TOOK MY POLAROID AND SELCA WITH US!!!!!!! OMG SARANGHAEYO LEEDONGHAE OPPAAAAAA KAMSAHAMNIDAAAAAAAA! -overwhelmed with happiness-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay maybe im just being narcissistic or something, but seriously, after he posed for a girl's cam on my right, he smiled at me *.* (maybe i was dreaming, but he was looking at my eyes and ahhhhh i almost melted. Seriously it's a crime for guys to have such nice eyes LOL jk.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was kinda disappointed that i didnt get to touch kyuhae's hands or selca with them so i prayed to God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told God, God im entrusting this concert into your hands, please let me have the best day of my life, pleaseeee let kyuhae walk to this section and let me touch them!! God I believe completely in you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom told me this morning, God will give us more and things even BETTER than what we expect/ask for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND GUESS WHAT? GOD REALLY DOES THAT, AND YES THERE IS A GOD, THE ONE AND ONLY GOD. (yup im a christian^^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay so, kyuhae came back, kyu ran past us and i managed to touch his hand!!(OMG so soft for a guy's hand and i could feel his palm lines though it was for a fleeting second only but still, MY BIAS' HAND LEH.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hae then came after kyu and walked slowly past us and let us touch his hand, ok so after he touched my hand he reached for my polaroid which was hanging on my wrist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WAS SO STUNNED I DIDNT SAY ANYTHING AT ALL!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he took a pic of himself, took the polaroid for himself and put in in between his lips (for his own keeping i suppose?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was like, ohhhh he's taking the polaroid :( ah well it's okay since he actually used my cam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he started to walk further away abit and prepared to selca again and we all posed with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when he gave back my cam i was repeating "kamsahamnida oppa kamsahamnida kamsahamnida!!!!!!" like crazy LOL. It was too good to be true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND HE SMILED AT ME/US AGAIN. AHHHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Donghae's smile and stare can make girls melt T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again, THANKYOU GODDDDD!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: I hope donghae sees my tweet with the scanned selca attached. Hehehehehee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-2605636304227082031?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2605636304227082031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=2605636304227082031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2605636304227082031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2605636304227082031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2011/03/ss3-kl-best-day-of-my-life.html' title='SS3 KL - BEST DAY OF MY LIFE ♥'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fb-ByUKlirY/TYTgUMNhk9I/AAAAAAAABXw/o3Oa4homwZA/s72-c/donghae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-1110164158960955123</id><published>2011-03-18T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T01:40:39.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E.L.Fs :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6tE_Vvz4yIE/TYOVzLPe0YI/AAAAAAAABXg/cNKre_f2SAY/s1600/ScannedImage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6tE_Vvz4yIE/TYOVzLPe0YI/AAAAAAAABXg/cNKre_f2SAY/s400/ScannedImage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585472669293138306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to go stalk suju at KLIA today (despite knowing most likely cannot see them but i didnt want to stay at home) and guess what...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DIDNT SEE THEM :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friends then decided to go eat at mac then go to stadium to see if they're rehearsing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saw ryeowook and sungmin rehearsing, that's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was thinking to go to hotel to stalk them summore but we were too tired and lazy and it was late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soooo, off for dinner at ampang avenue's korean village.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gebQ_wn5iVo/TYOVzADrWaI/AAAAAAAABXo/N3rCr37UXYg/s1600/197218_10150116908277615_689547614_6597820_7622440_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gebQ_wn5iVo/TYOVzADrWaI/AAAAAAAABXo/N3rCr37UXYg/s400/197218_10150116908277615_689547614_6597820_7622440_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585472666290837922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG THE SOUP IS SOOOO SOOO SOOOOO SOOOOOOO NICE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trust your fellow kpop-fangirls to know where to eat the best korean food. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*im not a crazy stalker, im only young once, so i shall do this when im still young and qualified to do these kind of crazy stuff*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanted to stay back after dinner with them but dad didnt allow me to stay on late, i wish i have my own car :(:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im happy to meet such nice E.L.Fs like them, they are super super friendly :D (unlike some who are seriously obssessed and have an awful attitude)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by comparison, i think im still not that siao compared to the normal E.L.Fs, but normal non-kpop fan people think im siao, diff ppl diff view i guess, but im normal okayyy normallllllllll. just enjoying doing what a teenager will do hehehehe. *giving myself excuses*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the concert will start later in the evening *AHHHHHHHHHHHH*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope i get to touch kyuhae, and most of all i hope they'll take selcas with my cam/instax. *pray*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm and a random thought here : online friends are awesome too! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes it's hard to find friends with the same interests as you in your real life surroundings, so you'll tend to find awesome people with the same interests as you online, and no not all online friends are pedophiles/people with bad intentions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK BYEEEEEEEEEEE SO MANY THINGS TO DO TMR I HOPE I RMB WHAT TO DO AT WHAT TIME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-1110164158960955123?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1110164158960955123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=1110164158960955123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1110164158960955123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1110164158960955123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2011/03/elfs.html' title='E.L.Fs :)'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6tE_Vvz4yIE/TYOVzLPe0YI/AAAAAAAABXg/cNKre_f2SAY/s72-c/ScannedImage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-3340196462692929250</id><published>2011-03-13T01:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T01:26:51.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone save me T_T</title><content type='html'>Distractions...... I need DISTRACTIONS..........................&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tmr's my last day of work. there goes one distraction and my income, must concentrate on practicing my clarinet (which is so NOT a distraction) :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch my video kk?:) I simply love this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and LIKE my COMMENT in the link below please tqqqqqqqqqqq!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=171702599548637&amp;amp;set=a.171702572881973.54121.102447603140804&amp;amp;theater"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=171702599548637&amp;amp;set=a.171702572881973.54121.102447603140804&amp;amp;theater&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oqdTahZC4OM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oqdTahZC4OM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-3340196462692929250?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3340196462692929250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=3340196462692929250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/3340196462692929250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/3340196462692929250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2011/03/someone-save-me-tt.html' title='Someone save me T_T'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-4014686093187029940</id><published>2011-03-08T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T00:49:50.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F-M-L</title><content type='html'>I FAILED my driving test because my car didnt have enough power to go up the slope and started rolling downwards, then suddenly shot up again and i didnt have time to brake and it overshot the yellow line.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SERIOUSLY, u can only pass this test with LUCK, cause the clutches of the JPJ cars are damn weird unless u learn from that driving school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, to prove that i actually CAN drive, i passed the road test, easy peasy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now when on earth will we need to brake at an EXACT SPOT on a SLOPE while driving in real life? Seriously, exact spot?! -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok enough of ranting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Changed to 1u's sakae outlet today, it's SUPER relaxing there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had fun joking around with ziling and made new friends :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss my friends at curve but i still prefer 1u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay starting from today im going to pray and repeat this everyday to myself-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I CAN DO IT, I WILL PASS THE DRIVING TEST!!!!!!!!!! I ROCK AT DRIVING AND BRAKING AT SLOPES!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must remain happy!!!!!!!!!! *self-convincing*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: i really feel like drinking milk tea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-4014686093187029940?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4014686093187029940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=4014686093187029940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/4014686093187029940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/4014686093187029940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2011/03/f-m-l.html' title='F-M-L'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-6467355717265526975</id><published>2011-03-07T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T00:18:26.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BO PEEP BO PEEP</title><content type='html'>God please please let me pass my driving test tomorrow T.T I'm sorry I overslept for church again today i promise i will go for church service next week TT.TT&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PRAY FOR ME OKAY PEOPLE! I NEED A DRIVING LICENSE REAL, REAL, REAL, REAL, REAL, REAL, REALLLLLLL BADDDDDD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore i MUST pass my driving test tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;currently on repeat :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kkshHySfRD8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kkshHySfRD8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;awesomeeeeeeeee songggggg! Thanks to pork's blog! I've seen LOTS (and i mean LOTS) of my msn contact's pm having  this song and i've finally procrastinated enough and went to listen to it :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and i've slacked too much these few days, must practice my clarinet for at least 1 hour tmr, and i've to write my resignation letter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall go sleep nowwwwwww going to wake at 6.30am tmr, feels like school -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IM GONNA TREAT MYSELF TO SOME MILKTEA ONCE I PASS MY DRIVING TEST, IM VERY SURE I WILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*PLEASE GOD PLEASEEE*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-6467355717265526975?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6467355717265526975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=6467355717265526975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6467355717265526975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6467355717265526975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2011/03/bo-peep-bo-peep.html' title='BO PEEP BO PEEP'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-8603868780324431535</id><published>2011-03-05T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T22:02:13.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>Love is "Made in China". No warranty, no guarantee.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best quote ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais im still in a mia mood. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, time to continue rotting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-8603868780324431535?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8603868780324431535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=8603868780324431535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/8603868780324431535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/8603868780324431535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-8430692099040955555</id><published>2011-02-28T11:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T12:05:54.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAHHHHHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>People keep telling me impractical, I KNOW MY INTERESTS ARE LIKE, SUPER IMPRACTICAL, how i wish i have more "practical" interests.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, im going to apply to NAFA to try to get in, as a backup solution, since they say poly is hard to get in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arts Management/Music Performance/Music Teaching?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've only one month to prepare for the audition!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 month, 2 CONTRASTING PIECES for CLARINET, that is if i choose to apply for the music courses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME DECIDEEEEEEEEEE, IM SUPER INDECISIVE!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and my manager just told me for now im still stuck at the curve, liar much? Said that i CONFIRM can go 1u starting from today, but now they tell me next week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it because my results are out next week so they think im gonna quit soon so they dont allow me to transfer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello i have 2 more weeks of work!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARGHHH IM SO FRUSTRATED RIGHT NOW I JUST WANT TO GO BACK TO SLEEP AND ESCAPE FROM REALITY :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-8430692099040955555?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8430692099040955555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=8430692099040955555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/8430692099040955555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/8430692099040955555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2011/02/gahhhhhhhhhh_28.html' title='GAHHHHHHHHHH'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-2995040662482022188</id><published>2011-02-28T11:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T12:00:45.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAHHHHHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>People keep telling me impractical,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-2995040662482022188?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2995040662482022188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=2995040662482022188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2995040662482022188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2995040662482022188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2011/02/gahhhhhhhhhh.html' title='GAHHHHHHHHHH'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-8255237916750469558</id><published>2011-02-26T01:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T01:53:36.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of hope and dreams.</title><content type='html'>Only just a dream?&lt;div&gt;Can one continue to keep on hoping when one feels so helpless?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;后果，会怎么样？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;能，不能？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;是，不是？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;会，不会？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;要，不要？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S : Suju-M's new album is out, the songs are amazing enough to make me cry :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allkpop.com/2011/02/super-junior-m-releases-their-perfection-mini-album"&gt;http://www.allkpop.com/2011/02/super-junior-m-releases-their-perfection-mini-album&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just go listen to it okay? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish my emotional conflicts will just end, right here right now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So not looking forward to weekends now, as i have 10hrs shift per day during weekends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JUST FOR THAT RM7/HR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;$_$&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-8255237916750469558?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8255237916750469558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=8255237916750469558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/8255237916750469558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/8255237916750469558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2011/02/of-hope-and-dreams.html' title='Of hope and dreams.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-2614729316173558463</id><published>2011-02-20T05:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T05:18:10.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is my will strong enough?</title><content type='html'>我该如何是好..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-2614729316173558463?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2614729316173558463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=2614729316173558463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2614729316173558463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2614729316173558463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2011/02/is-my-will-strong-enough.html' title='Is my will strong enough?'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-573969955632775739</id><published>2011-02-14T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T01:08:34.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy vday, readers! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Since vday = red stuff....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall show you this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BL-gIZmxEiA/TVgPpB3foTI/AAAAAAAABXQ/sJ3c9yhNbvE/s400/IMG_2741.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573221736421237042" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;awesome right? My body is in a vday/cny mood, it decided to have rashes so now i look super "ang"(red). Ang ang me. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. It kinda looks pinkish in the photo though ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying my best to not scratch myself, but it's like super itchy T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall go and find self entertainment for vday, byeeeeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh before i go off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let us all single people sing this song~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lonely~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im so lonely~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have nobody~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one i lovee-oveeeee im so lonely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHAHA KIDDING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have friends, they're super duper awesome, though i MIGHT feel lonely at times when i see PDA(public display of affection), i wont emo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers! ^^v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-573969955632775739?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/573969955632775739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=573969955632775739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/573969955632775739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/573969955632775739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-vday-readers-d.html' title='Happy vday, readers! :D'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BL-gIZmxEiA/TVgPpB3foTI/AAAAAAAABXQ/sJ3c9yhNbvE/s72-c/IMG_2741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-4064137474177713131</id><published>2011-02-11T20:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T20:32:52.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New job!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j4XkWNUvprc/TVUnPo12DtI/AAAAAAAABXI/UXEZlbyG7kM/s1600/sakae%2Bsushi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 375px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j4XkWNUvprc/TVUnPo12DtI/AAAAAAAABXI/UXEZlbyG7kM/s400/sakae%2Bsushi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572403263555636946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what, im gonna work at sakae sushi!&lt;div&gt;The uniform is ugly though T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;green in colour -sigh-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh my dear black pallaz jazz shoes, i thought sports day will be the last day i will be wearing you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seems like i have to wear you again LOL. Unless i siao and go wear my leather shoes hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Band shoes came to use at last..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shall update summore later! Thinking of changing my blogskin hmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh btw,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I HATE PEOPLE PANGSEH-ING ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;grrrrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-4064137474177713131?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4064137474177713131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=4064137474177713131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/4064137474177713131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/4064137474177713131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-job.html' title='New job!'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j4XkWNUvprc/TVUnPo12DtI/AAAAAAAABXI/UXEZlbyG7kM/s72-c/sakae%2Bsushi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-2589017721312037963</id><published>2011-02-10T02:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T02:18:02.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging mojo...halfway back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TVLZM-mt5VI/AAAAAAAABXA/SFcTkgcMiDI/s1600/IMG_2553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TVLZM-mt5VI/AAAAAAAABXA/SFcTkgcMiDI/s400/IMG_2553.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571754505997772114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;div&gt;MISS ME?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not you, i'm talking to my blog ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok so im here to update a short post, since 'zhu' said my blog is much much more dead than his.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see i even dedicated a pic of 'zhu' sausages for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;HAPPY CNY! Angbao please :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ohmyyummyporksausagesimhungryagain. and the oh so awesome soup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(i get to eat these only during cny cause my family never buy these kinda yummy unhealthy stuff D: )!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shall have my first driving lesson tomorrow!(YIPPEEEEEEE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no i will not kill anybody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i will start my first day of work tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY FIRST TIME WORKING! (not exactly first cause my first time working i didnt go and get my pay ._.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope i pass their trial in like less than 3 days, so that my pay will shoot up sky high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY BYE TIME TO SLEEP LATER I REALLY BANG TIO PPL D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-2589017721312037963?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2589017721312037963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=2589017721312037963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2589017721312037963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2589017721312037963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2011/02/blogging-mojohalfway-back.html' title='Blogging mojo...halfway back!'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TVLZM-mt5VI/AAAAAAAABXA/SFcTkgcMiDI/s72-c/IMG_2553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-6916095300591578168</id><published>2010-12-02T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T17:02:21.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 down, 5 more to go.</title><content type='html'>Whoa i cant believe SPM is passing by so fast.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suddenly feel aimless after SPM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What am i going to do? What's my goal in life? I feel like i have no direction whatsoever. Lost in this abyss of a world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhh effects of stress = emo shitzxc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im really lost in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My aim is to enter singapore polytechnic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what am i going to study? Is it something that i'll be passionate about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, enough emo talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im currently obssessed with Super Junior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ESPECIALLY KYUHYUN! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhhh he's so cute and handsome and owns the voice of an angel *.* -spaz-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry taeyeon i shall spaz about you soon :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suddenly wish im a singer. Hahahahaaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feel of performing on stage is awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I should go be a clarinetist? Ahhh i wish i have awesome angelic vocals. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chem Bio POA. 3 more scary subjects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm i think eng lit is also scary because i expect an A+ for it. It's the standard that I've set for myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studied with darling(LOL we somehow came up with that term) Rou Xin during recess and with my dear ashley during lunch time. Kinda productive. Im learning how to study while listening to music, singaporean-style. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant wait for 10th Dec to come. GIRLS DAY OUT WITH VANESSA! WOOOTS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im in NEED of some girl talk and shopping therapy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall go off and catch some sleep before I start mugging the dreaded chem and bio :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And and the murderous poa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SIGHHHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Say goodbye to malay, history and physics for the rest of my life~ :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-6916095300591578168?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6916095300591578168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=6916095300591578168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6916095300591578168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6916095300591578168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/12/7-down-5-more-to-go.html' title='7 down, 5 more to go.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-4465799953933024330</id><published>2010-11-23T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:15:51.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPM'S TODAY!</title><content type='html'>OMG CAN YOU BELIEVE I AM SITTING FOR SPM??!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years flew by in the blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM's 1st paper, Malay paper1, will be starting in 8 hours. T_T wish me good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST TO ALL THE PEOPLE TAKING SPM OUT THERE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AJJA AJJA HWAITINGGGGG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: lately im super crazy about kyuhyun. I love kyuhyunnnnn &lt;3 HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-4465799953933024330?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4465799953933024330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=4465799953933024330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/4465799953933024330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/4465799953933024330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/11/spms-today.html' title='SPM&apos;S TODAY!'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-2163312139043509044</id><published>2010-11-20T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T22:50:14.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch and bastard.</title><content type='html'>Dont expect me to study 24/7 la I want to have a break between studying also cannot. Once i get out of my room shout for 40 minutes straight how to have a rest like that _l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM LIKE SO FUCKING PISSED I FEEL LIKE SCREWING SPM -_-&lt;br /&gt;FML SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna get out of this house like right now.&lt;br /&gt;hope i kena rape or murdered or something along the lines of death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-2163312139043509044?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2163312139043509044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=2163312139043509044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2163312139043509044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2163312139043509044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/11/bitch-and-bastard.html' title='Bitch and bastard.