<?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-7953603</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:32:56.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts Of A Lonely Mind</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>146</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-113334993923518840</id><published>2005-11-30T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T19:25:39.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo i'm back! yes, i know you all miss me, don't deny it heheh :p haha after such a loooonnnngggg time i'm finally blogging again, and why? because this is the only day i don't have to work or have any cca. yeah it's that bad. i never had a good rest ever since i started working, and now there's campcraft competition. i rather work everyday then join campcraft but my CI made it compulsary. shit man. i absoutely HATE campcraft but there's nothing i can do about it. yeah yeah yeah. Anyway, met up with joejoe today. we watched chicken little haha it's hella cute show. 'the sky is falling the sky is falling' haha aiyahyahyahyah i can't wait for my pay. i think it's on the seventh. $300+ into my back that is just soooo...... heh don't be jealous, i work for it so yeah. hmm... gotta go baby. ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-113334993923518840?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/113334993923518840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=113334993923518840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/113334993923518840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/113334993923518840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/11/yo-im-back-yes-i-know-you-all-miss-me.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-113172087941050860</id><published>2005-11-11T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T17:13:54.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>work at kfc has been pretty smooth. and as you all know, yes, i sell chicky cards lol. yeah it's a weeeee bit embarrassing, but so what? at least i get paid ( 3/hr) and its a pretty easy job too. all you hafta do is go around asking people to buy chicky cards and explain the benefits and when nobody's looking you can slack and talk to others cause the peeps would probably think your selling chicky cards! Plus i get to see good-looking guys all the time too wee-u-wee! oh yeah, i spend $39.10 on this four-leave clover thing which you hang on the phone lol. the only reason why i bought it was because i though the thing was pretty and the korkor selling it to me gave me a 15% discount lol. . kayaking's tomorrow! yeah. and injection taking and photo taking for the passport. pretty lots of things to do. ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-113172087941050860?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/113172087941050860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=113172087941050860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/113172087941050860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/113172087941050860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/11/work-at-kfc-has-been-pretty-smooth.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-113110395542678494</id><published>2005-11-04T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T19:32:35.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got my streaming results. they gave me pure lit, but instead of double pure science, they gave me combine science. ah well, less stress. anyway, went to the energy conservation thing again today, there were hot guys there, but too bad i don't know them. and i did very badly for the stupid test, probably failed. went to dome after that, met alan. he treated me to a cake! yeah, and then i went to kfc, and i got a job there! heh-heh, starting work on monday. can't wait! i'm actually quite nervous i don't know why. yeah, and that's the end of today's post. will blog again some day yeah. CIAO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-113110395542678494?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/113110395542678494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=113110395542678494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/113110395542678494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/113110395542678494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-got-my-streaming-results.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-113084134926450554</id><published>2005-11-01T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T18:35:49.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, i finally got (almost) all the lost quizzes back on the blog. Aren't the pictures fabulous? Whenever i look at anime girls, i'll be like, 'if only i had her figure...looks...' yeah blah blah blah. You know. They seem so..perfect. Flawless. Even when they looked depressed or crying. I'm sooo jealous. Maybe my next template would be anime stuff. heheh. Yeah, and as for the results, well... most of the them (results of the quizzes) are pretty true, but not 100% though. You know, there can never be a result which can be 100% accurate, so it doesn't really matters lar. Yeah. so. I don't know what to say anymore. So yeah, i guess i'll end here yeah? Take care and enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-113084134926450554?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/113084134926450554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=113084134926450554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/113084134926450554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/113084134926450554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/11/okay-i-finally-got-almost-all-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-113084070976303192</id><published>2005-11-01T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T18:25:27.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;&lt;img alt="depressed girl" src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/Elemental-Cat-Demon/1110933027_3-1238-130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
You are the depressed/dreamer anime girl.You either
lost somebody you love or somebody broke you
heart so bad that you can't pick up the
shattered pieces without hurting yourself.You
think nobody can heal your wounds but don't
stop looking because you never know who loves
you enough to try hell the one special guy
could be right infront of your eyes and you
don't even know it.You also love to day dream
because it seems like the only place that makes
you happy.But little do you know that people
all around you are trying to make you happy and
you won't let them in fearing you'll get
another heartbreak or get hurt worse.But just
try and if things go wrong just brush it off
and try again.It never hurts to try.One more
thing never let that lost love one leave you
heart keep them in forever and keep their
memory alive.