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-7130506760737144539</id><published>2010-11-18T15:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T15:14:15.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 days to spm</title><content type='html'>In the blink of an eye, I've finished my secondary school years, and I'm about to take SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How freaky is that? Time seriously passes by too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find my blog quite stale and it turns me off.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about creating a new blog (:&lt;br /&gt;Creating a fresh start in everything wooohoooo!&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i hate accounts. I keep forgetting how to do it. Like omg. Accounts should have formula sheets too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-7130506760737144539?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7130506760737144539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=7130506760737144539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/7130506760737144539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/7130506760737144539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/11/4-days-to-spm.html' title='4 days to spm'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-2353950884981315470</id><published>2010-11-12T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T01:01:56.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My blog is dead like paul the octopus.</title><content type='html'>11 days to SPM. WOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;Minus sleeping hours, around 8 days left.&lt;br /&gt;OH SHIT DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM STILL SLACKING OVER HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHAAHAHAHHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM HIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNYEONG HASEYO!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(i dont think anyone reads my blog now LOL)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-2353950884981315470?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2353950884981315470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=2353950884981315470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2353950884981315470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2353950884981315470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-blog-is-dead-like-paul-octopus.html' title='My blog is dead like paul the octopus.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-6395092402837066072</id><published>2010-11-02T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T02:06:09.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We gon' ROCK THIS SCHOOL! \m/</title><content type='html'>I GRADUATED FROM HIGH SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SAY YEAHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and 5S6-5S10's performance was THE BEST. LIKE, SERIOUSLY THE BEST.&lt;br /&gt;People even shouted for an encore!&lt;br /&gt;Omg the time on stage passed by in the blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL SHIOKNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's graduation was THE BEST.&lt;br /&gt;Not many people cried, we ended the last day of our high school in laughter and happiness :D&lt;br /&gt;Which seldom happens. My batch rocks socks man.&lt;br /&gt;Fyi, we're the 50TH BATCH to graduate! 50TH! Nice number right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL UPDATE TMR!&lt;br /&gt;5S9 ROCKS! (I LOVE the class t-shirt. Why? Cause it has MUSICAL NOTES! And seeing as im such a band geek/piano-instrument-music-lover and all, you will know why i LOVE the class t shirt!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE FOR NOW!&lt;br /&gt;I CAN FINALLY SLEEP IN TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;(even though i always pon school after prelims but now i can SLEEP IN OFFICIALLY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HIGH-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-6395092402837066072?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6395092402837066072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=6395092402837066072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6395092402837066072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6395092402837066072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/11/we-gon-rock-this-school-m.html' title='We gon&apos; ROCK THIS SCHOOL! \m/'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-6651279345036864297</id><published>2010-10-30T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T01:53:12.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bahhhhh.</title><content type='html'>I fail in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-6651279345036864297?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6651279345036864297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=6651279345036864297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6651279345036864297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6651279345036864297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/bahhhhh.html' title='Bahhhhh.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-342316841278350328</id><published>2010-10-30T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T00:37:04.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQPINEAPPLEAPPLESTRAWBERRYBANANA.</title><content type='html'>Note to self : MAKE. SURE. TO. STUDY. IN. FRONT. OF. PARENTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-____________________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I regret my decisions in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i stupid for choosing poa?&lt;br /&gt;I loathe it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time, im not gonna listen to what others say.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna listen to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOCOLATEEEEEEE. CHIPPPPS.&lt;br /&gt;Oh god i think i will be stressed until the level where i start binge eating.&lt;br /&gt;OMG NONONONONONONO THAT CANNOT HAPPEN.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be able to look nice in a prom dress!!!!!! (even though i dont have one yet LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a break from home.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, it's not a home. It's hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygodsomeonesavemefromhell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-342316841278350328?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/342316841278350328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=342316841278350328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/342316841278350328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/342316841278350328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/bbqpineappleapplestrawberrybanana.html' title='BBQPINEAPPLEAPPLESTRAWBERRYBANANA.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-3995166740896634116</id><published>2010-10-28T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T23:54:18.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNSD Hoot mv gifs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i614.photobucket.com/albums/tt226/xbittersweetlife/tumblr_lb08usQM8A1qaantv.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TMcDZqm61OI/AAAAAAAABV8/k55jmV09zys/s400/DSC_3980+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532394406717084898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SNSD!!!!!! TAEYEON &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Picture taken by me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall update again tomorrow about the kpop night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE CANDY EMPIRE.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;grain waves chips in sweet chilli is simply awesome i should've bought like, 5 bags of it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KOI BBT IS EVEN MORE AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;KOI MILK GREEN TEA &lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im jealous of you singaporeans who got access to nice food.&lt;br /&gt;malaysian food is nice, but you need to find TRANSPORT. which is like damn hard -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye time to sleep die also must go to school tmr if not i will die even more. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-5643704357885683415?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5643704357885683415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=5643704357885683415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/5643704357885683415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/5643704357885683415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/27-more-days.html' title='27 more days.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TMcDZqm61OI/AAAAAAAABV8/k55jmV09zys/s72-c/DSC_3980+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-6676658813012550814</id><published>2010-10-22T01:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T01:34:26.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAMAHAAAAA</title><content type='html'>I want a yamaha upright piano :( [grand is too expensive)&lt;br /&gt;U1 or U3 both also nice!&lt;br /&gt;I dont like my kawai piano, the tone is too.... thin and bright.&lt;br /&gt;Yamaha's piano's tone is mellow and thick, just the way i like instrument tones to be :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how did the people in the past cut their nails.&lt;br /&gt;Were nail clippers invented back in Bach or Mozart's time? LOL cause pianists have to have short fingernails hence the random musing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG IM GOING TO SG TOMORROW AND SNSD'S CONCERT IS TOMORROW WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited i cant sleep LOL.&lt;br /&gt;School tomorrow until 4pm thanks to graduation ceremony singing rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;Hope we get to sing At The Beginning (awesome Anastasia song) and Dynamite LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG LA SO EXCITED CAN WHEEEEWHEEEWHEEEEWHEEEEEEEE even my parents cant ruin my day :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-6676658813012550814?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6676658813012550814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=6676658813012550814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6676658813012550814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6676658813012550814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/yamahaaaaa.html' title='YAMAHAAAAA'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-6259704181845827360</id><published>2010-10-20T18:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T18:58:31.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20102010</title><content type='html'>Nice date, horrible day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK MY PARENTS _l_&lt;br /&gt;WHEN THEY FIGHT THEN I KENA ALL OF THEIR ANGER.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS&lt;br /&gt;GO RELEASE YOUR ANGER ON SOMETHING ELSE LA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-6259704181845827360?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6259704181845827360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=6259704181845827360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6259704181845827360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6259704181845827360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/20102010.html' title='20102010'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-936963200772501474</id><published>2010-10-13T20:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T20:52:41.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of disappointment and absurdity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I am fucking disappointed with my  results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I want to sob hard when i see them but no tears will come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in utter shock, i am numb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demoralizing yet motivating at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Why demoralizing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's as if my efforts are wasted and im such a fucking stupid idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Why motivating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i am compelled to do better to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROVE THAT I AM ACTUALLY SMART&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Kiasuism has gotten into me.&lt;br /&gt;Im beginning my revision period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or should i say, cramming and mugging period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less hours on the computer, more hours on the books :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since all those motivational books say if you believe you can, you can;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;THUS I BELIEVE I CAN SCORE 12As IN SPM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no don't come telling me my dream is absurd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;For let me tell you, the sec 2's art paper questions are what we call the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; PEAK OF ABSURDITY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;One question is such that you have to draw a scene where....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;*drumrolls;cymbals clash*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ULTRAMAN vs. A RANDOM MONSTER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;WTHSHIT RIGHT? LOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLNESSSSSSSSS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may be why i always get a C for art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, C'MON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Why aren't there any questions where fine art is related?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;(such as drawings of sceneries, etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Instead, the questions they set is just so.. CHILDISH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Just imagine if the scene really happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;With &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;COOKIE MONSTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;! (i dont care what you say, the cookie MONSTER is a MONSTER. So, HA!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TLWqMS-RqsI/AAAAAAAABVs/Y2GPalT3tC4/s1600/Ultraman18%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 413px; height: 615px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TLWqMS-RqsI/AAAAAAAABVs/Y2GPalT3tC4/s400/Ultraman18%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527511245895346882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ULTRAMAN CONFRONTS THE COOKIE MONSTER......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TLWqMkQUbnI/AAAAAAAABV0/rBWbbFVPwRI/s1600/cookiemonster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 381px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TLWqMkQUbnI/AAAAAAAABV0/rBWbbFVPwRI/s400/cookiemonster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527511250534428274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like the cookie monster gives a damn. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay that's all for today bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-936963200772501474?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/936963200772501474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=936963200772501474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/936963200772501474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/936963200772501474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/of-disappointment-and-absurdity.html' title='Of disappointment and absurdity.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TLWqMS-RqsI/AAAAAAAABVs/Y2GPalT3tC4/s72-c/Ultraman18%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-1400045029729138657</id><published>2010-10-12T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T23:04:06.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down down down down.</title><content type='html'>Pigged myself out with sushi at Sushi King during lunch. Mostly sashimi.&lt;br /&gt;Omfg awesomeness i want to go eat again idc if it's fattening or what sashimi rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a pair of headphones today, so awesome can die. I can wear headphones for long hours, but not earphones, sad. Earphones hurt, no idea why -.-&lt;br /&gt;Headphones are oh-so-comfortable! And super cheap too, RM24 only :D&lt;br /&gt;Aunt bought a pair too, haha. Hence the cheaper price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought my prom shoes too, haha. Hope i can find an awesome dress to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;People find their dream dress first, i find my dream shoe first LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been feeling really down lately, no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;I've just been rotting at home during the whole PMR break, like wtf can? Just like a no lifer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like shit nowadays, emo like dont know what shit.&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine shits dont emo -________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall post up pictures sometime soon.&lt;br /&gt;School starts tomorrow :(&lt;br /&gt;SPM, i want to pawn you, very very very very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Im afraid the 3 pure sciences, poa and amaths will pawn me.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAHHHH. I shall pawn them! -optimistic-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i wish i was actually THAT optimistic. Cause now im really, really pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;It's suffocating. Like im being swallowed by emoism or something.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the atmospheric pressure increased?&lt;br /&gt;I want to cry but i can't.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck this feeling seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I loathe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough of emo talk.&lt;br /&gt;Here's an awesome song, again. by 2NE1. Their ballads are AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yTdM_szPVeM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yTdM_szPVeM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-1400045029729138657?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1400045029729138657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=1400045029729138657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1400045029729138657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1400045029729138657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/down-down-down-down.html' title='Down down down down.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-4448332233645716881</id><published>2010-10-12T00:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T00:46:26.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>360°</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ihkNY4Dz-Ys?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ihkNY4Dz-Ys?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I absolutely love it when 2NE1 does ballads like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I watched the mv until i cried. Well actually it's more like my tears started dripping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Why is love so complicated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Or maybe it is us humans who make it complicated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to disappear from the earth's surface, drowning in the never ending abyss of this cruel, cruel world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hahahaha sounds so emo right wtf ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Actually im just sick and tired of life right now, I hate the feelings i get everyday, incomprehensible feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Darkness swallows me in, I've practically lost my light of hope. (not in a religious kind of way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Had my eng lit paper today, I finished all questions, I crapped in a "chim" way. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I dont know if my crapping is relevant but i hope it is. *prays hard*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wrote until my hand was numb, what Stephanie said was so true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Before the paper started, i realized i haven't give Jon his notes and he wasn't there so i quickly texted him. Felt guilty and thought it was my fault he didnt know about this paper (WAY WRONG)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Checked phone after exam, end up he say he's not coming cause he ain't prepared and he was actually in the Reading Corner all this while -________- so much for a guilt attack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And Eunice told me he knew cause he came for class on Thurs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Leela announced my name after the paper she said she couldn't recognize me as i wasn't one of the regulars at her eng lit class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello, she's the one who said if you people want to go for tuition outside, it's fine with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;If you dont want to come to my class, just dont come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But if you DO come to my class, you must be consistent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah well but everyone has to sit for the eng lit paper if they take eng lit what right. (Jon's an exception idk what on earth was he thinking for missing that paper)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;She kept saying, for those who went to her classes, they will know how to do the paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I went for her classes before i stopped during SIBF month onwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I went for a few afterwards too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;3/4 of the questions that came out was discussed during her class, WHICH I WAS PRESENT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I told her i had a haircut and she prolly couldn't recognize me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;She didn't believe me. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;SUSHI KING IS HAVING A RM2/PLATE PROMOTION FOR 4 DAYS FOR MEMBERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Woooohooooo sashimi here i come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Time is short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I just realize SPM's near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I should immerse myself in studying so that i have no time for emo thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;But when i study, the peace and quiet surrounding me makes me think more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Which means more emo thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Whytheheckamisoemonowadaysbbqcharsiewmushroomschickenwingsandfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What happened....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-4448332233645716881?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4448332233645716881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=4448332233645716881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/4448332233645716881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/4448332233645716881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/360.html' title='360°'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-7376585983687657941</id><published>2010-10-11T02:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T02:24:09.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An A for me in literature in english, please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Why is it so hard to have an optimistic approach in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the saying goes, for every mistake made there will be a lesson learnt.&lt;br /&gt;Failure is the mother of success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if life brings you down and you feel like you can't continue on?&lt;br /&gt;Well what am i supposed to do then? Keep on believing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried. I failed.&lt;br /&gt;I try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit exam in 6 hours 45 minutes, and i'm still on short stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even done with poems, holes and SHAKESPEARE'S PLAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should'nt be blogging, but what the hell, i need to destress, and i do that by blogging/writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am worried for english literature for the first time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I am serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have studied earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Again, i procrastinated.&lt;br /&gt;Cant seem to get rid of my bad habit huh.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 days to 23rd October, aka KPOP NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;-shiok awhile-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 more days to slim down, cause when i go to singapore, i feel intimidated by all the skinny girls.&lt;br /&gt;And by skinny i mean freaking skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so freaking hot now.&lt;br /&gt;The heat is oppressing me, argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh please let me be able to answer all the questions tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Note to self  : WRITE FAST, DON'T HESISTATE, FOR THE TIME GIVEN IS NOT ENOUGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i can finish my paper in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, do people still read my blog? It feels so dead. -stifles another sigh-&lt;br /&gt;I should do something to revive my blog. Even nuffnang cease to assign ads to my blog. -sad-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wanna go out later on or on tuesday? (Hoping someone who's as bored as me is reading this right now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought i could go out and have fun during PMR break and then get started on serious revision.&lt;br /&gt;But all i did was rot at home every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic life of a no-lifer!&lt;br /&gt;Ok i shall go cram in as much information as i can and pray my crapping skills are at peak performance tomorrow so that i can write out my thoughts quickly, evaluate and elongate my points without any trace of grammar error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRECISE AND CONCISE, PEOPLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Am i thinking too much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Are my instincts wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-7376585983687657941?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7376585983687657941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=7376585983687657941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/7376585983687657941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/7376585983687657941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/a-for-me-in-literature-in-english.html' title='An A for me in literature in english, please!'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-5210513908542017892</id><published>2010-10-06T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T03:08:00.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL wth</title><content type='html'>hi leo i know you are stalking&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-5210513908542017892?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5210513908542017892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=5210513908542017892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/5210513908542017892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/5210513908542017892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/10/lol-wth.html' title='LOL wth'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-9183293709617935227</id><published>2010-09-24T21:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T22:01:29.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom of speech and open-mindedness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Today, a teacher told me that students can NOT have opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not to question school rules, no matter how unfair we think it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short rant here - Pn. H said that students are punished to stand outside the disicpline room during &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;CLASS TIME&lt;/span&gt; so that we will be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HUMILIATED&lt;/span&gt; and our STUDIES WILL BE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AFFECTED&lt;/span&gt;, only then will we be scared to break school rules in case our studies get affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elders are constantly advising us not to do certain things in case it affects our studies.&lt;br /&gt;Now, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;school disciplinary board wants to affect our studies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;They want to humiliate us, ie : ruin a student's self-esteem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is supposed to be a place where we gain knowledge. Teachers are supposed to make sure that our studies are well and not affected.&lt;br /&gt;Schools have COUNSELLORS to help students with problems, such as SELF-ESTEEM ISSUES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;disciplinary board sets punishments which ruins a student's self-esteem and PURPOSELY affect the student's studies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't punishments supposed to change a person for the better? To let the person reflect on his/her wrongdoings?&lt;br /&gt;This punishment will only change a person for the worse (self-esteem issues, studies affected negatively).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;students should be given detentions&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I know transport is a problem in Malaysia, but wouldn't it be better to make the student stayback after school, which may interfere with a student's plans (outings/having to take public transport home).&lt;br /&gt;I am sure many will say "then you fetch me home la/you pay for my tuition class la).&lt;br /&gt;Which is why &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;detention classes should be held everyday (so that students can choose a day in a week to stayback, so that their tuitions wont be affected)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;As for transport&lt;/span&gt;, i believe&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;transport is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;able to be found&lt;/span&gt;, just that you must be&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;willing to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't mean the school allows us to choose our punishments.&lt;br /&gt;Detention will always be detention, eggs will always be eggs.&lt;br /&gt;This means that students are able to carry out their punishments &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;properly&lt;/span&gt;, and end up with a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;FRUITFUL result&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;For they will think, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wow, the school cares about our studies and does the best to help us, i should so better as to not disappoint my teachers&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;This way, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;students will change for the BETTER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These, are reasons i hate my school.&lt;br /&gt;We have punishment which ends up with negative results.&lt;br /&gt;We are constantly oppressed, not allowed to voice out our opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember, last year, a group of students decided to make a petition to organize a student council.&lt;br /&gt;Their motto is somewhere along these lines :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;We will be the voice for you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, they failed to build a student council, even though almost the whole form signed (except ignorant people who don't give a damn about school life).&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was because we had prefects, so we didn't need a student council.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, was i wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I now know why (it's my personal opinion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their proposal for a student council was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;REJECTED&lt;/span&gt;, because the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;school didn't want us to voice our opinion and question school rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;All of us have the right to have freedom of speech, as stated in the Constitution of Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that we are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;not allowed to make racist comments and defy the government&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The school may be a miniature "government", but they are NOT the government as stated in the Constitution of Malaysia(CoM).&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, the CoM is the&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; HIGHEST LAW&lt;/span&gt; of malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;NOT EVEN THE KING CAN QUESTION IT. THE KING HAS TO ABIDE IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; Yes, changes are made in the CoM from time to time, to meet the generation's needs.&lt;br /&gt;But changes are only made when majority of the parliment agrees.&lt;br /&gt;You, as a teacher, you think you can defy the CoM?&lt;br /&gt;By saying, we are not allowed to have opinions, we are not allowed to voice out our thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE WE NOT ALLOWED TO VOICE OUT OUR OPINIONS?&lt;br /&gt;We learn moral, it is compulsory.&lt;br /&gt;And one of the moral values is -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;OPEN-MINDEDNESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition - &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The ability to RECEIVE and GIVE OPINIONS, criticism and renewal according to the truth of facts and society's norm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Teachers are constantly telling us that moral is and important subject, we should not underestimate its importance.&lt;br /&gt;Yet there are teachers (a certain one who teaches civic) who says that we are&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; not allowed to give opinions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more who constantly looks down on arts stream students who says that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;students cannot give opinions&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you dont want us to give opinions, why not just install a microchip in our brains that disables our abilities to think, and just save information on all subjects into that microchip?&lt;br /&gt;Then you will have your perfect batch of drones, who has no opinions and obtains excellent academic achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we are not allowed to give opinions, tell me then &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;WHY did God give us a brain&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;He let us choose between right and wrong and lets us make our own decisions and choices in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, JL, are always talking about God, and stating that you're a Christian, always attending CF activities.&lt;br /&gt;I myself am a Christian, but &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;not a good one i admit&lt;/span&gt;. However, I always try to remind myself to change for the better (hence less vulgarities in this post, but i did spew vulgarities on fb, my apologies).&lt;br /&gt;Why cant you act like one? Go refer to the bible or something. Im lazy to type out a bunch of verses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, i am just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;enraged that teachers in my school thinks that students cant have opinions&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the school has such a reputable name is due to the fact that the students are constantly driving themselves to obtain excellent results and competing against each other (kiasu mah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think parents will send their child to a school just because the school's discipline is STRICT TO THE MAX but the results of their students are not good?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;Parents send their children to international and private schools, because the quality of education is excellent. Quality of discipline is just a second option, a bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think something should be done about Malaysia's education. There should be more questions challenging our thoughts, asking for our opinions (and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;TRUE&lt;/span&gt; opinions, not ones that are made up to satisfy teachers). Yes, there must be a limit to opinions, but opposing opinions should be accepted too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything has its good and bad, everything has both sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Newton's 3rd law states that for every force made, there will be an equal and opposite reaction to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Likewise, for every little thing on this earth, there are both positive and negative sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Students should be allowed to voice out opinions, both supporting and opposing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we are not allowed to do so, then why do we join debates? Why do we write argumentative essays?&lt;br /&gt;You teachers are supposed to educate us to enable us to face life, armed with knowledge, not demoralizing us and trying to brainwash us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you are one of the people who practices Satanism who pretends to be a Christian?&lt;br /&gt;Because, i know that the end of the world will come someday, and what that day comes, humans left alive will not be allowed to have opinions or thoughts, they will be oppressed by Satan's "army". Humans who have opinions will be executed or tortured.&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, this is written in the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if i offended anyone with religious stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the main topic.&lt;br /&gt;Education enables us to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THINK&lt;/span&gt;, so that we can make decisions in life.&lt;br /&gt;To make decisions, we must have &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;OPINIONS&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;THOUGHTS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;stop stripping us of our rights to have freedom of speech and practice open-mindedness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, reflect on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-9183293709617935227?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9183293709617935227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=9183293709617935227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/9183293709617935227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/9183293709617935227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/09/freedom-of-speech-and-open-mindedness.html' title='Freedom of speech and open-mindedness.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-9194926960274184275</id><published>2010-09-24T20:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T21:59:09.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is so meaningless to me now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i've so much to say.. so much to rant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stressed until a point where i just feel like dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hopes, they get crushed everytime.&lt;br /&gt;my battery is running out.&lt;br /&gt;i find life meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;futile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so suckish right now.&lt;br /&gt;even chocolates and comfort food cant improve my mood.&lt;br /&gt;i lost my sense of smell due to antibiotic medication, i hope it comes back soon.&lt;br /&gt;it's scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking into the school toilet which will normally make me gag, i felt nothing.&lt;br /&gt;i smelt nothing.&lt;br /&gt;though some of the ammonia particles which went into my throat through my nose may have dissolved and i tasted something sour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but smells? no. none. nada. nil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to take pride in my sense of smell.&lt;br /&gt;i could detect smells from a far range.&lt;br /&gt;i could detect spoilt food, when others still think it's fresh.&lt;br /&gt;i could smell the garlic and onions my mom were chopping 6metre away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, it's gone temporarily (please , let it be temporary for like 1 -2weeks only.)&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to regain my sense of smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;losing it makes me feel so..scared.&lt;br /&gt;i have no appetite to eat, for everytime i eat food, i cant detect flavours.&lt;br /&gt;only sweet/sour/bitter/salty/spicy.&lt;br /&gt;give me chilli sauce and curry chicken?&lt;br /&gt;they'd taste the same.&lt;br /&gt;give me pork and chicken that looks alike with almost the same texture?&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea which is chicken which is pork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been freaking sick for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;and that joyce lim wants to make life difficult for me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU, JOYCE LIM _l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i that bad of a student?&lt;br /&gt;you freaking dont respect me why would i respect you!?&lt;br /&gt;the tone you use for me is so sarcastic. and yet i treat you politely.&lt;br /&gt;you always, always, aim me, whenever i do something little wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see gangsters outside school every other day. they smoke there.&lt;br /&gt;does the disciplinary board do ANYTHING about that? NO.&lt;br /&gt;instead, one of them likes to spend time aiming ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was never a bad student.&lt;br /&gt;until an incident happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even so, i was still considered an average student.&lt;br /&gt;my only weakness is my attendance in school. it's not good.&lt;br /&gt;i never argued with teachers, i never shouted at them.&lt;br /&gt;whenever i see them, i would bow to them.&lt;br /&gt;i would stand up and greet teacher during classes, and never did i once sit down like some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i have a mild case of insomnia, thus i keep oversleeping and will be late for school around a few mins or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never went for a checkup, for i think that there's no such need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay enough crapping about the past, time for the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was late, for the 7th time. which meant 2 periods of standing outside the discipline room.&lt;br /&gt;Pn. H told me to go to the discipline room and wait for her. she freaking pulled me.&lt;br /&gt;(misunderstanding in the past - prefect didnt tell me to go stand and blamed it on me and said i ran away. screw you, you never fulfill your duty and scared that you will lose respect from the disciplinary teachers so you blamed it on me. nice one _l_)&lt;br /&gt;i went there. i stood outside studying chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she took me in , i asked joyce politely if i can stand after exams, for i dont want this to affect my results.&lt;br /&gt;she wanted me to stand outside AND take my exam outside the discipline room.&lt;br /&gt;total of FOUR periods outside the discipline room, when the punishment was TWO periods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told her, please, let me stand after exams.&lt;br /&gt;she said no.&lt;br /&gt;i said it's unfair, for my punishment = 2 periods, not 4.&lt;br /&gt;she said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nails are long, is it FAIR for us to check your nails?&lt;br /&gt;IT'S YOUR GODDAMN JOB TO DO IT AND THERE ARE MUCH MORE GIRLS WITH LONG NAILS. (i said no, it's a job for you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she then said, is it FAIR for you to come to school without reason?&lt;br /&gt;"i gave written letters from my parents."&lt;br /&gt;"only MCs are counted."&lt;br /&gt;"i lost some of it, and i have some medication for some sicknesses(who doesnt?)"&lt;br /&gt;"EXCUSES. I WOULD NOT HEAR ANYMORE OF IT. GO CUT YOUR NAILS."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck, i started tearing up.&lt;br /&gt;i went back in, told her i stood on my opinion that the bell has rung early (i reached later on tuesday and wasn't late.)&lt;br /&gt;she said my watch malfunctioned.&lt;br /&gt;YEAH RIGHT, A DIFFERENCE OF 5 MINUTES?&lt;br /&gt;clocks do get slower, but mine never did. (it's not a cheapo rm 10 watch please.)&lt;br /&gt;please, go research on clockworks before you blame my watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she then said, the 3rd bell is AUTOMATIC. it's electronic.&lt;br /&gt;i had nothing to say, i thought they changed the prefect duty system. (i was a probationer prefect [see, i was a good student] and i knew about the bell system)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told her i still stand on my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;she told me to talk to the wall or something.&lt;br /&gt;she said, "I dont need your opinion, you have NO RIGHT to talk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orly? i have no rights to talk?&lt;br /&gt;me: every human has the right to talk.&lt;br /&gt;jl : no, i dont want to listen to your opinion, THUS YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO TALK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then why, does the Constitution of Malaysia states that each and every Malaysian has the freedom of speech?&lt;br /&gt;we are a democratic country. not a communist country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told her, No, each and every citizen of this country has the right to talk-(was about to talk about constitution of malaysia cause she taught Civics and we discussed it in class)&lt;br /&gt;and she yelled at me to GET OUT.&lt;br /&gt;so i got out. of school.&lt;br /&gt;i was sobbing, idiotic, yes.&lt;br /&gt;called my dad, said i wanted to go home.&lt;br /&gt;screw trials, i wanted to go home and sob into my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, i went back to school to take my exam.&lt;br /&gt;i went to see the V.P during recess.&lt;br /&gt;he was such a kind person, he talked to me nicely.&lt;br /&gt;he has my uttermost respect (even though he lied and said the 3rd bell is electronic, maybe to protect JL cause she's one of the teachers).&lt;br /&gt;nvm, i forgive him because he spoke nicely.&lt;br /&gt;he told me to apologize, for sometimes sorry can solve everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was thinking, what did i do wrong?&lt;br /&gt;except for getting out of school (which she told me to GET OUT, she didn't specify WHERE.)&lt;br /&gt;and answering back to her when she told me to talk to the wall or something. (she damn freaking sarcastic can?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to prove myself right.&lt;br /&gt;this all happend on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to prove my opinion, i came to school early on thursday (today).&lt;br /&gt;i stood at the foyer, watching the prefect standing at the bell control system.&lt;br /&gt;the prefect was constantly looking at this watch and the prefects guarding the main school gate.&lt;br /&gt;and i waited until the 3rd bell rang.&lt;br /&gt;THE PREFECT WENT IN TO RING THE 3RD BELL.&lt;br /&gt;each day, or week, the prefect on duty DIFFERS.&lt;br /&gt;so , i checked personally with a prefect friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;she said, YES, it's a prefect's job to ring the third bell.&lt;br /&gt;YOU AND THE V.P LIED TO ME, SAYING IT'S ELECTRONIC.&lt;br /&gt;you think i'd be that stupid to believe? however stm i may be at times, i remember stuff like this.&lt;br /&gt;i checked. and i PROVED YOU WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i took my chinese paper.&lt;br /&gt;my chinese teacher (Pn. H) told me to see her after the paper.&lt;br /&gt;she told me this-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students can not have opinions.&lt;br /&gt;If we had, then what are regulations for?&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked at the way you talked to JL yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I always thought you were a good student, even though JL and Mr L said you have an attitude problem. You were always such a good student in class.&lt;br /&gt;(heck i didnt even offend mr l before i bet jl must have talked bad about me to him)&lt;br /&gt;(and i always pay attention in Pn H's class, however much i disliked her due to her misunderstandings of me last year.)&lt;br /&gt;Your parents may have taught you to become such a person.&lt;br /&gt;You are spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot have your opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was enraged, but i didn't show it.&lt;br /&gt;i kept a straight face and looked her in the eye while she talked.&lt;br /&gt;i am not at wrong, so why should i be scared of looking her in the eye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that students should be ALLOWED TO GIVE OPINIONS.&lt;br /&gt;*refer to top post*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say that making us stand outside the discipline room will give us sheer humiliation cause students will smirk and laugh at us.&lt;br /&gt;for sec1-2s, perhaps, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for sec3-5?&lt;br /&gt;we walk past the discipline room everyday without even bothering to see who kena punishment to stand outside it.&lt;br /&gt;we are used to seeing this EVERY SINGLE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say, if i were to be allowed to choose the time of my punishment, then the school might as well ask me to stand outside the school during holidays.&lt;br /&gt;but then what's the point, we wont be humiliated anyway cause there are only a few number of students going for CCA during school holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SAY HELL YEAH. ask us to go back during holidays.&lt;br /&gt;We will hate it because we wouldn't want to go to school during a holiday just to stand and to be late for/skip CCA.&lt;br /&gt;There are ppl walking around in school and would ask why are we standing outside the discipline room on a holiday. Then we will really be humiliated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the next thing Pn H said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUNISHING STUDENTS TO STAND OUTSIDE CLASS DURING CLASS TIME WILL AFFECT THEIR STUDIES. THAT'S OUR OBJECTIVE. STUDENTS WILL NOT WANT TO BREAK ANY SCHOOL RULE IN FEAR OF AFFECTING THEIR STUDIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatthef*ck is this?&lt;br /&gt;we go to school to learn.&lt;br /&gt;elders are constantly advising us not to do this, not to do that, in fear of affecting our studies.&lt;br /&gt;AND YET THE DISCIPLINARY BOARD WANTS TO AFFECT OUR STUDIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whattheshit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my school damn screwed up man.&lt;br /&gt;refer to top post again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-9194926960274184275?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9194926960274184275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-1191730178278086066</id><published>2010-09-21T18:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T18:09:39.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LONGEST EXAM DAY I EVER HAD,</title><content type='html'>i would like to sue the person who did the exam timetable for trials.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BANANA YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 HOURS OF EXAM TODAY WTFISH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND THERE'S CHEM AND EMATHS TMR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i died in chem and poa today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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HAD,'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-285421101940590311</id><published>2010-09-19T14:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T14:15:32.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so sick can die.</title><content type='html'>it's been ages since i've coughed this bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio and poa tmr and ive not studied yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my trials....... fly, or hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk what im typing.&lt;br /&gt;too sick already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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die.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-7687224185562670010</id><published>2010-09-09T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T10:14:29.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i must.</title><content type='html'>I WILL FIND SOMETHING TO UPDATE FOR MY BLOG TODAY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-7687224185562670010?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-2830462765172644789</id><published>2010-09-02T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T19:41:39.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no.501 post. LOL awesome.</title><content type='html'>tonight nonid to sleep already.&lt;div&gt;tomorrow's history paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after reaching home, chiong accounts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go to amath tuition perhaps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;accounts tuition at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate you sejarah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because you are in a language that i suck at and you're biased.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish my mind had google translate in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life would be awesome then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to cramming sejarah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope i get to sleep at least 30 mins? D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-2830462765172644789?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2830462765172644789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=2830462765172644789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2830462765172644789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2830462765172644789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/09/no501-post-lol-awesome.html' title='no.501 post. LOL awesome.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-2289948722501993071</id><published>2010-08-31T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T20:38:47.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I PROMISE I WILL BLOG.</title><content type='html'>on saturday after history paper. after sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will blog about my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;hope i manage to get the limited pictures from fuei lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;IMMA DIE DURING SEJARAH PAPER ON SATURDAY.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. i am going to live. i am going to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO IT!! (practising law of attraction)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to get at least an A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh please T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, imma go study malay literature. hope i manage to find the notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, more and more racist comments are being made, more and more racial fights are occuring.&lt;br /&gt;malaysia is becoming more and more scary.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait till i get to singapore.&lt;br /&gt;peace, finally.&lt;br /&gt;so what if some people think singaporeans are kiasu &amp;amp; kiasi.&lt;br /&gt;at least it's safer there (just dont be stupid and provoke gangsters lah, duh)&lt;br /&gt;want to be racist, dont make it public.&lt;br /&gt;people who make direct racist comments publicly (whether in public places or social networks like facebook) just proves the level of their stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit i might've made the mistakes said above (im not sure) but now i've known better.&lt;br /&gt;im going to act like an educated person cause i am one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT TO GO SINGAPORE ON 23RD OF OCTOBER! :D&lt;br /&gt;almost done convincing my dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pray to God* *cross fingers* *touch wood* *think positively(law of attraction!)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, it's time to face the horror of.....&lt;br /&gt;TRIAL EXAMS AKA PRELIMS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-2289948722501993071?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2289948722501993071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=2289948722501993071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2289948722501993071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2289948722501993071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-promise-i-will-blog.html' title='I PROMISE I WILL BLOG.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-8662184309514442015</id><published>2010-08-23T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T23:25:45.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo begone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;it's one of those days which i feel like crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i know it's stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i wrote an essay today, saying how treasuring something brings happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i should treasure my life over here, but i wish real hard that im in singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i should appreciate everything that i have now, i do appreciate most of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i just really really want to live in sg :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;if only humans had wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;if only singapore was still part of malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;if only, if only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;if life had if's and if only's which came true, it might be great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;but, life is life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;it'll never be fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;only us ourselves can change our lives for the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;speaking of which, i still have no mood to study, even though i really should buck up on my studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;emoing is useless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;but sometimes i just cant help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i miss you so much :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;hope tomorrow's going to be a better day :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;though i am really disappointed now.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;okay, i shouldn't make conclusions until things actually happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;so let's see how will tomorrow go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i love you zz &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1231109 ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-8662184309514442015?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8662184309514442015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=8662184309514442015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/8662184309514442015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/8662184309514442015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/emo-begone.html' title='emo begone.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-7494417338349807805</id><published>2010-08-22T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T22:34:26.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 more months.</title><content type='html'>hais, 4 months like damn damn damn damn long.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss you zz :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-7494417338349807805?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7494417338349807805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=7494417338349807805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/7494417338349807805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/7494417338349807805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/4-more-months.html' title='4 more months.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-2617225144948830807</id><published>2010-08-21T10:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T10:58:26.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trials in 10 days.</title><content type='html'>IM GONNA &lt;s&gt;DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO, I CANNOT DIE!!!!!!! I MUST &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;STUDY MORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; AND&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; USE THE LAPTOP LESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-2617225144948830807?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2617225144948830807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=2617225144948830807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2617225144948830807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2617225144948830807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/trials-in-10-days.html' title='trials in 10 days.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-7080060488361600726</id><published>2010-08-11T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T23:00:06.