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"Awake, yet never truly alive, I seek
valuation beyond reality"
Life is unfullfilling for you, and you aren't very
fond of it. What you like is your own
imaginative world, which can be your daydreams,
stories you write or anything similar. You
always prefer that before the actual life. To
people you come off as quite lonesome, and you
may wish you had more friends, but you are more
of a hoper than someone who takes action. That
is how you remain lonely. Or maybe you just
don't find anyone who you can relate to. Inside
you feel empty, like you are missing something
important that you can't quite put a finger on
what it is. Somehow you wish to be swept away
from the normality and led into something
extraordinary. This has yet to happen, and you
keep on feeling dissapointed with the little
that life has to offer. At least you continue
to express yourself through
art/writing/poems/daydreaming.

&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20is%20Your%20Phrase?"&gt;What is Your Phrase? [for darker people]&lt;/a&gt;
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Though you don't need wings&lt;br /&gt;for this power,you can fly anyway. Some people&lt;br /&gt;may consider it as telekinesis since they can&lt;br /&gt;also fly, but you can't make material things&lt;br /&gt;move like they can. This ability could be a&lt;br /&gt;relaxing activity when you want to get away&lt;br /&gt;from everyday troubles. Also it is good when&lt;br /&gt;sneaking upon an enemy since it makes no sound.&lt;br /&gt;When going over to the "dark side"&lt;br /&gt;the power could be used to harrass and break&lt;br /&gt;into building through windows etc.&lt;br /&gt;You are quite similar to this power since you&lt;br /&gt;like to have your head in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;Supernatural things amuse while ordinary life&lt;br /&gt;does not. If your daydreaming has gotten a&lt;br /&gt;little too far you might be zooned out all the&lt;br /&gt;time, even when you are having a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Your desires and/or goals tend to be&lt;br /&gt;unrealistic even if you know those would&lt;br /&gt;probably never happen. Travelling is something&lt;br /&gt;you would be interested in doing since seeing&lt;br /&gt;exotic scenery fits with your fantasies of&lt;br /&gt;escaping your plain life. You can also have&lt;br /&gt;some creative ability (writer, playing an&lt;br /&gt;instrumen etc) that interests you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Negative aspects:&lt;/b&gt; The whole reason you&lt;br /&gt;may be escaping life could be fear of being let&lt;br /&gt;down by it. So if that would come to happen,&lt;br /&gt;and an important dream had been crushed you&lt;br /&gt;could get depressed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20Power%20is%20Compatible%20With%20You%3F%20%5Bbeautiful%20anime%20pictures%20%2B%2012%20detailed%20results%5D/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Power is Compatible With You? [beautiful anime pictures + 12 detailed results]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-113084058858839134?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/113084058858839134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=113084058858839134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/113084058858839134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/113084058858839134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/11/imgsrcyour-power-is-ability-to.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-113084054539832787</id><published>2005-11-01T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T18:22:29.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;&lt;img alt="Love" src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1115499113_A_love.JPG" border="0" /&gt;
You need love.
You are a pretty normal, well-rounded person
that just craves that fairy tale love where you
will be swept off your feet and live happily
ever after. Chances are that you fantasize or
dream about it so much that you either see all
the guys/girls as unromantic or you tell
yourself that anyone could be your soulmate.
You long to have someone by your side and you
want to give back on the romance part too, not
just give.

&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20Do%20You%20Need%20in%20Your%20Life?"&gt;What Do You Need in Your Life? [dark pics]&lt;/a&gt;
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You are sad because of the loneliness in your life

&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/Why%20are%20you%20sad?"&gt;Why are you sad? [amazing pictures] For darker people&lt;/a&gt;
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Your word is: Brooding. You are a true thinker and
often try to figure out the meaning of life,
why we are all here etc. You may not be so
social, and often think twice before acting but
those thoughts you have in your mind never stop
flowing in. Sometimes you can be so
concentrated you forget about other things that
you have to do. Don't change, this world needs
deep people.