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th month ♥</title><content type='html'>time flies, but like i said-&lt;div&gt;still not fast enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nowadays school is so pointless. we only get to learn for 1/2 the periods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stupid teachers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i go to school just to not get a warning letter cause my attendance sucks lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to play the saxophone :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;note to self : must play clarinet instead of saxophone! borrow instrument home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;skills deproving already argh. i wonder if i should study music. i feel like it, but, whats the odds of getting into an orchestra? or being a famous clarinetists? chances are damn low. and i dont think i rock at teaching. oh schucks i dont know what course i want again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;music/psychology/interior design/mass comm? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my parents hope that i study law, wtfish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so booooooooring. yeah you get to study court cases which some are downright stupid/hiliarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you study even MORE laws. constitutions. legal actions. yada yada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to make a living out of writing up agreements? its like doing the same thing EVERYDAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need variety, something which is not organized and requires you to be meticulous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'd die from trying to find loopholes in agreements(i hate accounts and its procedures).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont want to go to court and argue cause that'd kill my cells cause i'd be stressing over whether or not i can win the case what if i lose?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what for spend so much time and $ to study law if im not interested+ will die earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arghhhhhhhh i need to make up my mind real soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, today is a happy happy day :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-7080060488361600726?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7080060488361600726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=7080060488361600726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/7080060488361600726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/7080060488361600726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/9th-month.html' title='9th month ♥'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-1129082041728111200</id><published>2010-08-02T15:56:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T00:01:47.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE! singapore band trip :D</title><content type='html'>okay before i start updating about the trip.. here's what happened these few days :&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saturday : my last full band prac with the afternoon session. well, it was not to satisfying, but okay lah haha. this saturday's AGM! woohooooo marimba here i come! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunday : rot at home, attempted to study history (1chapter only, wtfish my attention span towards history is REALLY cmi), camp at laptop. and felt lugubrious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok so, here's the update about the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DAY1(20 July)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TFl7oWiKA8I/AAAAAAAABUs/RKlCFd3jnTM/s1600/IMG_7450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TFl7oWiKA8I/AAAAAAAABUs/RKlCFd3jnTM/s400/IMG_7450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501564352983598018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;my first glimps of singapore! the country i wanna live in :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TFl7n00VjFI/AAAAAAAABUk/hrFuNPnGYTo/s1600/IMG_7445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TFl7n00VjFI/AAAAAAAABUk/hrFuNPnGYTo/s400/IMG_7445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501564343933045842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;alyssa &amp;amp; kendrick had tons of fun ruining our picture. !@#$%^&amp;amp;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;the 2 ww form5 girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TFaf0XliOSI/AAAAAAAABUE/_dnq2CTYQ74/s1600/IMG_7456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TFaf0XliOSI/AAAAAAAABUE/_dnq2CTYQ74/s400/IMG_7456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500759716913101090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;clarinet section during our first lunch @ HS. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alyssa's hand got swollen at night. we thought it was just a bug bite and it will reduce afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i went back to the dorm to get some ointment for alyssa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND FOUND MY LUGGAGE WAS LOCKED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had locked it at 4am cause dad told me too and i forgot to take the key from him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EPIC FAIL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an chun and sarah's bro was trying to hack open the lock with a plier. the plier damn sadcase one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the two guys tried using shimin's hairpin to pick the lock and failed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shimin said she wanted to try and they say she sure fail one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she say want try for fun so they let her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and she SUCCEEDED IN OPENING IT. WOOHOOO :D shimin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i nonid to worry i no clothes to wear le haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TFl7otNnJbI/AAAAAAAABU0/RxnZIY2KSJY/s1600/IMG_7460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TFl7otNnJbI/AAAAAAAABU0/RxnZIY2KSJY/s400/IMG_7460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501564359071442354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;too bad alyssa didnt sleep with us. awww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;oh and, our dorm, the Voice Box (aka the drama room) is awesome. air conditioned with PARQUET floors, which made sleeping on the floor COMFORTABLE. and their showers are great too. but no warm water and u had to keep pressing the tap thingy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DAY 2(21/7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hougang sec(hereafter referred to as HS) had a racial harmony day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went to their assembly in the morning. listened to sg's national song and pledge. most of us did the pledge too until alison said dont do it cause we're msians.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i think sg's pledge is WAY more meaningful than msia's lor ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they had silent reading during assembly, damn cool can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what happens if we CHSians read during assembly? get scolded by prefects. wtheck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went for their racial harmony day performance at one of their halls (they had 2 i think).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they had a drama skit with a fashion show infused into the skit, chinese opera performace(LOL i didnt understand a word of it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TFl7pmTJYuI/AAAAAAAABVE/BFKuimX55NY/s1600/IMG_7468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TFl7pmTJYuI/AAAAAAAABVE/BFKuimX55NY/s400/IMG_7468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501564374395478754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CHS clarinetists :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TFl7pD8GWNI/AAAAAAAABU8/Uf0H2xcAdls/s1600/IMG_7465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TFl7pD8GWNI/AAAAAAAABU8/Uf0H2xcAdls/s400/IMG_7465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501564365172005074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we can share each other's clothes! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;afterwards, alyssa's hand got so swollen that the teacher at HS said she should go consult a doc. so i went with her to hougang point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the doc said it may be due to an insect bite or it's like, SPONTANEOUS swelling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alyssa damn rofl la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she keep ranting afterwards : "spontaneous swelling wthell SPONTANEOUS!? 16 years of my life it nvr happened now it wants to swell SPONTANEOUSLY? are u kidding me!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LMAO seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks to the camp experience i last had, i am now WISER.&lt;b&gt; TO USE WAX ON MY TEETH! :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i saved alot of woodwind people thanks to me wax haha. (well, for those who dared to use it anyway. they seemed to think wax is disgusting. ah well.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with the wax on top of our teeth, our lips wont be bitten through by our teeth. if not competition day sure gg.com.&lt;/div&gt;(well my reed made me have rashes, actually is like the skin got exfoliated too much thanks to the uneven surface of the reed. so i had like 2 streaks under my lips -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was shi ni's birthday! i think we sang the birthday song for her AT LEAST 5 times LOL. lucky girl. imma spend my birthday studying i guess -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 3(22nd July)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practice whole day, nothing eventful. oh yah today's wan xuan's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TFaf02zascI/AAAAAAAABUM/PmTugrL8LD8/s1600/IMG_7495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TFaf02zascI/AAAAAAAABUM/PmTugrL8LD8/s400/IMG_7495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500759725292827074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DAY 4(23 July)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally, the &lt;b&gt;BIG DAY&lt;/b&gt; has arrived! practiced in the morning for 2 hours like that, then went to prepare. changed, ate lunch, tuning for around 2 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and off we were to TRCC (the republic cultural centre) @ RP (republic polytechnic).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;zz came wheeeeeee hoho ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i squeaked. hais. was so distracted by my squeak that i almost forget to up instrument until anna nudged me. thanks anna (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;almost cried when we went out. felt so bad for squeaking when i was the only one playing plus it was wan xuan's solo! arghhh. anyway its all over so no use crying over spilt milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went back to HS afterwards, took pictures, ate an awesome delicious farewell dinner (all the food was super awesome).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TFaf1s2c0HI/AAAAAAAABUc/1YnZDMA5vgI/s1600/IMG_7509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TFaf1s2c0HI/AAAAAAAABUc/1YnZDMA5vgI/s400/IMG_7509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500759739801063538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our messy table LOL. clarinetists ftw.&lt;br /&gt;1) anna spill her plate over herself.&lt;br /&gt;2)choo earn spilt her drink over to anna's side.&lt;br /&gt;3)thus making anna spill her drink over to choo earn's side.&lt;br /&gt;epic much. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we then went to fragrance backpacker's hostel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE HOSTEL SUCKED TTM.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we first opened the room, we were greeted by a dead baby cockroach on the bed. and more baby cockroaches running around. i killed 1 on the spot with the poor room card key. and cockroach juice is greyish green, LOL. and apparently there are only baby cockroaches. wonder where did the parents went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;told teacher and we went down to complain. desk guy said he would ask his colleague to buy insect killer and air freshener. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so the clarinet section and the sax/oboe section (their room also infested with baby roaches) spent our time at the lobby/internet room. $1 per 30 mins, so me and alyssa used it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fb, of course. and msn :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;halfway through online-ing, mich commented that we got &lt;b&gt;89.6%&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0.4% more to GOLD, WTHECK! T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 people cried on the spot when i shouted the results (and got told off for shouting :x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was told room was sprayed with insect killer , went back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i killed another 2 cockroaches. so much for insect killers. my flip flops deal more damage to them roaches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to bathe, killed another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we were about to sleep. phooi yee spotted a cockroach. ask her to hit it and hold the shoe there, she like use the shoe to molest the cockroach and touch it only. then the cockroach fell down and hid -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i killed more roaches in the following days. eh why didnt i take the pictures of the roaches i killed? HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 5 - 24 July&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its one month to my birthday! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went bugis junction after breakfast. walked around iluma and bugis junction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;introduced the ww ppl to a delicacy known as &lt;b&gt;YAMI YOGURT.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this salesgirl damn nice, let me mix peach and wildberries (i later on found out that you can only mix ONE flavoured yogurt and natural yogurt. sian.) yami yogurt is HEAVEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you &lt;b&gt;amanda&lt;/b&gt; for introducing it to me! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went back iluma for gather. then off we were to have lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and, our bus driver's attitude seriously sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some HS people were at the hostel to meet us, but bus driver didnt want to go back and cher asked them wait for us at vivo. but after debating, called ruby and asked her and the others to stay at the hostel so they can sit our bus there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;vanessa &lt;/b&gt;came! :D have not seen her for &lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt; year &lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt; month &lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt; day! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had fun at sentosa beach. hais found out that we can walk around freely too late. if not could've asked zz to come :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went back exhausted with super sore feet. who knew walking on the beach could be such a torturous task for your feet cause the sand kept sliding here and there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and god, was their beach clean. still got a few pcs of rubbish la, but way better than msia's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went back to vivo then off to bugis for dinner and shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was supposed to have enjoyed shopping but there were some arguments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was so pissed till i almost had tears flowing. oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanted to walk away alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but lk then called and asked me to go back and bring her and phooi yee to the bak kut teh place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i bobian, must be responsible for py (since she's my section de)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i forgot the way so sean lead the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;found lk and phooi yee, py was better (: but she didnt want to walk outside. so we went to eat subway in iluma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sg's subway rocks :D the sauces are awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went yami yogurt again LOL. but py didnt want. she wanted mac ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went macd so that py could get a chocotop to cheerup. dabaoed honey chipotle fries (shaker fries! damn nice but i was full so xin le ate most of it haha) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chatted in mac for like 5 mins then we went back to gather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and went back to the hostel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 6- 25 July&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went zoo in the morning. walked around alone cause i was not in the mood. well at least by walking alone i am able to find the ben &amp;amp; jerry's ice cream shop. the ice cream was heavenly, again. but it got more and more sweet afterwards and melted damn fast :( and the price was really high too, LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saw something and felt like a lightbulb and immediately hid behind some bushes wtheck LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i walked back to the entrance only to find that the ben &amp;amp; jerry's shop was combined with ah meng restaurant. i walked all the way to the end of the zoo cause i didnt know wth! but by walking there (kidzworld section) i got to buy hairclips and earrings which are nice :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, why is bieber's song playing almost everywhere? -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went for the awards ceremony right away. changed in the bus LOL. of course when the bus stopped and all the guys got down and left all the girls la -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rotted outside the hall cause i went to pee and couldnt get in cause it started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went in for one band's performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went out again to talk with xin le.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we went in again cause anne came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i went out alone again to stone outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;should've asked zz to come but keep no signal arghhhh :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then when i reached him the awards ceremony arriving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vanessa came, sneaked her in with our untorn tickets (LOL bad of us).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched the winning bands play, felt sad that we couldnt win! sian ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i went out for awhile again with anne, some other HS ppl came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the ones i rmbed who came was amelia, sean, wesley, jenson and marcel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went outside to talk with anne cause it was too cold inside. played tap tap. i sucked cause i was half asleep by then -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the guys were talking about how chio snsd were, typical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went in again after 15 mins or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then it was over. took some pictures. and off we were to marina bay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bus dropped us off at millenia walk. (he should have dropped us at marina square!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyway, i went off own my own. :D zz ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got told off afterwards, but it was worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i owe anne a present! sorry this trip i no mood shop, i didnt shop anything for myself also argh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bid the HS people goodbye and went back to hostel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 7- 26 July&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up at 6am. then we loaded our luggage to the bus and we went to HS to take our instruments. only guys and Top4s were allowed to get off the bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stupid bus driver threw my clarinet on top of his SHOES. his shoes looked so dirty and smelly. KNS -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he threw CX (rm 10k clarinet) into the MOP PAIL. WTF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was so damn pissed lo zzzzzzzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went back to KL. end of trip. sigh. i like HS. their school's awesome. miss the band mems and the practices. so different from ours and much, much more fruitful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i wanna xfer to PHS(hohohohoho) if i get to repeat sec 3 (a girl can dream, cant she :D).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well. singapore here i come in 4 1/2 months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss zz the most T-T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, back to the present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28 DAYS TO MOCK EXAM. FORECAST RESULTS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FOCUS, FOCUS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im always distracted -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like now, i feel so sick that im lazy to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh crap la ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant believe im studying so many useless subjects. ie: MALAY, moral, history (cause the content's plain biased and corrected from what really happened).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the weather sucks nowadays! wish it will rain everyday like it does in singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shall upload other pictures soon :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-1129082041728111200?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1129082041728111200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=1129082041728111200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1129082041728111200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1129082041728111200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/update-singapore-band-trip-d.html' title='UPDATE! singapore band trip :D'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TFl7oWiKA8I/AAAAAAAABUs/RKlCFd3jnTM/s72-c/IMG_7450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-244430718991869124</id><published>2010-07-29T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T23:32:53.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 month to trials!</title><content type='html'>trials=forecast results=results used to apply to jc/poly.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one word : STRESSED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time : I NEED 3 MONTHS NOT 1!!!!!! 12 SUBJECTS!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crap, can i drop accounts now? -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im gonna be like a kiasu nerd soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally done with one measly chapter of history, wtfish. how can my studying rate be so slow! i must buck up. chiong arhhhhhhhhhhhhh! chiong with zz! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok time for me to sleep. dead tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if there's independence day appreciation day(something like racial harmony day) tomorrow, im gonna bang wall. ok that was just a figure of speech.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school = waste time sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today 6 periods nothing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;history x1= teacher sounded like one annoying mosquito. SPEAK UP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;english x2=teacher gone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amaths x2=teacher gone too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bm x1=waste time copy stuff we wrote in workbook to exercise book. wtheck this cher hates trees i think -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish i can dont go to school and study at home instead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school is a plain waste of time i tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will update as soon as i have time!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;nobody reads my blog already D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;fine i will update soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;real soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ok bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-244430718991869124?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/244430718991869124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=244430718991869124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/244430718991869124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/244430718991869124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/1-month-to-trials.html' title='1 month to trials!'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-7527516351993648815</id><published>2010-07-27T14:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T14:58:13.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back in this sucky country :(</title><content type='html'>HI BLOG I AM  BACK.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i dont think anyone ever reads my blog lor :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall update later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about the sg trip (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cmon ppl, drop a tag or sth when u visit my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how did i achieve that high of a blog traffic last time? hmmmmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-7527516351993648815?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7527516351993648815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=7527516351993648815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/7527516351993648815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/7527516351993648815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/back-in-this-sucky-country.html' title='back in this sucky country :('/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-6676235117387092088</id><published>2010-07-19T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T21:46:39.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIBF!</title><content type='html'>going to singapore tomorrow! :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;super happy hahahahahaha one week off from school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope i can meet zz during the sight seeings and free times! :D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pleaseplease God let me be able to see zz :(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i also hope the pain in my teeth will go away if not i sure gg.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arghh, braces SUCK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on hiatus until 26th of july. bye people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still want to migrate to singapore!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-6676235117387092088?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6676235117387092088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=6676235117387092088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6676235117387092088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6676235117387092088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/sibf.html' title='SIBF!'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-1750020264588360664</id><published>2010-07-16T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T22:04:17.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to migrate to sg. :(</title><content type='html'>the title says it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-1750020264588360664?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1750020264588360664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=1750020264588360664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1750020264588360664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1750020264588360664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-want-to-migrate-to-sg.html' title='i want to migrate to sg. :('/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-3891082693266862357</id><published>2010-07-15T11:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T11:23:45.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS THE LAST STRAW.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;MALAYSIA GO EAT SHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHARSIEW LA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM SO F*CKING PISSED I DONT KNOW WHAT TO SAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;SCREW NS, SCREW MSIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT TO GET OUT OF HERE. but my parents love this absolutely amazing (NOT) country. *pukes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom even asked me i get which location cause some locations are better. WTF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ppl's mom hear le say help them settle dont want let them go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MINE? WANTS ME TO GO AND GET ONE FRACTURED BONE BACK OR MAYBE DIE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KNS LA I AM SO FRIGGIN PISSED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;I WANT TO MIGRATE TO SG NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;SCREW YOU IDIOT MALAYSIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-3891082693266862357?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3891082693266862357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=3891082693266862357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/3891082693266862357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/3891082693266862357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-is-last-straw.html' title='THIS IS THE LAST STRAW.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-6354815918489638683</id><published>2010-07-14T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T01:46:22.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MALAYSIA EVERYTHING EPIC FAIL.