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Your element is Light. Your heart is pure and
shining with love. You believe in the goodness
of those around you and give almost everyone a
smile. You are not the kind to hide your
happiness and tend to smile all day long, both
in and out. But when sadness hits you, you
become very devastated and may be upset for
quite some time. What you need in your life is
friends, friends who will love you
unconditionally, like you love them. But you
have a naive nature and don't always notice
when someone is trying to hurt you. Some would
say you are oblivious to mean people, which
makes you an easy target. However, your true
friends will probably be there for you and save
you. In school you are either the popular one
or the little weird one. It all depends if
"the higher people" find your caring
side irritating or not. Nevertheless, you have
a bubbly personality and are social. Big partys
may not be your thing since you want bonding
time with your friends, so slumber-partys fit
you more. You like the happy things in life and
like everyone else to be as happy as you are.
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&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20is%20your%20element?"&gt;What is your element? [with pics + detailed answeres]&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Your soul is caring.&lt;/b&gt;
Other people are your concern, even if you
don't know them. If you see a person trip you
worry is he is okay. You put your loved ones
first and you're very mature. When someones
sick you're nurturing and always try to help
family and friends when failure strikes them.
You can be called the motherly one, if you are
in a group of people, which doesn't have to be
bad. Love is something that's already in you
and you have a lot to give whether you believe
it or not. Your friends probably love you very
much and come to when they need help since
you're reliable. People can feel secure with
you and generally like you.

&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/How%20is%20your%20soul?"&gt;How is your soul? [pics]&lt;/a&gt;
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Your connection with darkness is through your
depression. Hated, sad and often feeling
lonely, there is only a few that appreciate the
real you. You tend to keep to yourself and away
from the world since you don't want to be hurt
and betrayed again. Music gives you the
understanding you need to get through, it's
your "therapy". Or you express
yourself through art or writing. Chances are
you're also an anti-social person, who only
likes being with close friends, if even that.
The world has finally showed it's true face for
you and you wish life wasn't this miserable to
live through. Maybe you'll find happiness in
the future, but right now you're just hiding
away from the world. Who needs people anyway?

&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20is%20your%20connection%20with%20darkness?"&gt;What is your connection with darkness? [pics]&lt;/a&gt;
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src="&lt;a href="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/P/PainfulBliss/1116945703_QuoteLove.JPG"&gt;Your'&gt;http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/P/PainfulBliss/1116945703_QuoteLove.JPG"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; wise quote is: "Love is life.
And if you miss love, you miss life" by
Leo Buscaglia.
Yes, love is indeed what you desire in your
life. If you have it or not is another matter,
but it is in your eyes the most important
feeling. You tend to be a romantic dreamer and
want you and your love to have that kind of
perfect love that you hear about in fairytales.
However that can be hard to find, but it
doesn't mean you are going to stop looking.

&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; wise quote fits you? [pics]&lt;/a&gt;
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The Goddess of Ice and Hope. You are a creative
wonder. Always calm and collected, you hold the
awe of many people and you are exceptionally
logical. You are an inspirational beauty.

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You're like me! The intelligent loner. You're shy
at times but friendly, and you are never weak
and always independent. You are incredibly
intelligent (wise beyond your years) and have a
talent for many things (sports, music, art).
You have a kind and warm personality and enjoy
the simple things. Like hanging out with
friends and watching movies at home. But you're
sometimes quiet nature makes you a bit of an
outcast and a mystery to people. No matter how
pretty you are or smart or athletic, you just
can't seem to break into the crowd and be
noticed. Don't worry, try to be more outgoing
and speak out when you have more to say. Don't
hide behind your books and sports and computer,
get out there and get noticed. You also have
deep desires in life and feel vunerable and
alone at times. Don't feel sad either, What
helps me to express feelings and dreams that I
can't say to people, is through my writting.
Maybe you should try.