</title><content type='html'>i missed the sms closing time by 5 minutes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crap i wonder if i'll get NS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THAT'D BE BAD BAD BAD BAD BADDDDDDD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need to postpone and all that , mafan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh please god no ns for me pretty pleaseeeeeeee D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i should pon school tmr and wait to sms at 9am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, if i brought my phone to school,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the discipline chers confirm know alot form 5s missed the closing time and will bring phone to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CONFIRM GOT SPOTCHECK LOR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unless everyone thinks confirm got spotcheck then nvr bring phone end up no spotcheck cause it's some trick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, nvm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i should bring my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arghhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CRAP WHY DOES MALAYSIA HAVE NS FOR GIRLS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've already thought of reasons to be unfit for NS (that is , if i kena, WHICH WILL NEVER HAPPEN. oh plsplsplsplsplsplsplspls nooooooooooooooo.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanted to go sleep and then i received this sms saying how to check.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i hyperventilated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for like 5 mins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smsed for like 2mins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and missed the closing time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wtfishbbqmushroomsbananaschickenwings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MALAYSIA YOU FAIL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the website's not updated, it's down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CANT WAIT FOR 9AM TO ARRIVE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PHONE OR NO PHONE? ARGHHHHHHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-6354815918489638683?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6354815918489638683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=6354815918489638683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6354815918489638683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6354815918489638683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/malaysia-everything-epic-fail.html' title='MALAYSIA EVERYTHING EPIC FAIL.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-4243391293894192096</id><published>2010-07-10T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T22:38:09.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 more days!</title><content type='html'>had band practice from 8.30-4.30 today. super long hours x.x&lt;div&gt;went to kim yap's farewell dinner. she's not gonna be back until dec D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didnt manage to take pictures with her awww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mouth hurts. idiot braces =="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 more days to sibf!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 more days until i get to go to singapore :DDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i still have to improve my playing and somehow make my mouth not sore during competition.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will be having intensive prac from 20-22 , 23rd maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had a sore mouth after the 1st day of camp, 2nd day need to bite tissue already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how to tahan during 20-22 omg =="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things to do :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)fix braces wire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)practice long tone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)practice with recording.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4)running notes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok i know i sound like a band geek now, ahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;praying hard that im gonna have free time during 23-26!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why cant i stay longer or go earlier T_T hais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 more months till i get freedom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant wait to go to singapore :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zz wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teehee! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-4243391293894192096?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4243391293894192096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=4243391293894192096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/4243391293894192096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/4243391293894192096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/10-more-days.html' title='10 more days!'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-2447187494922111287</id><published>2010-07-09T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T23:29:11.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUNNY DAO..LMAO. hahahahaaha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K2CNJiAq_cY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K2CNJiAq_cY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg must watch damn funny la hahhahahahhahaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this one also :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z7eNyNDcMWA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z7eNyNDcMWA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tmr's practice is until 4.30. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate parade practice ==" useless argh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shall have a proper update tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanna go to sggggggggg by myself! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-2447187494922111287?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2447187494922111287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=2447187494922111287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2447187494922111287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2447187494922111287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/funn-daolmao-hahahahaaha.html' title='FUNNY DAO..LMAO. hahahahaaha!'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-5689799117220284839</id><published>2010-07-07T17:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T17:48:25.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mojojojo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've lost my blogging mojo again D:&lt;div&gt;and i've got my dead blog to revive (omg its like no one reads my blog anymoreeeee!!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and band blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;double shiatttttttttttt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok im down with a cold now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my nose is like one leaking tap now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TDRMkWZ-2OI/AAAAAAAABT0/r1FmZc3RycM/s400/blog_noseTap.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 172px; height: 172px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491098033045035234" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;imagine my nose like that. omgbbqmushrooomsbananaschickenwings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im surrounded by tissues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enough tissues to make one tissue bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TDRK5tekazI/AAAAAAAABTs/H0Q4l7Vs7xI/s1600/cold.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TDRK5tekazI/AAAAAAAABTs/H0Q4l7Vs7xI/s400/cold.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491096200992287538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh yes i look like this person now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with longer hair, duh. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and without that weird jacket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ok fine i dont look like the person -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i hate schooooollllllllllll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;spm's coming too soon.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SIBF&lt;/b&gt; IS COMING EVEN &lt;b&gt;SOONER.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;AND MY CLARINET SKILLS. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;omg cmi already lah die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i want to eat &lt;b&gt;frozen yogurt&lt;/b&gt; and joy bakery's&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;blueberry cheesetarts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!! (no other cheesetart can beat theirs, i swear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i even the more want to go to sg and meet zz everyday :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;13 DAYS TO HS CAMP&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;16 DAYS TO SIBF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i must chiong practice my clarinet everyday, no matter rain or shine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;k im so so dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-5689799117220284839?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5689799117220284839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=5689799117220284839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/5689799117220284839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/5689799117220284839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/mojojojo_1149.html' title='mojojojo.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TDRMkWZ-2OI/AAAAAAAABT0/r1FmZc3RycM/s72-c/blog_noseTap.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-6096957434401229613</id><published>2010-07-05T16:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T16:22:32.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life may have its downside, but it's still awesome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;yesterday was an awesome day with zz &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cinema heaven! (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im so so so so so so happy that you're able to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my joy is more than what words can describe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ily &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope we can meet again soon! mushrooms, hehes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;secret recipe's lamb rocks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im glad that i chose the right bus, teehee x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh oh and, joy's bakery's blueberry cheesetarts are what blueberry cheesetarts should taste like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;simply heavenly. (for those interested msians who want to taste it, the bakery's located at taman megah near that shop selling free range pork meat. somewhere around fatty crab restaurant there. must try!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time fly faster please, i cant wait to go to sg and get out of this sick country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss you :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday was awesome until at night when people behaved immaturely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i already apologized but what about you? just as sms saying what u can forgive me but need to talk. talk what? cant you even say one single sorry?&lt;div&gt;wow i sense no apology from you lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heck i never do anything except being pekcek that you're still dilly dallying while im trying to rush to some place and everyone's waiting for you, and being sarcastic in the car when you were sarcastic first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i detest people wasting my time when im in a rush.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chasing me out of the condo was you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i would've changed clothes and went to macd to overnight or something if it wasnt for zz. (thank you zz for always advising me, loves &lt;3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im so mad now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just want an apology from you too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yet u never even mention one microscopic sorry (in the sense that i feel that you're sorry)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;says who that my xiao jie pi qi is "bigger" than yours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think you're the one acting childish and immature here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;turning off the lights when im on the phone? and standing there glaring?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heck, what did i do now? is talking on the phone an offense?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have no wish to stay in your house lah, please (omg im so sorry, it's only half that's yours)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seems like we can never stop fighting eh? it's been like what, fighting with me since imma kid?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is your greatest pleasure fighting with someone who's like 20 years younger than you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;immature adults.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think like an adult, please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sick of you always trying to pick a fight with me when i have no intention of doing that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fine, i might sound abit pissed when i said "oh crap, my contact lens fell, dont talk to me now!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you said i was the one who started the fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my goodness im not that free alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whew, done ranting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes i think family members are either your source of strength,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;family members are the ones that will ruin you. (happened too many times)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;family frauds like in dramas do happen. just that it's more intense, less dramatic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah, i dont believe what people say about "your family members will be the ones that are there for you when you have no one to turn to."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's only about 90% correct.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well you may wonder, what about the other 10%?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;their family members dont give a damn about them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im lucky to have caring family members, i appreciate those who care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but for those who dont? well i wouldn't care about you too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life is never a bed of roses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life has more downs than ups sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you just have to face life and make the best out of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah, not gonna let the unhappy stuff ruin my awesome mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall remember the happy times! (from 2.30pm-7.10pm) :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life's awesome too and we know it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall blog about yesterday in another post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tata for now. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-6096957434401229613?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6096957434401229613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=6096957434401229613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6096957434401229613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6096957434401229613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/07/life-may-have-its-downside-but-its.html' title='life may have its downside, but it&apos;s still awesome.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-5236085158060429128</id><published>2010-06-30T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T23:38:59.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dudududududuDU! lalalalalala~</title><content type='html'>in case you're wondering what the title means, its the lyrics from happy tree friend's theme song.&lt;div&gt;LOL. the theme song is HILARIOUS! but not the gruesome deaths of the poor cute animals :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 tooth LOLLLL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 hair! double LOLLLL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is a super happy dayyyyyyyy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall post up pictures of mushrooms and bananas in my blog :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i love you zz! &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;hohohohohoho time to change our phone ringtone :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-5236085158060429128?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5236085158060429128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=5236085158060429128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/5236085158060429128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/5236085158060429128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/dududududududu-lalalalalala.html' title='dudududududuDU! lalalalalala~'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-6253415831360279046</id><published>2010-06-29T21:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T22:19:22.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amusing day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;almost went to school, then sook wei called me and asked me where the heck am i? i was like, huh, i thought the asean games opening ceremony rehearsal was tomorrow!? she's like, we're on the bus now, i was like, wtheck die. then i rushed to find the school address.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;awesome aunt fetched me there, i felt so bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;luckily they took my clarinet already. smart people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached the school, my eyes went super wide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO DAMN BIG CAN -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they have a GALLERY. with MANNEQUINS WEARING THE SCHOOL UNIFORM/PE/CCA UNIFORMS. wtfish?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rich malay boys school bobian. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so the rehearsal was boring. i got sunburn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;confirm chao ta by the end of this thingy again == i hope wont chao ta that much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was looking into a classroom, got no teacher also, all the students like so hardworking (pretending la obviously, got visitors at their school leh.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and, this guy's textbook upside down. HAH, EPIC FAIL LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wasted time there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went back to school at around 12.30, reached at 1.15pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the lunch box they provide not fresh one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the food exactly same like the merdeka combined band formation event back in sec 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this alyssa, keep saying the lunchbox confirm not fresh, made last night, then man li's expression damn funny. she's like looking at alyssa then at her lunchbox and hesitating whether to eat it anot LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached home at around 3+, webcammed with zz &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went for dinner with the english tuition gang (yingying, zhaofeng and jinyun).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;catch up with each other, jinyun and zhaofeng never change still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they went from talking to practically shouting at each other in an excited way while me and yingying looked at each other and gave the "knowing" look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. manhattan closed down in centre point! wth D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;replaced by this new western restaurant. at least they have stuffed mushrooms and deep friend mushrooms! and wild mushroom soup (which the person kinda forgot to serve so we cancelled).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate stuffed mushrooms, aglio olio spag with shrimp+mushroom; drank english breakfast/camomile tea. whole meal costs rm17 only, what a deal! no tax or service charge :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had a great time with them, yingying made plans to go karaoke with zhao feng (according to yingying and zhao feng, they get 1 mic each, me and jinyun share.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crazy singing girls :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yingying's birthday soon! im thinking something related to glee, since she's like the ultimate gleek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waiting for zz to come home so that we can webcam again &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i did a quiz from facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;below is the quiz i was supposed to do in facebook, but i rather post it here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT WAS YOUR:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Last beverage: Camomile Tea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Last phone call: Aunt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Last text message to: My wasabehh :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Last song you listened to: If - Taeyeon (Can you hear me by taeyeon is awesomer! MUST HEAR!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Last time you cried? Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Dated someone twice: No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Been cheated on: No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it: No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Lost someone special: No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Been depressed: Of course, who doesnt??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Been drunk and threw up: No, never got drunk before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LIST THREE FAVORITE COLOURS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. White&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Black&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS YEAR HAVE YOU: (2010)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Made a new friend: Yes, many.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. Fallen out of love: No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. Laughed until you cried: I think so, LOL. or maybe i laugh until people think im crying -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. Met someone who changed you: Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. Found out who your true friends were: Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. Found out someone was talking about you: Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. Kissed anyone on your friend's list: (; one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life: not sure, LOL. not that boliao to count.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. How many kids do you want to have: 2? LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. Do you have any pets: i want hamsters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. Do you want to change your name: hmmmmm. used to want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. What did you do for your last birthday: joint celebration with jocelyn lim :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. What time did you wake up today: 7am! (damn i was late and luckily i picked up sook wei's last call or else i'd be rotting at school)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. What were you doing at midnight last night: Sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. Name something you CANNOT wait for: this sunday, 4th of july! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30. Last time you saw your Mother: 1 week + ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: To be born and live in Singapore. im dying to live in singapore! (ok if i die i cant live already, so yeah, it's my life's dream to live there.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32. What are you listening to right now: Taeyeon - Can You Hear Me (see? it's so damn awesome)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom : nope, tom and jerry's tom ain't a person (yes i talked to the television when i was young saying tom was stupid, wtheck.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34. What's getting on your nerves right now: The fact that im still stuck in malaysia and my passport's in the bank safe. i so want to go to singapore and live my life there now T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35. Most visited webpage: Facebook, Youtube, Google, Sogou, My blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;36. Whats your real name: if you know me you should know, lols. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;37. Nicknames: answer same as 36.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;38. Relationship Status: In a Relationship &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;39. Zodiac sign: zodiac is. chicken right. yup. the chicken. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;40. Male or female?: Female&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;41. Elementary?: SRJK (C) Puay Chai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;42. High School?: Catholic High School&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;43. College?: Not yet in college, hoping to enter a jc in singapore (but now im thinking of going to a private college instead :x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;44. Hair colour: Brownish black (sun=natural way to bleach)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;45. Long or short: Long. Time to cut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;46. Height: 153cm i think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;47. Do you have a crush on someone? not a crush, i love zz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;48. What do you like about yourself? No idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;49. Piercings: A pair on my ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;50. Tattoos: None. Dont like them, look like lalamui/ahlian == (no offence)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;51. Righty or lefty: Righty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;52. First surgery: Never had one done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;53. First piercing: Last year after band agm with stephanie and joyce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;54. First best friend: errrrrrrrrrrrr. Rachel Ho? LOL in kindy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;55. First sport you joined: Badminton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;56. First vacation: Overseas? Singapore! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;58. First pair of trainers: I think when I was 2. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RIGHT NOW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;59. Eating: Cherries. (supposed to eat soon)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;60. Drinking: Water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;61. I'm about to: Webcam with zz later :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;62. Listening to: Taeyeon, again. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;63. Waiting for: 4/7/10, 20-26/7/10, the day i get to go singapore again and again, and the day when i get to live in singapore! hahahaha, singapore rocks! (sorry malaysia, me dont like you.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;64. Want kids?: Yeah i guess so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;65. Get Married?: Yes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;66. Career?: Musician, Psychologist, Lawyer!?(lots of people been recommending this -.-), Graphic/Interior Design. (see, i dont like science and i wonder why im studying it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHICH IS BETTER :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;67. Lips or eyes: Both!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;68. Hugs or kisses: Kisses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;69. Shorter or taller: Taller (im too, too short!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;70. Older or Younger: Younger :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;71. Romantic or spontaneous: Romantic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;72. Nice stomach or nice arms: Uhh???? i want both!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;73. Sensitive or loud: Sensitive is a must!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;74. Hook-up or relationship? Relationship definitely!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;75. Trouble maker or hesitant? again, uhh????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;76. Kissed a stranger? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;77. Drank hard liquor? Liquor yes, hard or not, i have no idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;78. Lost glasses/contacts? Both, YES. ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;79. Sex on first date? No, i believe in sex after marriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;80. Broken someone's heart? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;82. Been arrested? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;83. Turned someone down? I think so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;84. Cried when someone died? No &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;85. Fallen for a friend? Everyone's relationship starts off as friends right. Stupid question -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;86. Yourself: Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;87. Miracles: Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;88. Love at first sight: Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;89. Heaven: Yes, bible says so and i believe it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;90. Santa Claus: No, it's a guy who went to give out presents. (long story)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;91. Kiss on the first date: Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;92. Angels: Yes, they exist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;94. Had more than 1 girlfriend/boyfriend at a time: Never will!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;95. Did you sing today? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;96. Ever cheated on somebody? No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;97. If you could go back in time, how far would you go? Back to the time my grandpa was alive so i could convince him to accept his business opportunity in singapore then i will have a chance to live there now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if in my life, back to form 3 when i had the chance to get the scholarship to singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i wouldnt want to forget my memories now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;98. If you could pick a day from last year and relive it, what would it be? christmas eve - christmas day afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;99. Are you afraid of falling in love?: No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;100. Posting this as 100 truths?: Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope zz reaches home soon! omg he smsed. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;disappointed hais. im always waiting.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i miss you :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-6253415831360279046?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6253415831360279046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=6253415831360279046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6253415831360279046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6253415831360279046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/amusing-day.html' title='amusing day.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-4534507643695147501</id><published>2010-06-28T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T15:59:42.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please.</title><content type='html'>please let it go already, i've apologized.&lt;div&gt;i dont like fights, i detest them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like seeing friendships broken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;zz i love you. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'll keep our promise for the rest of my life, even after i die. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-4534507643695147501?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4534507643695147501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=4534507643695147501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/4534507643695147501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/4534507643695147501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/please.html' title='please.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-7328153012198241700</id><published>2010-06-28T11:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T11:41:02.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PEACE.</title><content type='html'>im always the one saying sorry even though it's not my fault and i didn't do anything wrong!&lt;div&gt;why do i apologize even though im not at fault?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's because i dont like fights! i dont like to see people fighting, i dont like to see that tense atmosphere, to see friends become foes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been through all these, much more than all of you out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know the feeling when you have to choose sides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know how's it like to be isolated by your friends because u voiced out your opinion and your friends decided they didnt want to have anything to do with you cause of different opinions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'VE BEEN THROUGH ALL THAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THAT'S WHY IM SAYING SORRY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im trying to make peace, but i get accuses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont want to fight anymore.. i dont want unhappy stuff to happen between me and zz anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can only take that much before i snap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah you know what? maybe i shall go rob the bank my passport is in. and get my passport back, then everything will be fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss you, zz. i love you so much. let's cheer up alright? :D no one and nothing can stop us from being together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-7328153012198241700?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7328153012198241700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=7328153012198241700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/7328153012198241700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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why????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why must i be living in this fucking country?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why didnt i try out for cgs scholarship back in 2008?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING for not trying out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like banging my head against a wall now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTHECK IS WRONG WITH ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why am i so stupid in maths?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why is it that i like alphabets more than numbers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everytime, always, nobody sees the effort i put in. no matter studies or whatsoever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's always another person out there, looking like they did more than me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im always overlooked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont want to be overlooked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but im a doormat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i give in easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im too nice to scold people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that's my greatest weakness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like everyone's taking advantage of my kindness/nicety.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other people does something little, they make a big impact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i do something big, i get overlooked instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DONT KNOW, ARGHHHHHHHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel so down right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i know how you feel too.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;perhaps you'll try to realize all that i've done for you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;that's all im asking for.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i love you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-4729725945737453080?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-8005326512796455225</id><published>2010-06-26T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T23:01:58.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>......</title><content type='html'>i cant explain this feeling in my stomache. its like a million rollercoasters going about inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-8005326512796455225?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8005326512796455225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=8005326512796455225' 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now......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TCXR_QupbnI/AAAAAAAABTk/dKW8NznZ2Xg/s1600/tumblr_ksx9nxzR3w1qzt6dko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TCXR_QupbnI/AAAAAAAABTk/dKW8NznZ2Xg/s400/tumblr_ksx9nxzR3w1qzt6dko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487022605773401714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok fine maybe not exactly cause i aint losing my appetite it's the opposite i eat more when im worried x.x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im a girl, we tend to overthink stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;could you just do that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-6336625141230003363?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6336625141230003363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=6336625141230003363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6336625141230003363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6336625141230003363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/exactly-whats-on-my-mind-now_26.html' title='exactly what&apos;s on my mind now......'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TCXR_QupbnI/AAAAAAAABTk/dKW8NznZ2Xg/s72-c/tumblr_ksx9nxzR3w1qzt6dko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-8516770782517629589</id><published>2010-06-26T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T17:01:46.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>p.s, i love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;"i hate people who ACT nice in front of me. if you feel guilty while reading this, then you know who you are. i dont need your fake nicety." quotes me on fb status.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;seriously, these are the kind of people that pisses me off the most. they make you feel happy, then when you find out, boom, down goes your mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just like false hopes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please stop feeding people lies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think im too demanding, but that's just me. hais. im sorry &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll try to change, i've changed alot for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know i suck hais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not perfect, neither is anyone in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant change the way malaysia is, even though i really want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's so screwed up here, thanks to the government.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it used to be so peaceful and calming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to think i used to support malaysia back when i was a kid. i was patriotic, like really patriotic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now? noway will i ever support malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont know why i cried just now. you seem so distant in your smses today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im thinking too much as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crap la, how i wish i didnt have the ability to think too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy imy .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sorry for being so demanding sometimes . it's cause i love you very much, or else i wouldnt care at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope you understand and will forgive me if i made you angry or frustrated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-8516770782517629589?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8516770782517629589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=8516770782517629589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/8516770782517629589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/8516770782517629589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/ps-i-love-you.html' title='p.s, i love you.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-2536340621147295288</id><published>2010-06-24T20:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T21:27:03.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TCNSJcTbUjI/AAAAAAAABTM/CEnT7-gJDMk/s1600/IMG_7206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TCNSJcTbUjI/AAAAAAAABTM/CEnT7-gJDMk/s400/IMG_7206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486319093237371442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hs + chs clarinetists and ms chang hong, our clarinet tutor :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;okay so, i've got my blogging mojo back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;supposed to be in tuition now, lol, but due to some complications, im not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope everything goes well this sunday ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant wait for sunday to come :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been wasting too much time, and it's time for me to chiong. spm is just a blink of an eye away. cant afford to do badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im devastated by my amaths results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i must do 10 questions per day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn, why do i suck in maths. why must i hate numbers! (just let me rant la.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont get people who love maths. it just disappoints you when you find that something went wrong in your calculations and you have to redo the whole damn thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people who love maths dont care if they have to redo their calculations for 100 damned times just to get the right answer lor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then they feel satisfied like they've earned a million dollars or something and shouts " YAY I'VE GOT IT!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like wtheck lor, waste so much time just to get an answer to a maths question that isnt even applicable in daily life (unless you are an engineer of some sort la)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you use languages everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you speak a language, you type (like for instance, blog) in a language, you get to publish stuff you've written. &lt;b&gt;when people read something GOOD, they get inspired.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who the hell gets &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;INSPIRED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by reading &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;NUMBERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like, as if a person would go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"OHMYGOD i just had the &lt;b&gt;EPIPHANY&lt;/b&gt; of my ENTIRE LIFE cause i read this&lt;b&gt; EQUATION&lt;/b&gt;!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TCNZM8cLesI/AAAAAAAABTc/4-w3aubGK9s/s1600/maths+is+NOT+the+way+of+life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TCNZM8cLesI/AAAAAAAABTc/4-w3aubGK9s/s400/maths+is+NOT+the+way+of+life.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486326849985018562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this, is my work of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, stickmans are a kind of ART okay. doodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wtheck? get what i mean now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i know im crapping up there. whatever, lol.&lt;br /&gt;crapping is my forte, and you all should know that (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so anyway. i need to get my study mojo back. and my kiasu-ness.&lt;br /&gt;YES, KIASUness.&lt;br /&gt;kiasu is a GOOD thing. it makes you STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i want to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KIASU&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im planning to skip teacher's day tmr. cause what for i go to school, sit there for 5 hours watching performances while sitting under the sun for the whole day (unless they let sec 5 go in the air conditioned hall)? waste of time nia. i'll only go if i get to stay in bandroom and practice.&lt;br /&gt;(my tongue is still sore, the ulcer from the braces incident is still there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i skipped school today. wasnt feeling well. im having splitting headaches nowadays :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im craving for ding tai fung's fried rice and chicken mcnuggets now. fattening, i know.&lt;br /&gt;but they're yummy.&lt;br /&gt;oh my stuffed mushrooms, they're even yummier! xD&lt;br /&gt;im such a glutton, hahahahahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope my blog is interesting. there's only like a handful (or even less) of readers left D:&lt;br /&gt;when can my blog be famous like xiaxue's?! *dreaming*&lt;br /&gt;answer : WAIT LONG LONG. never :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of my crap. time to eat my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;which isn't yummy at all :(&lt;br /&gt;my grandma's starting to cook healthy.&lt;br /&gt;healthy food aint that nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to go on a diet!&lt;br /&gt;(been saying this for half a year already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i feel like eating oyster omelette too.&lt;br /&gt;i should SO stop thinking about food.&lt;br /&gt;i WILL think of zz always! :P (food thoughts, go away!)&lt;br /&gt;ciao, dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-2536340621147295288?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2536340621147295288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=2536340621147295288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2536340621147295288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2536340621147295288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/hs-chs-clarinetists-and-ms-chang-hong.html' title=''/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TCNSJcTbUjI/AAAAAAAABTM/CEnT7-gJDMk/s72-c/IMG_7206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-9042736192125394607</id><published>2010-06-23T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T23:25:20.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuffed mushrooms!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;stuffed mushrooms @ italiannies are DELICIOUS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are the best mushrooms i've ever had in my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and expensive also :( ps people for ordering this but you've got to admit it's superb!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall upload a photo of the mushrooms once gerald gets to uploading pics from his dslr. slow for sure =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanna get a dslr too. then i can take more artistic shots of mushrooms. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and thanks to italiannies, i like angel hair pasta again (:  (my mom made me hate it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;brought so many stuff to school today but used a few papers only, wtheck. heavy bag zzzzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some teachers weren't really teaching so i sneaked use ________ to ___ zz &lt;3.&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway history relief again, the teacher looked like a korean LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then after class she came to talk to me, i thought she gonna catch my h_______.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then end up is she ask me tell feng jie to return the pass to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but feng jie say she didnt take, so, sorry teacher i dont know who took =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyway, me and fuei lo managed to surprise ley kuan :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the person lk wanted most to come came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and ley kuan, i hope you like the wrapping paper (which everyone think i drew, wah if i can draw out such a awesomely lame and childish but funny wrapping paper i'd be an artist now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sorry for getting you the book with the wrong font D: i forgot there were two fonts! and it's the one i found while in a rush, haha. hope you like it though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walked around in mid valley like some idiot for 2 hours, cause aunt said she coming at 3.40 then drag till 6, wth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate baskin robbin's frozen yogurt since it's pink wednesday, and my phone is pink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not really nice, got ice pieces inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baskin robbin getting worse!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went home at last and fell asleep , woke up, fell asleep again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry zz T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-9042736192125394607?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9042736192125394607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=9042736192125394607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/9042736192125394607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/9042736192125394607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/stuffed-mushrooms.html' title='stuffed mushrooms!'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-6154976805900556889</id><published>2010-06-22T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T22:27:39.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school sucks.</title><content type='html'>school is boring.&lt;div&gt;i need at least 13 homework marks to pass my amaths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crap la, i need to chiong already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everytime i stare at amaths, sure fall asleep one. epic phail -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how i wish numbers loooked friendlier to me.. i know this is my own fault, but yeah. letters rock more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my english summary sucks. i finally found out why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i must get highest in english next term! so not satisfied with my english marks can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: sometimes i really bu shuang ppl who is good in both languages and sciences/maths. HAHA. just kidding. should say, i envy them alot =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope tmr will be awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;die alr, we all skipping tuition. next week sure tio nag by the teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want 50 hours per day! and being able to live up to 100 years of age even with 50 hours per day! arghhhhhh. according to the records in bible (which are true), there was this ahpek who lived up to 999 years of age. WTH. scary la. ALMOST one THOUSAND years old woih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know i should update more about music camp. and post pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my blog like so dead now, nobody visit one. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im addicted to tumblr! the photos and quotes found there like so damn cool, i keep reblogging LOL. stupid me. i should be studying right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come on ashley kjh, time to be KIASU! where's your kiasu spirit? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i realize last time in pri school and lower sec i very kiasu one lor. now like dont care le. i want to be kiasu leh! (i know this is weird)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok so, byebye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tumblr here i come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and ugh, band blog. but i have no pictures leh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cameraman/camerawoman, UPLOAD THE PICTURES PLEASE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;always so slow can. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.p.s: school is wayyyyyyyyyyyyyy boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i keep falling asleep ahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-6154976805900556889?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6154976805900556889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=6154976805900556889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6154976805900556889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6154976805900556889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/school-sucks.html' title='school sucks.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-9040730401501990522</id><published>2010-06-20T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T23:33:33.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school, ugh.</title><content type='html'>school's starting again tmr.&lt;div&gt;i shall blog tmr since im stuck at my aunt's house with no piano to play :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HATE SCHOOL, LIKE, SERIOUSLY, I HATE SCHOOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause it's a waste of time -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok bye shall go sleep now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope i am able to wake up tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-9040730401501990522?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9040730401501990522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=9040730401501990522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/9040730401501990522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/9040730401501990522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/back-to-school-ugh.html' title='back to school, ugh.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-8457885142135341347</id><published>2010-06-20T10:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T11:06:54.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my tumblr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fantasieshappen.tumblr.com/"&gt;CLICK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will try to think of a more, hmmm, interesting url.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tumblr's my gallery of photos and quotes i like that i find on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still an avid blogspot supporter lah, hahas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-8457885142135341347?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8457885142135341347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=8457885142135341347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/8457885142135341347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/8457885142135341347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-tumblr.html' title='my tumblr'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-3081560999936860044</id><published>2010-06-19T16:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T16:50:57.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back from camp :D</title><content type='html'>ok i shall update later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im done with amaths project! UNBELIEVABLE HUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the only homework i've done during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;and i just found out i have one chinese essay to complete (easy luh, take tuition de and copy nia LOL). thanks rachel for reminding me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im too lazy to blog now! so, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-3081560999936860044?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3081560999936860044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=3081560999936860044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/3081560999936860044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/3081560999936860044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-back-from-camp-d.html' title='im back from camp :D'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-8652861435920173636</id><published>2010-06-15T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T03:06:15.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiatus for 4 days.</title><content type='html'>will be going to band camp from tuesday-friday. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog's gonna be dead! (hope it wont be though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully this camp is an enjoyable one.&lt;br /&gt;and i just rmb i have an amaths project due. oh the horror of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could go to sg a little while longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye i need to sleep. i have the worst night patrol timing ever! 2-4am, wtfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u get 12-2am, u get to sleep from 2-6am.&lt;br /&gt;if u get 4-6am, u get to sleep from 12-4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-4am?&lt;br /&gt;ur sleep gets interrupted when u are having your deepest sleeping period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall stop complaining.&lt;br /&gt;off to camp in a few hours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-8652861435920173636?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8652861435920173636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=8652861435920173636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/8652861435920173636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/8652861435920173636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/hiatus-for-4-days.html' title='hiatus for 4 days.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-4321829335972816051</id><published>2010-06-13T17:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T17:30:53.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed.</title><content type='html'>i am super pissed off at this year's music camp OCs i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;half my group is overseas and my group has the LEAST people.&lt;br /&gt;like 7 only! and other groups have about 1X PEOPLE!?&lt;br /&gt;said will move some members into my group, but never.&lt;br /&gt;and im leading saxophonists when im the principal of clarinetists.&lt;br /&gt;wtheck la.&lt;br /&gt;wtfish can?&lt;br /&gt;how am i supposed to bring all the stuff alone!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my last music camp and it's already giving me hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this camp better be good .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-4321829335972816051?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4321829335972816051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=4321829335972816051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/4321829335972816051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/4321829335972816051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/pissed.html' title='pissed.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-1161955093151814646</id><published>2010-06-12T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T12:24:23.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>best day of my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the time and date for this post is something to rmb for the rest of my life ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had an awezummmmmmm ttm + EST + lvl up (those of you who watched KO San Guo will know what i mean hahas).&lt;br /&gt;only sadcase thing was i got food poisoning by eating mac and couldn't bear to eat anymore after late lunch. whenever i smell food i feel like vomiting all over again arghh. didnt get to eat yummy yogurt with zz:(&lt;br /&gt;but thanks to the food poisoning it meant more time for us :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, one day i must try the bungee slingshot thing @ clarke quay! it looked awezum.&lt;br /&gt;but more awezum things happened :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat down for a long time enjoying the night scenery at cq hehes.&lt;br /&gt;omg, got this bangala tico pek keep sitting nearer and nearer. i think he wants to steal zz's iphone cause he kept eyeing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard the conversation between an ang moh and a waiter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;waiter : hi my friend, you look hungry!&lt;/span&gt; (trying to pull business into the restaurant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ang moh : no, i am thirsty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (in that ang moh slang that zz imitated perfectly whereas i, uh, sounded like some faker who wanted an accent LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the waiter got pawned kao kao LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to take neoprints afterwards. omg, this machine epic liao. pawned us ttm.