&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/cozmicstar/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20girl%20are%20you?"&gt;What kind of girl are you? (with pix!)&lt;/a&gt;
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You are a Water Fairy. A friend to all, you take
care of those around you and concern yourself
with their needs more often than your own. You
listen when people need to vent, and rarely
vent your own feelings, no matter how badly
they're pent up inside you. Eventually, all
those emotions are enough to drive anyone,
including you, up a wall. Let it all out slowly
to the friend who seems the best at listening
(besides yourself).

&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/shanville/quizzes/What%20are%20you?"&gt;What are you? (10 different outcomes)&lt;/a&gt;
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&gt;&lt;img alt="Content" src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1109600141_ntent_life.JPG" border="0" /&gt;
Life is good and bad. You know it can never be
perfect and that it never have been, and you're
fine with that. You still feel it's important
to live life since it can end any day and not
sulk because of some little failure in life.
You are often a happy person, still you don't
laugh all the time. You have a somewhat calm
aura and most people feel comfortable around
you.

&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/How%20do%20you%20see%20life?/"&gt;How do you see life?&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-113083542243829756?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/113083542243829756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=113083542243829756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/113083542243829756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/113083542243829756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/11/okay-blogger-is-screwing-up-all.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-113083310830175807</id><published>2005-11-01T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T16:18:28.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Finally finished re-reading Harry Potter And The Globlet Of Fire early this morning, at 3am lol. Still as facinating as ever. I just wanted to refresh my memory of the Harry Potter world, and besides, the movie's coming out, so i thought it would be good so i won't get blurred during the movie, you know. Still haven't got a part-time job. Decided to give myself a one week break heheh, and then after that, it's all for money. Streaming results out this friday, can't wait. My sixth sense tells me that i'll be able to get my second choice. Although i'm 75 in the level, but most of them's going for triple science or just double pure so i'm pretty safe at when i'm standing. Okay, mum and friends karaokay-ing downstairs, distracting me, so i'm gonna do some quizzles, and maybe change the background later in the day yeah. At the mean time, here's a song i like very much from Disney.
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&lt;br /&gt;Reflection - Christina Aguilera
&lt;br /&gt;Look at me
&lt;br /&gt;You may think you see
&lt;br /&gt;Who I really am
&lt;br /&gt;But you'll never know me
&lt;br /&gt;Every day
&lt;br /&gt;It's as if I play a part
&lt;br /&gt;Now I see
&lt;br /&gt;If I wear a mask
&lt;br /&gt;I can fool the world
&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot fool my heart
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&lt;br /&gt;Who is that girl I see
&lt;br /&gt;Staring straight back at me
&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show
&lt;br /&gt;Who I am inside
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&lt;br /&gt;I am now
&lt;br /&gt;In a world where I
&lt;br /&gt;Have to hide my heart
&lt;br /&gt;And what I believe in
&lt;br /&gt;But somehow
&lt;br /&gt;I will show the world
&lt;br /&gt;What's inside my heart
&lt;br /&gt;And be loved for who I am
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&lt;br /&gt;Who is that girl I see
&lt;br /&gt;Staring straight back at me
&lt;br /&gt;Why is my reflection
&lt;br /&gt;Someone I don't know
&lt;br /&gt;Must I pretend that I'm
&lt;br /&gt;Someone else
&lt;br /&gt;For all time
&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show
&lt;br /&gt;Who I am inside
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&lt;br /&gt;There's a heart that must be free to fly
&lt;br /&gt;That burns with a need to know the reason why
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&lt;br /&gt;Why must we all conceal
&lt;br /&gt;What we think
&lt;br /&gt;How we feel
&lt;br /&gt;Must there be a secret meI'm forced to hide
&lt;br /&gt;I won't pretend that I'm
&lt;br /&gt;Someone else
&lt;br /&gt;For all time
&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show
&lt;br /&gt;Who I am inside
&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show
&lt;br /&gt;Who I am inside
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&lt;br /&gt;That's a really nice song hor.
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&lt;br /&gt;P.S blogger just screwed up my post, i only managed to recover the above post. All the html for my quizzes are gone! bleah, i'll do it again anyway. In anther post, you know, just incase.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-113083310830175807?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/113083310830175807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=113083310830175807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/113083310830175807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/113083310830175807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/11/finally-finished-re-reading-harry.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-113042442443747903</id><published>2005-10-27T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T00:29:43.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Final Year Results
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&lt;br /&gt;English-68
&lt;br /&gt;Chinese-70
&lt;br /&gt;Math-61
&lt;br /&gt;Science-74
&lt;br /&gt;Geography-78
&lt;br /&gt;History-76
&lt;br /&gt;Literature-76
&lt;br /&gt;Design and Technology-63
&lt;br /&gt;Home Economics-71
&lt;br /&gt;Art-48
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&lt;br /&gt;okay, so overall i got 3 A1s, 3 A2s, 1 B3, 2 B4, and 1 D7. I guess i've done averagely well, though i could have done better if there were more time.  Anyway, my class position's 31 and level position's 75. Parents were damn pissed at first, but i guess there was nothing they could do about it. Bleah. But hopefully with my results, i could still get the subject combination i want. First choice's still triple science, but i'm very sure that the posibility of me getting into a triple science class is as tiny as my little finger, okay, wtf? Second choice's double pure science (Chemistry and physics), double humanse (okay i forgot how to spell that word lol) (Social studies/Geography and Pure literature), and of course A Maths. third choice's the same as the second one, without pure lit. Anyway, the advantage of doing pure literature, is that if we were so unlucky as to get the fourth, fifth or sixth choice, we could replace the various second subjects (POA, Art, F&amp;N or D&amp;amp;t) with pure literature. Yay. so that means i wouldn't have to do anything i dislike! Although i would be more then contented to get my second or third choices, but that means i wouldn't be able to do Biology, my favourite science subject and the one i do the best in. Shit man. How i wish i can replace double pure with one combine science and pure bio, it would be like, the perfect subject combination for me. All my favourite subjects in one package. But i guess it doesn't work that way, does it? Guess i've to go to JC before i can do Bio. Sigh, that's a long way to go.
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&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the last day of school, the day i've looked forward to since the first day of school, lol. I'm so gonna miss my class, okay, fine, maybe not. They'r a bunch of hypocrites anyway, i can do well without them. The thing about them is, they treat the popular kids like princes andprincesses, and they treat those nerdy/average students (like me, the average part only) like, i don't know, sometimes they'r nice, sometimes they'r not. My new nickname in class? MCP- MeiXuan Communist Party. And i'm not even communist. They call me that because, according to them, i like to influence people. Lol, i don't influence people, if they'r so easily influenced, then it's not my fault right? So i was like, why don't they call me MAP instead? Meixuan's Action Party. i like that one more. Anyway, yeah, enough bullshit bout that.
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&lt;br /&gt;P.S this post was actually written a few days ago. But my parents were there, so i saved it as a draft, hoping to find time to come back to edit it. But i seem i forget what i wanted to say, so yeah, forget it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-113042442443747903?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/113042442443747903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=113042442443747903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/113042442443747903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/113042442443747903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/10/final-year-results-english-68-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-113019241032093229</id><published>2005-10-25T06:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T06:20:10.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;6.05 in the morning. i was awake the whole night. just bathed, ready for school already, first time in a million years. i tried to sleep, i really did. but ended up sms flooding mark's inbox, waking him u as a result, playing boardgames with myself, watching tv, and yeah, you get the idea. 45 minutes before that bus arrives. the bus with him in it lol. i'm not sure if i really like him lah, just that it has become a routine to see him every morning, and if i don't, i get this very weird feeling. the first time i noticed him was because of his school belt lol. bleah, he's probably one of those crushes i have that won't last more then 3 months when i had the post-nicky thing :p anyway, after today i might not even be alive. report books tomorrow, sigh. my parents would probably vomit blood upon seeing my results. but yeah, what's done is done, no point crying over spilt milk, i deserved it, for slacking for the first 3/4 of the year. bleah, i'll worry about the report book thing tomorrow. orchard with alan after school, i thought, might as well go ask whether they need any part-timer at mac. hopefully they do, because i really reallyy don't want to work at ang mo kio, damn boring, gang of ah bengs.