&lt;br /&gt;it enlarged our eyes and made us look like ahlians, wtheck. LOL. like kena ghost possessed lor! the eyes like so black! (imagine super thick fake eyelashes+ tons of eyeliner and mascara + those 17mm diameter black circle lenses) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went candy empire and bought ferrero yogurette for my mom and aunt (:&lt;br /&gt;i bought 2 boxes only though. i think my mom's gonna finish it up fast. should have bought 4 or something LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this laoshu ar, want me to become bogeh, say sure very cute.&lt;br /&gt;hais, where will cute lor! somemore hard to eat leh!&lt;br /&gt;and i stunned when i heard that lera is her tutor LOL.&lt;br /&gt;you must come on 3rd of july hor, i bring you go shop :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this mike, speechless zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. since when grow horns one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;thanks zz for making today the best day of my life ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i wonder if my parents stalk my blog. thinking of changing my blog link, but kinda bu she de. and i have no idea what to change it to.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-1161955093151814646?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1161955093151814646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=1161955093151814646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1161955093151814646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1161955093151814646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/best-day-of-my-life.html' title='best day of my life.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-1028762608555718398</id><published>2010-06-09T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T21:04:44.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omgwtfbbqcrap.</title><content type='html'>i only got one thing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I HATE MY PHONE MSN.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-1028762608555718398?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1028762608555718398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=1028762608555718398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1028762608555718398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1028762608555718398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/omgwtfbbqcrap.html' title='omgwtfbbqcrap.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-6401792577057806833</id><published>2010-06-08T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T23:05:38.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sadcase holidays.</title><content type='html'>my holidays are being filled with band practices, as the band competition in sg is just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what.&lt;br /&gt;i am a GROUP LEADER! for Group 3.&lt;br /&gt;i've never been a group leader/asst grp leader/dorm leader/toilet washing leader(?!). ok ignore the last one, nobody wants to be that. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and there's not even one form 5 in my group, nor in my dorm!&lt;br /&gt;what a sadcase arrangement for camp man. it's our last year already, still cannot let us enjoy. *hint,  camp OCs.&lt;br /&gt;it's my last camp and im stuck with other form's members (not to say i dont like them or what, but it's the last year already of course you wanna spend it with your form members what). sad la.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was kindalooking forward to camp last month.&lt;br /&gt;now? not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people i know from last year's band's sg trip aren't coming. the oldest of the sg band members are 15 year olds.&lt;br /&gt;oh god.&lt;br /&gt;i feel terribly old. now i get how joyce, stephanie and ai ginn feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go sg again :( 5 hours is NOT enough!&lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;br /&gt;i want more time! who doesnt?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-6401792577057806833?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6401792577057806833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=6401792577057806833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6401792577057806833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6401792577057806833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/sadcase-holidays.html' title='sadcase holidays.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-1217617681747540424</id><published>2010-06-05T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T13:03:42.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiest day yet of my life :D</title><content type='html'>i've finally got to blogging about my sg trip on the 5th of june. photos can be viewed in fb.&lt;br /&gt;(i set this post to be posted on 5th of june, haha. during the posted time i was still stuck in the car)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad things happened in the morning, mom this that, dont wanna elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, reached iluma at about 4pm, mom drag again.&lt;br /&gt;this zing keep calling me later my mom see i die lah! but anyway she and dad went off afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went inside iluma, zz tell me he inside toilet, i thought the toilet was at &lt;&lt;&gt;&gt; afterwards. saw him coming, omg super super happy can :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walk walk, saw 77 and ailin.&lt;br /&gt;ahjie, dont be so shocked mah, haha. she has an awezum smile. (even though everyone says she's kinda fierced which i kinda witnessed but to guys only LOL)&lt;br /&gt;then some girl came, stared at me, i wondered if she called me cause i was talking to ahjie.&lt;br /&gt;i recognized her as shan, and i recognized meki too.&lt;br /&gt;meki didnt recognize me though, aw.&lt;br /&gt;(i recognize ppl but ppl dont recognize me, got used to it since young already haha)&lt;br /&gt;saw alvin, ben, pm2, caped standing tgt, claimed $ frm alvin, after 1 yr, wtheck.&lt;br /&gt;mike and zing also there.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt see papasacks though zz said he was somewhere there.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to buy stuff from asgf, but there was so many ppl (unlike msia's one so cold LOL), and i couldnt find the stall, so i guess it was sold out bah. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahjie said want to go toilet and take pics, and i also needed to go to the toilet, so we went.&lt;br /&gt;when we went out, saw tiff and guang, couldn't recognize guang at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zz brought me to eat lunch @ manhattan. was super hungry until no appetite suddenly x.x&lt;br /&gt;went in, i ordered mushrooms, he ordered oysters. yummmmmyyyyy :P&lt;br /&gt;zing and caped came, lightbulbbb! zz treat zing eat garden salad.&lt;br /&gt;the expression when zing eats veggies, epic LOL.&lt;br /&gt;veggies quite nice what.&lt;br /&gt;then mike came, say movie starting, ask us eat faster. (same as last time also, he keep asking us to eat faster cause movie starting)&lt;br /&gt;jun and co came here to eat too.&lt;br /&gt;but at another table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we finished, cabbed to cathay.&lt;br /&gt;me and zz shared this cab, it was like, full of doraemons LOL. like seriously, FULL of them.&lt;br /&gt;even the plate where you put the money and the fee screen was stickered with doraemons!&lt;br /&gt;sookwei sure love this cab, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached cathay, saw delrin queueing, then mike say out of tickets.&lt;br /&gt;so mike gave his ticket to caped, and we went pool.&lt;br /&gt;mike claim he laosai but still play until like not sick like that!&lt;br /&gt;i managed to pocket (eh this doesnt mean steal ok!) 4 balls, 1st blue, 2nd green, 3rd blue, 4th brown. got one is anyhow hit and pocket de LOL. but my skills still noob, sometimes miss the cue ball(?), sometimes made it jump.&lt;br /&gt;super super big thanks to zz for teaching me, loves ♥&lt;br /&gt;super happy when zz taught me, cause hmmm, i wont tell :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started walking to dhoby gaut. mike say me and zz hen hao xiao one lor.&lt;br /&gt;then i asked zz at last, hoho, happy happy :$&lt;br /&gt;reached dhoby gaut to find all those who just finished the movie, but they haven't reach.&lt;br /&gt;so mike went arcade to play this race car game.&lt;br /&gt;i finally saw how does the jubeat machine(?) look like! damn cool weih. must try one day, haha.&lt;br /&gt;went toilet afterwards, even the mrt toilet also so clean, like 1u's toilet. (i am amazed by sg's toilets, seriously.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met guang and co, then 77 brought all of us to just acia to eat.&lt;br /&gt;the food there super big portioned and nice too.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt eat the ice cream, it looked yummy, but i was too full alr.&lt;br /&gt;free flow of ice cream and drinks!&lt;br /&gt;plus, the chawanmushi cost $1 only! thumbs up for this place.&lt;br /&gt;only sad thing is the place very hot.&lt;br /&gt;took pics with zz ♥, not gonna post them though, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;helped tiff take pic with 77, got one the face super funny, but they dont want me to post.&lt;br /&gt;zing spilled zz's miso soup while trying to take fried chicken.&lt;br /&gt;this shows that the table is super cramped.&lt;br /&gt;gtg at 9pm, sad ttm, 5 hrs only lor D:&lt;br /&gt;zz accompanied me to the mrt station, thought me how to take train to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;i am a road idiot :(&lt;br /&gt;did something for the first time in my life ♥&lt;br /&gt;i even surprised myself! dont know where i found the courage to do it :P&lt;br /&gt;went down to wait for the train, realized zz's stuff still with me, called him to come back.&lt;br /&gt;then really had to part le *sobsob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bugis junction to meet dad. saw iluma lighted up, omg, it's like damn damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;sg buildings are awezum. i must achieve my goal of living in sg :D&lt;br /&gt;i will go again soon! must must!&lt;br /&gt;imzzloadsloads T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-1217617681747540424?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1217617681747540424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=1217617681747540424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1217617681747540424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1217617681747540424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/happiest-day-yet-of-my-life-d.html' title='happiest day yet of my life :D'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-4005910126421874240</id><published>2010-06-05T08:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T08:49:58.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D :D</title><content type='html'>im going to singapore alr hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid idiot mom morning wake up yell at me and say she want go also.&lt;br /&gt;my dad lied to me again, he say he go only.&lt;br /&gt;then now he say he and mom = one.&lt;br /&gt;ya right my foot la.&lt;br /&gt;of course if u dont let later she kisiao again how?&lt;br /&gt;stupid la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im not gonna let her ruin my day.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-4005910126421874240?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4005910126421874240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=4005910126421874240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/4005910126421874240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/4005910126421874240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/d-d.html' title=':D :D'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-1890091276663486421</id><published>2010-06-04T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T23:54:08.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.</title><content type='html'>singapore here i come! (in 12 hours hoho)&lt;br /&gt;OMG SUPER DUPER HYPER AND AND HAPPY NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to meet my zz again! :P :P hehes.&lt;br /&gt;i know im super hyper now lah hahahhahahahaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye malaysia, hello singapore!&lt;br /&gt;even if it's just for one day, i know it's going to be an AWESOME day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, who knows, maybe i'll see TAEYEON! LOL. i dreamt me and zz met her together and she took a picture with us. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;one can dream right?&lt;br /&gt;right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so taeyeon, please somehow go where i'll be going tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i've never took a picture with any celebrity before, maybe this will be the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SO EXCITED NOW! 12 MORE HOURS TO GO!&lt;br /&gt;i hope time passes by slowly tmr :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg so happy!&lt;br /&gt;okay im like crazy already LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k byebye i shall go prepare for my one day trip tmr ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-1890091276663486421?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1890091276663486421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=1890091276663486421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1890091276663486421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1890091276663486421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.html' title='YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-1807648024160008053</id><published>2010-06-01T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T17:39:43.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAEYEON IS IN SG!!</title><content type='html'>omgomgomgomgomgomg taeyeon is in sg.&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i live in sg T_T&lt;br /&gt;can see zz everyday &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and maybe got chance to spot taeyeon! HAHAHAHHAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok today chinese paper sucked completely.&lt;br /&gt;it made me feel like im not a chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am boycotting reading any chinese books for 1 whole week.&lt;br /&gt;and that includes magazines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent 1 hr and a half on the stupid summary, wtheck.&lt;br /&gt;going to get a C / D!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hope i dont get E x.x&lt;br /&gt;i nvr got an E for my languages before :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to perm + dye my hair brown after spm hoho.&lt;br /&gt;crap, this saturday got marching.&lt;br /&gt;another 2 hours of sweat + tanning session.&lt;br /&gt;oh and my hair may get browner perhaps *hoping so*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taeyeon's voice rocks ttm! \m/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-1807648024160008053?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1807648024160008053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=1807648024160008053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1807648024160008053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1807648024160008053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/taeyeon-is-in-sg.html' title='TAEYEON IS IN SG!!'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-5906118820675131053</id><published>2010-05-30T11:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T12:31:00.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring weekend.</title><content type='html'>i just realised i titled the last post as show luo's (......) but i never post a pic of show luo.&lt;br /&gt;how blur can i be.&lt;br /&gt;ok so now i present to you show luo...&lt;br /&gt;tadah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TAHlXXOm_2I/AAAAAAAABSk/LqPlg6etDAs/s1600/IMG_6880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TAHlXXOm_2I/AAAAAAAABSk/LqPlg6etDAs/s400/IMG_6880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476910811394277218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok this is not show luo, just some irritating guy who made us thought that show was coming out only to announce after crapping for 10 mins that show is still in a press conference and coming out after 40 mins -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TAHlX0py2nI/AAAAAAAABSs/D4hC6GJc2Ic/s1600/IMG_6894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TAHlX0py2nI/AAAAAAAABSs/D4hC6GJc2Ic/s400/IMG_6894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476910819292928626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is show luo. blur pic due to rain and my bad photography skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TAHlYa5Y_tI/AAAAAAAABS0/LfYM6hMqYYM/s1600/IMG_6903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TAHlYa5Y_tI/AAAAAAAABS0/LfYM6hMqYYM/s400/IMG_6903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476910829558890194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the mini stage thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TAHlY7eTYuI/AAAAAAAABS8/jNZKKOdRyBo/s1600/IMG_6917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TAHlY7eTYuI/AAAAAAAABS8/jNZKKOdRyBo/s400/IMG_6917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476910838303646434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the pass. neh wanted it back afterall D:&lt;br /&gt;i, as a good neh, gave it back to her, and a show luo poster + 10mb internet prepaid card thingy with show's pic.&lt;br /&gt;shui jiao ta shi show luo's big fan LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;saturday- spent whole day at home, chatting with baby and watching k.o san guo :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a bad day actually.&lt;br /&gt;omg i just read jieying's blog and she's joining band LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more days of exam, and then it's time for band!&lt;br /&gt;i really hope we can win. the champion of the division we are in gets to perform in the esplanade concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TAHpDCwVNkI/AAAAAAAABTE/Q8xrwxUyGI0/s1600/503025059_46ffb3c715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TAHpDCwVNkI/AAAAAAAABTE/Q8xrwxUyGI0/s400/503025059_46ffb3c715.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476914860347700802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;how cool is that? hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so yeah, time to improve my clarinet techniques.&lt;br /&gt;thats all. byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-5906118820675131053?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5906118820675131053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=5906118820675131053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/5906118820675131053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/5906118820675131053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/boring-weekend.html' title='boring weekend.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TAHlXXOm_2I/AAAAAAAABSk/LqPlg6etDAs/s72-c/IMG_6880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-5174235885325002557</id><published>2010-05-28T15:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T11:57:06.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>show luo's meet &amp; greet with twinneh.</title><content type='html'>woke at 8:5x, smsed twinnie, she cfm havent wake, idk why i wake at such an ungodly hour when i slept at like 4:5x. i think i slept for like 1 hour more, but couldn't really sleep cause the renovation next door damn noisy, what with all the drilling (the worst of all) and hitting nails or whatsoever. stoned in bed, more like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joce's mom was kind enough to fetch me there too since my parents were at church for a conference. thanks mrs. lim :D&lt;br /&gt;while in the car -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;me : eh neh, 好气好气，找人消消气!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (cause i very sweaty . and hot until want die alr.)&lt;br /&gt;joce : huh? OH. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd's weather can die (actually im typing this on 29/5, ha). hot like some shit (ok perhaps shits are not hot). went to mines wonderland, 10 years nvr go le =/&lt;br /&gt;they have like this indoor river thing with gondolas.&lt;br /&gt;and omg, "SEAFOOD" paradise ttm -.-&lt;br /&gt;me and jocelyn keep saying lala spotted.&lt;br /&gt;fyi, lala mui = ahlian look-alikes (mui=girl in cantonese)&lt;br /&gt;lala zai = ahbeng look-alikes (zai = guy in cantonese)&lt;br /&gt;meaning, those girls and guys with over the top hairstyles and neon clothing and those clothing with pictures they assume is "cute". not. and oh, too much makeup which looks unnatural.&lt;br /&gt;not that i have anything against them lah =x&lt;br /&gt;im just not used to KL ppl. im more used to like, 1U, where the style of the shoppers are like, more sophisticated and such?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, neh's mom went to eat at kfc. i resisted the temptation of cheesy wedges. time to keep a watch on my weight, im gaining weight alr. cause im too lazy to exercise nowadays. weather hot till can die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then neh saw some lala zai with show's album, she want to go queue up.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to queue at 1 something.&lt;br /&gt;queue 1 hour only can get.&lt;br /&gt;camwhored (neh's hands shivering, camwhore pics all blur :x), and sweated like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TADMqUuKCwI/AAAAAAAABRk/YFgAnB8wz6o/s1600/IMG_6801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TADMqUuKCwI/AAAAAAAABRk/YFgAnB8wz6o/s400/IMG_6801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476602174371400450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she did it w.o posing at first. wtheck LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TADMsC4Z_CI/AAAAAAAABR8/sryYt06Pp0w/s1600/IMG_6843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TADMsC4Z_CI/AAAAAAAABR8/sryYt06Pp0w/s400/IMG_6843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476602203942288418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i increased the blue colour intensity of this photo. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TADMsprUwvI/AAAAAAAABSE/kWFw0dRlVKc/s1600/IMG_6871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TADMsprUwvI/AAAAAAAABSE/kWFw0dRlVKc/s400/IMG_6871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476602214356402930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;joce's album. she got it for free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;oh and during like, 2 something, show luo walked out of this lift area.&lt;br /&gt;neh was like, "EH HOW COME SHOW LUO COME OUT FROM THE TOILET!?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;*crow fly*&lt;br /&gt;me : look properly, got the lift sign on the signboard&lt;br /&gt;her : WHERE GOT!&lt;br /&gt;me : see the 3 ppl in a box with the up down arrows.&lt;br /&gt;her : OH.&lt;br /&gt;i was wondering which guy was show luo and after squinting i concluded he's the one in the red cap.&lt;br /&gt;so i snapped a pic.&lt;br /&gt;aiya my pics of show luo all blur. sadcase lah. i want a dslr :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went in the splash pool area at around 2.40, stone again.&lt;br /&gt;we could have sat in the first row if we came once the mall open. LOL. sadcase again.&lt;br /&gt;these ppl keep squeezing , then got this girl keep pulling her friends to the front.&lt;br /&gt;this girl so tall stand behind me will die!? i very short only leh!&lt;br /&gt;got this gay guy picking his nose in front of me, i keep complaining to neh, then his butt like cannot keep still, keep move here and there bang ppl.&lt;br /&gt;luckily i got the digi goodie bag to protect me from "squeezers".&lt;br /&gt;then he really boliao is it, turn around and squeeze me into jocelyn, and then started smsing or whatshit, and then only turn back.&lt;br /&gt;omg i feel like scolding him already.&lt;br /&gt;then jocelyn's like, "i dont want wait anymore leh"&lt;br /&gt;msians, pro at dragging.&lt;br /&gt;i doubt this kinda thing happened when tokio hotel went to 1u.&lt;br /&gt;i mean the pushing and squeezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the standing part was an overall nasty experience.&lt;br /&gt;feet hurt like toot! and hot like toot!&lt;br /&gt;and of course im going to become a sardine alr.&lt;br /&gt;so when show FINALLY came out, guess what happened?&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOSH, it started raining heavily, and the rain even went under the overtop canopy thingy and we were all like standing under a light rain.&lt;br /&gt;oh my poor camera lens was wet. i hope it doesnt affect the clarity :(&lt;br /&gt;and because of the rain all the pics i took of show luo was blur.&lt;br /&gt;went to eat at &lt;s&gt;ipoh&lt;/s&gt;(why did i type ipoh!?) old town white coffee (well it originated from ipoh anyway LOL) afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TADUM9jYJ3I/AAAAAAAABSU/nZh6nnjLtOM/s1600/IMG_6922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TADUM9jYJ3I/AAAAAAAABSU/nZh6nnjLtOM/s400/IMG_6922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476610466028988274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my most dslr-ish pic of jocelyn. i want to learn photography!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TADUNT-dl7I/AAAAAAAABSc/5cIZ4SAB6GU/s1600/IMG_6923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TADUNT-dl7I/AAAAAAAABSc/5cIZ4SAB6GU/s400/IMG_6923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476610472048170930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and my prawn me. :D&lt;br /&gt;i look like kns in pics. too tired i think. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;dabao-ed dinner. zz knows me too well ♥&lt;br /&gt;went home after that, the traffic damn jam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-5174235885325002557?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5174235885325002557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=5174235885325002557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/5174235885325002557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/5174235885325002557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/show-luos-meet-greet-with-twinneh.html' title='show luo&apos;s meet &amp; greet with twinneh.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/TADMqUuKCwI/AAAAAAAABRk/YFgAnB8wz6o/s72-c/IMG_6801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-7959470051503086203</id><published>2010-05-28T03:48:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T04:45:40.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i guess only i could understand this feeling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;i waited like 1 hr, sorry i didnt know your phone no credit cant pick up call, but i was really worried, you said you'd be back by 3am.&lt;br /&gt;i was trying not to cry when he passed you the phone.&lt;br /&gt;nope i wasn't angry, not at all. just sad, really sad.&lt;br /&gt;k so im crying now, idiotic me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mike, if u ever read, this, saying that he kena accident is NOT FUNNY. okay?&lt;br /&gt;i almost friggin cried and thought it was real.&lt;br /&gt;you think i tell you JLPL kena car accident you happy? then i laugh summore?&lt;br /&gt;wtf la DONT JOKE WITH THIS KIND OF STUFF CAN.&lt;br /&gt;i know u see him everyday, see dao sian le. but that's you, not me.&lt;br /&gt;ok i apologize.&lt;br /&gt;i was really mad. thanks for all the counselling you've given me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been waiting for you to come home.&lt;br /&gt;i stared at my phone for 1 hour, setting alarm every 5 mins in case i fall asleep (which i didnt btw).&lt;br /&gt;i know im overimaginative, everytime you come home super late i think too much.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really, really loathe my brain and its hyperactive imagination.&lt;br /&gt;why cant the part of my brain that's good in imagining be good in maths instead, so i could get an asean scholarship without any problem?&lt;br /&gt;maybe im stupid and insecure, i dont know.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just miss you that much.&lt;br /&gt;i know im naggy, im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry, im not blaming you.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//edited//&lt;br /&gt;i just had the epiphany of my life, yes this time it is really true.&lt;br /&gt;im scared of changes in people.&lt;br /&gt;i've seen too many, been hurt too much, and now i finally realize what im deeply afraid of, afraid that people change for the worse.&lt;br /&gt;my parents, relatives (particular uncle who's a pastor/whacker), friends, best friend(s)(who got mad at me cause i was too straightforward, and said you would hate me if i stop being so. heck i was only 11, and it made me become a doormat now. or one who was mad at me cause i overlooked her feelings once, i thought she'd understand but she didnt. she changed alot too. and i miss talking to the old her, when we were once inseparable no matter what tactics that idiot came up with to screw our friendship. but one wrong call was what broke our friendship.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, what i wanted to say is,&lt;br /&gt;now that you've said you wont turn bad, i really really believe you (:&lt;br /&gt;all i needed was assurance, and you gave me that.&lt;br /&gt;i hope this is one of the promises you will keep for the rest of your life &lt;b&gt;♥ i love you, zz!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and btw, this blog song's for you :D the lyrics reflect how i feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;i hope that you will see this(the not so ranty parts &gt;&lt;) v^-^v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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the band competition at singapore, wheeeeeeeeee :D&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, imma die trying to perfect danse folatre (one look at the score, you go bonkers and start to hyperventilate due to so many notes in one bar).&lt;br /&gt;i really really dont like my braces now, they suck &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;my embrochure keeps changing thanks to them. which means, my tone quality is getting worse and worse and everytime i find a nice embrochure, my teeth changes position, AGAIN. oh great -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jocelyn lim asked me to go to show luo's concert with her and i said ok now she's got the tickets dont know she still want me to go anot. nehneh !@#$%^^^$##%#@$&lt;br /&gt;and and,&lt;br /&gt;this morning, i was smsing her, and i said,&lt;br /&gt;careful later your cousin pee on you!&lt;br /&gt;and her reply was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOW YOU KNOW MY COUSIN PEE ON ME JUST NOW?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg hahhahahahhaaahaa epic ttm!&lt;br /&gt;rmb to check your cous' diapers next time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my cough's still unwilling to go away.&lt;br /&gt;ah well it's been there since i was a kid -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i've been accidentally kicking alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;first my bed, then my computer table. awwww poor toes of mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im very very the bored.&lt;br /&gt;and i miss zz loads :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k ciao imma go emo now.&lt;br /&gt;and watch my ko san guo to pass the time! ru ci ru ci, zhe ban zhe ban~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i want a time machineeeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so that i can fast forward all the unhappy times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-3480750433348244756?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-1085418655215945763</id><published>2010-05-26T13:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T13:12:40.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shooooo cough.</title><content type='html'>i coughed the whole night ytd and didnt have the energy to go to school in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;wasted a few hours studying bio hais. splitting headaches thanks to the cough.&lt;br /&gt;jocelyn lim is my coughing partner (:&lt;br /&gt;tmr i die die also must go for the physics paper. my mom's scolding and insulting me again.&lt;br /&gt;wthell nothing to do is it. i think i kena h1n1 she also will want me to go to school and die in my classroom or something. well that's my mom. she thinks exam's are easy. well it's not her who's taking the papers of course easy lah.&lt;br /&gt;k im done ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want healthy lungs!&lt;br /&gt;oh and, i need earplugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-1085418655215945763?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1085418655215945763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=1085418655215945763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1085418655215945763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1085418655215945763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/shooooo-cough.html' title='shooooo cough.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-7684725780691434004</id><published>2010-05-24T14:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T14:58:40.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Click.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/S_oi0lQI0uI/AAAAAAAABRc/nniQxjpRw7s/s1600/ClickPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/S_oi0lQI0uI/AAAAAAAABRc/nniQxjpRw7s/s400/ClickPoster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474726583770600162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rmb this movie from 2006, The Click? the one where adam sandler acted in, he had a remote control which controls time? with just one click, you could fast forward the time that you didnt want to experience.&lt;br /&gt;like for instance, if i had the universal remote, with just one click i could fast forward my time until the june holidays.&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't that be like, AWESOME?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes things are just impossible, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh how i wish i could just crawl up and hibernate and not think of anything until the june holidays arrive.&lt;br /&gt;these few weeks sucked badly, except for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;tmr's paper = amath.&lt;br /&gt;gg.com.&lt;br /&gt;i know i should be practicing amaths like some insane maths freak, but i seriously dont have the mood this term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wondering how am i supposed to tell my parents that i got rejected for asean selection test.&lt;br /&gt;aiya with my level of maths, i anticipated that already.&lt;br /&gt;why must people with a mathematical and scientific brain be considered as geniuses while people with an artistic/linguistic brain be considered as average people?&lt;br /&gt;society's norms are really screwed up eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and feng jie were chatting and studying moral today. i studied i was damn pissed cause whats the point of testing moral?&lt;br /&gt;a person can score an A even though he/she doesnt have integrity, steals, cheats, abuses, kills trees, or whatsoever demoralizing (is this even the term for it?) thing.&lt;br /&gt;like what jocelyn said,&lt;br /&gt;"those m***** study moral still so kurang ajar (lack of morale)"&lt;br /&gt;haha so true can. for some of them lah.&lt;br /&gt;then feng jie said she rather study history than moral. but on the other hand, history's always talking about how great M***** are and how they "fight" for their rights.&lt;br /&gt;without us C******, msia would be like indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;which is something that's gonna be true, seeing the amount of illegals and immigrants from indonesia, bangladesh, thailand, vietnam etc we have nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WANNA HIBERNATE AND TAKE A BREAK FROM LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;or from school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-7684725780691434004?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7684725780691434004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=7684725780691434004' title='0 Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-2240899725698365533</id><published>2010-05-22T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T23:07:50.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEST SIDE STORY :D</title><content type='html'>will update when im free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-2240899725698365533?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2240899725698365533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=2240899725698365533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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think i did badly in emaths objective paper.&lt;br /&gt;wasnt in a mood to do maths.&lt;br /&gt;some questions that i didnt know how to do in this paper came out in the 2nd paper. which i knew perfectly how to do. omg wth. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sejarahhhh arghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;tonight's going to be a sleepless night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-6245088308299670271?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6245088308299670271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=6245088308299670271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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(:&lt;br /&gt;3 down, 10 more days to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-3396855705818170253?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3396855705818170253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=3396855705818170253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/3396855705818170253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/3396855705818170253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/english.html' title='english (:'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-1832972517503370270</id><published>2010-05-18T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T01:12:35.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down with flu ugh.</title><content type='html'>seriously hoping that my dad's fever virus wont manage to contaminate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 down, 11 more days of exams to go. (not including weekends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;dont feel like studying anymore arghh.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no no. i must persevere.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;and i've got the days after this exam to look forward to :D&lt;br /&gt;*remains optimistic*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminder to self : must bring panadol to school. just in case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-1832972517503370270?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1832972517503370270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=1832972517503370270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1832972517503370270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/1832972517503370270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/down-with-flu-ugh.html' title='down with flu ugh.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-2704223429008860573</id><published>2010-05-17T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:59:32.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MYE is here to stay, for another 12 days.</title><content type='html'>ooh my title rhymes. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly rmb i had a blog. stm much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so today's the first day of exam and im gonna stay up like an owl already thanks to malay literature. its so crappy but i cant understand it deeply, unlike english lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the storyline sucks too. cant believe this is called LITERATURE.&lt;br /&gt;guy loves girl, girl loves guy, both marry someone else, in the end girl found out guy was her elder bro when he died. and oh, the characters die one by one, leaving only a few alive. oh and there's a part when the future wife of the guy tried to seduce him.&lt;br /&gt;moral values, people! NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is going to be the last year of me studying malay anyway.&lt;br /&gt;so i shall put up with it for another, say, 6 months. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 more days of exam!&lt;br /&gt;last time i counted down till the starting of the exam,&lt;br /&gt;but now i shall count down till the end of the exam, yeah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNE HOLS! cant wait! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can managed to pull through mod maths and sejarah with an A at least :(&lt;br /&gt;i know imma last minute person =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our marks are going to be sent to the education dept.&lt;br /&gt;some ppl in my sec have already decided to screw MYEs, as to pull down the grading level for SPM.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, my class' people would NEVER do that.&lt;br /&gt;science stream, what to do. nerds ftw. maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye i shall continue studying this crappy malay "literature".&lt;br /&gt;(oh crap, i lost my sec4 notes. and there's poems, dramas, short stories and more to study. argh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-2704223429008860573?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2704223429008860573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=2704223429008860573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2704223429008860573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/2704223429008860573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/mye-is-here-to-stay-for-another-12-days.html' title='MYE is here to stay, for another 12 days.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-4815817053639390688</id><published>2010-05-15T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T23:53:51.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zsrtorirwehto;erht;warte;rhtoeurht</title><content type='html'>i feel like screaming.&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for both good and bad reasons.&lt;br /&gt;in a happy and sad way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk wtheck am i typing.&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;no one will ever know except me i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay i know this sounds like an emo post or something.&lt;br /&gt;whatever lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-4815817053639390688?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4815817053639390688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=4815817053639390688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/4815817053639390688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/4815817053639390688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/zsrtorirwehtoerhtwarterhtoeurht.html' title='zsrtorirwehto;erht;warte;rhtoeurht'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-7242153327517758793</id><published>2010-05-14T14:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T15:08:05.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life with a capital L.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/S-z1cMhRUUI/AAAAAAAABRM/9ag9gGnmE2Q/s1600/2evw180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/S-z1cMhRUUI/AAAAAAAABRM/9ag9gGnmE2Q/s400/2evw180.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471017512094224706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hey world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Life is made up of some happy moments and some sad ones.&lt;br /&gt;Neither can one have a life that has only joyous moments,&lt;br /&gt;nor is it possible for you to have only grief in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Just like two sides of a coin, life also presents us with two sentiments -&lt;br /&gt;happiness and sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;It is how much are we able to revel in happiness and how quickly we get over the sorrow that decides how we live the moments in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well, im gonna live my life to its fullest, althought life kinda sucks right now, but all the sucky things would eventually end soon as time moves on, you cant be stuck in that depressing moment forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be keeping in mind that, there's not much time left, only 6 more months till spm, so i shall work hard to achieve my dream (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in need of a shopping spree. i've been staying at home and going to tuition everyday for so long that i literally forgot how's it like to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/S-z1cfRA-eI/AAAAAAAABRU/PVhkEe5ZI_I/s1600/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/S-z1cfRA-eI/AAAAAAAABRU/PVhkEe5ZI_I/s400/22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471017517126318562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how i wish i could have the ability to fly.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss you :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-7242153327517758793?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7242153327517758793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=7242153327517758793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/7242153327517758793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/7242153327517758793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-with-capital-l.html' title='Life with a capital L.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/S-z1cMhRUUI/AAAAAAAABRM/9ag9gGnmE2Q/s72-c/2evw180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-6544190663185206034</id><published>2010-05-12T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T23:00:45.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flu.</title><content type='html'>i've wasted alot of paper today. sorry trees =x&lt;br /&gt;having a bad runny nose.&lt;br /&gt;feeling super exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;no mood to blog, ps.&lt;br /&gt;will update tmr (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-6544190663185206034?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6544190663185206034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=6544190663185206034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6544190663185206034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/6544190663185206034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/flu.html' title='flu.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-7893613690650915215</id><published>2010-05-11T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T18:33:07.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>half year, ♥ zz</title><content type='html'>wow time flies. it's been half  year alr ! :D&lt;br /&gt;i hope it will fly even faster though, and let june arrive soon.&lt;br /&gt;then time, please be an ahpek/ahma when june arrives. (except for that 3 days of exam during june, fly please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Looking in your eyes I see a paradise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world that I found is too good to be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Standing here beside you, want so much to give you&lt;br /&gt;This love in my heart that I'm feeling for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let 'em say we're crazy, don't care 'bout that&lt;br /&gt;Put your hand in my hand baby, don't ever look back&lt;br /&gt;Let the world around us just fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we can make it if we're heart to heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And we can build this dream together, standing strong forever&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna stop us now&lt;br /&gt;And if this world runs out of lovers, we'll still have each other&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna stop us, nothing's gonna stop us now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woh woh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm so glad I found you, I'm not gonna lose you&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes, I will stay here with you&lt;br /&gt;Take it to the good times, see it through the bad times&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes is what I'm gonna do&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let 'em say we're crazy, what do they know&lt;br /&gt;Put your arms around me baby, don't ever let go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the world around us just fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we can make it if we're heart to heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we can build this dream together, standing strong forever&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna stop us now&lt;br /&gt;And if this world runs out of lovers, we'll still have each other&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna stop us, nothing's gonna stop us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ooh, all that I need is you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I ever need&lt;br /&gt;And all that I want to do&lt;br /&gt;Is hold you forever, forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we can build this dream together, standing strong forever&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna stop us now&lt;br /&gt;And if this world runs out of lovers, we'll still have each other&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna stop us, nothing's gonna stop us&lt;br /&gt;Woh oh oh-oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna stop us, nothing's gonna stop us now&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we can build this dream together, standing strong forever&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna stop us now&lt;br /&gt;And if this world runs out of lovers, we'll still have each other&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna stop us, nothing's gonna stop us now&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;teehee, super cheesy i know x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was one of the fun days of school.&lt;br /&gt;i just found out sook wei was scared of the sound of snapping rubber bands.&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt know shu lin had a evil side! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;sook wei scream dao damn funny la somehow.&lt;br /&gt;i realise shu lin and i always exchange the "look" when *someone's* doing *something*. LOL. drama queen!&lt;br /&gt;whole class sang birthday song for marissa, lucky girl.&lt;br /&gt;her star is so cute haha. im going to buy one too xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i took this personality test on facebook and it says my top three college majors are :&lt;br /&gt;1)Music&lt;br /&gt;2)Psychology&lt;br /&gt;3)Interior Design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goodness, totally like what i have in mind.&lt;br /&gt;except that i know music ain't practical cause im not a musically talented genius or something so i guess i'll be taking psychology huh (:&lt;br /&gt;interior design's not too bad either, eh.&lt;br /&gt;i am spoilt for choices!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's edufair, but i dont get how is it gonna help me.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, like, NTU and NUS are coming (i think), but i cant even get in there straight after form5, i need to go to like, jc or poly first, and the jcs and polys never ever come for edufair.&lt;br /&gt;well i shall go there to take freebies and look for scholarships, haha x)&lt;br /&gt;i took home one whole bag of brochures last year, and,&lt;br /&gt;YES, NO JC OR POLY. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather's so freaking hot nowadays. the school should seriously fix our class fan -.-&lt;br /&gt;oh and, i think it's stupid for us to finish our civic paper at 9.40am and have to stay in school until 1pm. wtheck. cant we just go home? where we have cooling fans and airconds.&lt;br /&gt;stupid school! im gonna stone under the amount of heat we have from 10.30-1pm. brain cant function in this kind of weather, ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i still owe the sukan pictures, schucks! i shall try and find time, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1231109 ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-7893613690650915215?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7893613690650915215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=7893613690650915215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/7893613690650915215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/7893613690650915215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/half-year-zz.html' title='half year, ♥ zz'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-2034644109821804697</id><published>2010-05-10T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T18:50:21.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^-^v</title><content type='html'>i dont really have anything blog about lols.&lt;br /&gt;well next time when i go to eng lit, i shall sit with hui mei. we joked so much haha. lady gaga wth LOL. (she amputated her legs, really. crazy. insane. STUPID.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll attempt to make my blog look abit more interesting, since im lazy to upload the photos still, and i have no time.&lt;br /&gt;so this is a video of me playing the piano.&lt;br /&gt;song dedicated to zz ♥&lt;br /&gt;i was rushing, the song is too fast, lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ObU9u2k8Jz0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ObU9u2k8Jz0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : living in malaysia sucks ttm. argh D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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title='^-^v'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-3719833619477681492</id><published>2010-05-08T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T23:14:02.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need more TIME!!!!!</title><content type='html'>ARGHHH! if only i could have 50 hours per day!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on mondy i shall go for classes as usual.&lt;br /&gt;no more skipping, as sports day is over alr.&lt;br /&gt;one word : GG.COM&lt;br /&gt;i hope the teachers will give me time to complete my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE SO MUCH HOMEWORK, needless to say, tuition and tuition hw too!&lt;br /&gt;i will update this post about sports day when i have TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;timetimetimetime..&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY AND BIO..&lt;br /&gt;i am freaking out soon.&lt;br /&gt;and oh god, the fear of all subjects : AMATHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*starts to panic like some insane person*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever i shall go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;im super exhausted cause i only got two hours of sleep during friday night. or should i say, saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise to upload the sports day pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-3719833619477681492?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3719833619477681492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-5559128447874250985</id><published>2010-05-08T03:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T03:57:37.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sports day is finally here.</title><content type='html'>and im going to school at this ungodly hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope all performances goes smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;and hope the school gates are open and the guards didnt oversleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alyssa couldn't wake up on time, haha!&lt;br /&gt;i had 2 hours of sleep, ftw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time since i slept so late and woke up so early.&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of my previous years in band lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok shall go to school now bye.&lt;br /&gt;jocelyn lim no need to sleep one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO YELLOW! :D&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i refuse to type yellow in malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-5559128447874250985?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5559128447874250985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=5559128447874250985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/5559128447874250985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/5559128447874250985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/sports-day-is-finally-here.html' title='sports day is finally here.'/><author><name>xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07036970503245337204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-306445112417542265</id><published>2010-05-07T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T22:23:32.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>someday i'll be part of your world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;What would I give&lt;br /&gt;To live where you are?&lt;br /&gt;What would I pay&lt;br /&gt;To stay here beside you?&lt;br /&gt;What would I do to see you&lt;br /&gt;Smiling at me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where would we walk?&lt;br /&gt;Where would we run?&lt;br /&gt;If we could stay all day in the sun?&lt;br /&gt;Just you and me&lt;br /&gt;And I could be&lt;br /&gt;Part of your world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I know something's starting right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watch and you'll see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some day I'll be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part of your world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been singing this song the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;it's really, really nice. makes me really touched and i get tingles. which is seldom unless i hear a really good song which reflects my life.&lt;br /&gt;someday soon, im gonna fulfill my dream, my wish. ^-^v&lt;br /&gt;looking forward for that day to arrive!&lt;br /&gt;i know im always saying this hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the last practice before sports day, and my juniors disappointed me. alot.&lt;br /&gt;even my newmem did better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well anyway. i seriously hope they will do their best tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i have to reach school at 4am tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant sleep now cause im coughing.&lt;br /&gt;i think i dont need to sleep alr. it's been a long time since i stayed up all night.&lt;br /&gt;ahh the days of the past. how carefree. now life's full of stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, im gonna put a smile on my face (:&lt;br /&gt;life's tough, embrace it, somehow, and live it to its fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah crap i have to cram like some siao person next week.&lt;br /&gt;exam's on next next week.&lt;br /&gt;just thinking about bio and history makes me stressed out alr.&lt;br /&gt;so much to study.&lt;br /&gt;and summore my school got problem one, cannot examine us on the same syllabus as the other schools, must skip here skip there, teacher never teach finish, tuition teacher of course wont teach yet.&lt;br /&gt;crap, crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and,&lt;br /&gt;my instrument's super shiny now, hahahhaaa.&lt;br /&gt;but it's gonna be dull again in 2 weeks or so -.-&lt;br /&gt;EXAM PLEASE GO AWAY FASTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;june's gonna be the best month ever! :D&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-306445112417542265?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/306445112417542265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4498107647479822127&amp;postID=306445112417542265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4498107647479822127/posts/default/306445112417542265'/><link 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/&gt;wandering free, wish i could be, part of that world.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NBa9QlzEWA4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NBa9QlzEWA4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this little mermaid song reflects my feelings now.&lt;br /&gt;reminiscing old disney songs now hahas.&lt;br /&gt;back then, the songs were superb.&lt;br /&gt;now..... it's screwed. just admit it.&lt;br /&gt;miley sang this little mermaid song too and she totally RUINED it.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, how can she sing it in a rock-ish manner? ughh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish, im out of this stupid country, and am able to go to singapore.&lt;br /&gt;ya i know i complain alot, but like in that song, im just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Looking around here you think&lt;br /&gt;Sure, she's got everything&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;But who cares?&lt;br /&gt;No big deal&lt;br /&gt;I want more&lt;/blockquote&gt;i know this sounds abit bratty, but thats kinda like what i mean lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;When's it my turn, wouldn't I love, love to explore that world up above.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4498107647479822127-8644170719633502430?l=xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbittersweetlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8644170719633502430/comments/default' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zUz5oijwZ4E/SO_p-2-X7aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p61YdaGNKjY/S220/1_661500911l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4498107647479822127.post-8091739501402619237</id><published>2010-05-06T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T18:59:51.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where is my study mojo.</title><content type='html'>nothing much lately, it's either school/band/tuition/home.&lt;br /&gt;no outings.&lt;br /&gt;im such a no lifer, i know -.-"&lt;br /&gt;may is such a sucky month! cant wait for it to be over haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more month and the good times will arrive again :D&lt;br /&gt;and i just found out i have 9 tuitions in total (including english lit).&lt;br /&gt;wthell.&lt;br /&gt;why was i so dumb last year.&lt;br /&gt;ah screw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 more months+ and spm will be over.&lt;br /&gt;time to buck up.&lt;br /&gt;and when it's over, it's going to be great.&lt;br /&gt;i 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