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&lt;br /&gt;This one night of loneliness and dreariness,going back into the ordinary, goodbye to dreams.Hope that this will be a worriless/cool farewell,don't mention whether I can return?The cycle of a thousand broken up nights,afraid that the unlimited deep love will gradually fade away,silently wipe off the tears.Please value everything
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&lt;br /&gt;one of those i copied-and-pasted thing. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-113019241032093229?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/113019241032093229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=113019241032093229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/113019241032093229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/113019241032093229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/10/6.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-113017666759937012</id><published>2005-10-25T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T01:57:50.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;it's 1.45 in the morning and i can't sleep. don't ask me why, i don't know either.
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&lt;br /&gt;I just realised i've met up with most of my closest god-brothers. nick, joe and mark, and i'm meeting up with alan tomorrow, or more like later today. heheh, can't wait.
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&lt;br /&gt;i need a part-time job, since i have no allowance during the holidays. And besides, it's better then rotting at home, and i'll get paid! But since i can't really get the kind of job mark does (iriver salesperson), i've decided if i really have to, i would actually work at macdonalds. But not at ang mo kio, probably orchard, it figures that places like orchard provides a higher pay, and i can still guy-watch at the same time lol. and i'll go flyer-giving for extra income.Probably working for the first five weeks or so, then i'll let my hair down after that, since my cousin will be arriving around that time. And then i'll have enough money for movies and christmas presents and everything. yay. i've it all planned out.
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&lt;br /&gt;okay, i have something to confess. i haven't tell my parents about my results.
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&lt;br /&gt;bleah, what will come will come. i'll get back to bed, school tomorrow!
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&lt;br /&gt;why i'm so excited about school? because i get to see that guy on the bus lol.
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&lt;br /&gt;i must be out of my head.
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&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, whatever. ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-113017666759937012?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/113017666759937012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=113017666759937012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/113017666759937012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/113017666759937012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-1.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112936352102890816</id><published>2005-10-15T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T16:05:21.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weeeee! exams are offically over. but then again, there are still work to be done. on the day itsellf, (after i've met nick and then joe and then watched corpse bride), my mum called me to tell me that sam (my art teacher) has tried to called me. so i called him back at the school. he was really nice. i had three assignments not passed up yet, so he decided to give me asecond  chance to finish all three and pass it up after the marking days. so i still have three art assignments undone, but it's worth it, for my marks, i wouldn't want to get a F9 again for art you know. heheh... okay. actually, i rented 'My Love Patzzi' for the marking days. But unfortunately, i've finished the whole series even before saturday. It's a typical love story about three person. One super bad tempered girl, one rich-goodlooking-smart-supernice guy and one who has-nothing-at-all-but-a-heart-problem- guy. this story makes me think alot. if one rich-goodlooking-smart-supernice guy and one who has nothing-at-all-but-a-heart-problem guy but who has sacrificed alot and has always been there when i need him liked me, who would i choose. seriously, i would want both. lol im so greedy. okay, how about, if you were to choose between the one you love, and the one you need, who would you choose? If one day you fall in love, but the one you love loves someone else, what would you do? To do whatever you can to make him/her yours, or to silently sacrifice for his/her happiness? i don't know seriously, its so difficult to choose, hah, not as if it has happened to me, how i WISH. When i first stepped into sec1, my classmates thought that i'm the kind who changes boyfriend all the time, but unfortunately, till now, i never had a real boyfriend. i'm such a failure lol. Instead, the one who changes boyfriends all the time, unexpectedly becomes anita. anyway, gonna end here, i'll blog another time. ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112936352102890816?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112936352102890816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112936352102890816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112936352102890816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112936352102890816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/10/weeeee-exams-are-offically-over.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112901159086409588</id><published>2005-10-11T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T14:30:51.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Mugging till late into the night.
&lt;br /&gt;favourite tv shows skipped.
&lt;br /&gt;extra tuitions.
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&lt;br /&gt;That's what i've been going through for the past week. But i'm telling myself, today is the last day i have to study. Tomorrow's the last written paper, science. After that's art, which doesn't require brain power :)
I have no reason to be happy though. I think i've screwed up some up of my papers. Maths paper 1, Literature section B, Chinese Paper 1, Geography Structured, History source-based, D&amp;amp;T (definately. i mean, i left a 22 marks page blank!). Okay, i either screw up the whole paper or part of it, which isn't supposed to be a good thing. Ah well, can't cry over spilled milk. So hopefully, my over-averagely maintained CA marks would be able to pull up my overall grades. and hopfully, i would be able to get the subject combination i want.
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&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realised i have exam fever lol. It's like, when i look at my paper, i'll start sweating and i'll get nervous and all of a sudden i got flu and all the shit i've been trying to push into my head the previous night just dissapears. That's precisely why all my papers have something undone. Gosh, i die i die i die. Okay, maybe that isn't called exam fever, but whatever it is, it isn't help. Screw it.
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&lt;br /&gt;Recently, whenever i finish a exam, i'll go home and dump the suject textbooks/workbooks/files/worksheets on the floor. Day by day, i see it pile up. The higher it is, the happier i am. And today, i'm only left with 2 books. Science text book and theory workbook. It's my souce of joy lol. But seriously, it helps. When the books you've gotta study starts going down, you'll feel a sense of satisfaction. It just feels so damn bloody good.
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&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Two more days. I've been planning what i'll do after my art exam lol. I think first i'll for a movie, then shopping (or vice versa) and then i'll go to Jurong IMM and to my favourite Japanese restaurant for dinner.
Of course my parents are treating though, i deserve it. No matter how badly done my exams are, at least i made and effort to even study. Unlike a certain somebody lol. Just kidding. After that i'll go home and watch tv till 5 in the morning and sleep till 3 the next day. hehehe. okay, this is so lame. But still, i simply can't wait.
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&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i'm done lol. Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112901159086409588?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112901159086409588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112901159086409588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112901159086409588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112901159086409588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/10/mugging-till-late-into-night.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112775415696582968</id><published>2005-09-27T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T01:02:36.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;okay. im here to link my friend, so might as well leave a message.
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&lt;br /&gt;for all of you out there taking your exams, good luck!
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&lt;br /&gt;okay, this is dumb. forget it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112775415696582968?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112775415696582968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112775415696582968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112775415696582968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112775415696582968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/09/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112687537128300130</id><published>2005-09-16T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T20:56:11.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life’s to short to dwell on the unfortunate&lt;br /&gt;
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 Seconds are ticking, minutes are passing&lt;br /&gt;
Time is slipping, never waiting&lt;br /&gt;
So seize the day, be high on life&lt;br /&gt;
For you never know, what tomorrow's bringing&lt;br /&gt;
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Be joyous and lively, don't let your moods be dampened&lt;br /&gt;
For there are reasons, why things should happen&lt;br /&gt;
Sit back and chill out, don't let it get to you &lt;br /&gt;
For life's too short for you to drag it through&lt;br /&gt;
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Don’t think too much, don't dwell on life's debris&lt;br /&gt;
Throw it all out, have it unleash&lt;br /&gt;
And sing a song, carefree and gay&lt;br /&gt;
Let your troubles slip away&lt;br /&gt;
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Do not keep to yourself, set your spirit free&lt;br /&gt;
Where it can party in favorable glee&lt;br /&gt;
Let it bask in laughter and of fun&lt;br /&gt;
Let it sing and dance in presence of the sun&lt;br /&gt;
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Seconds are ticking, minutes are passing&lt;br /&gt;
Time is slipping, never waiting&lt;br /&gt;
So let tomorrow bring what may&lt;br /&gt;
Cover the darkness of everyday&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;i wrote this poem last night, it's for a literature homework. Supposed to be a group work, but i did it alone. yeah the quality isn't that good, but that's the best i could think of. Anyway. Gan, sorry! should've blogged earlier but i was busy. so yeah. but i remember kay. anyway, happy birthday yeah, may all your wishes come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112687537128300130?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112687537128300130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112687537128300130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112687537128300130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112687537128300130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/09/lifes-to-short-to-dwell-on-unfortunate.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112598747869688855</id><published>2005-09-06T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T14:17:58.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've finally decided to blog. I'm bored, that's why. my parent's out, even my maid's out, so i have no one to bully. home alone. luckily the chinese 7th lunar month is over. oOoO i'm so scared :p&lt;br /&gt;
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many things to update. so expect a very long post.&lt;br /&gt;
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1) last wednesday&lt;br /&gt;
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Teacher's Day Celebrations, was released at 9+. when i went back to fuhua, the first thing i saw was nick. fine he isn't just a thing, but i don't know how to describe yeah? returned the VCDs, walked our separate ways up the school hall. linger around. till chia came. there was one performance i thought was funny. the girls were dressed in black kitty suits and jumping? whatever around. we were all imagining anita in it. nick went home. me and chia went to jurong central. i was supposed to have lunch. i wanted KFC, because it was cheap. but NoOoO... chia insisted that delifrance was good. so we ended up there instead. ordered a $11.95 (+drinks) meal, didn't finish it, and was still hungry after that. after that we spent some time looking for mr. gan's tuition centre but was unsuccessful. went back to entertainment centre. we wanted to catch a movie. i wanted charlie and the chocolate factory but chia wanted lava girl and shark boy, nick was nutral, so in the end we went back to nick's place to slack. nick and chia played the guitar while i sleep. yes, with all that noise. nick's school friends came, they left, i left. the end.&lt;br /&gt;
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2) sec 2 camp&lt;br /&gt;
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the first day was fun. had amazing race, ran from china town all the way to city hall, and back again. i simply love the road blocks. dinner was unappetitzing. i had to shower under a hose! anyway, at one in the middle of the night, we were told to wake up and all of us went to the AVA room to watch a horror movie. halfway through, we were told to walk around the school in fours. the seniors were there, dressed as ghost or whatever, to scare us. i knew, but i still screamed. the police came down lol. anyway, the second day was bloody boring. i was tired, and can't wait to go home.&lt;br /&gt;
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3) sunday&lt;br /&gt;
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church basketball tournament. we won! the first around lol. none of the members in our team plays basketball, as a cca or anything. so, well, haha. at least we tried our best! after that i went to watch 'One more chance' with my parents. the show was very singaporean. not that funny lah. jack neo's shows are going downhill. besides, he's always using the same characters.&lt;br /&gt;
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4) last but not least, my CA results :)&lt;br /&gt;
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English- 71 A2&lt;br /&gt;
Chinese- 60 B4&lt;br /&gt;
Maths- 73 A2&lt;br /&gt;
Science- 76 A1&lt;br /&gt;
Geography- 82 A1&lt;br /&gt;
History- 91 A1&lt;br /&gt;
Literature- 84 A1&lt;br /&gt;
D&amp;T- 100 A1&lt;br /&gt;
Art- 63 B4&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm pretty contented with my results. but i shall not be proud. i shall continue to work hard and achieve better grades. lol :D&lt;br /&gt;
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okay, i'm signing off. take care, and good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112598747869688855?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112598747869688855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112598747869688855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112598747869688855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112598747869688855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/09/ive-finally-decided-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112541643627287886</id><published>2005-08-30T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T23:40:36.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got second in class for history! This is funny. I don't know what to say. I just want to thank my father, my mother, my friends who has stick with me through thick and thin, and &lt;em&gt;ahem&lt;/em&gt;, nicky. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;
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People are starting to hate me again. They think that the history teacher's bias towards me? LOL. i mean, which teacher likes me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112541643627287886?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112541643627287886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112541643627287886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112541643627287886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112541643627287886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-got-second-in-class-for-history-this.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112532398390132068</id><published>2005-08-29T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T21:59:43.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cannot believe this! 9/10 for history. and i was expecting a 6 or 7. ah well. what can you say? i'm smart! lol and besides, i haven't got the freaking history notes while the whole class does! oh yeah. and the exposition essay on 'is e-learning the best way to study?' i got 13.5/20. was quite dissapointed though. but the highest was 14.5, so yeah. but hey, my name got read out. so i'm contented already.&lt;br /&gt;
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i think i worry too much now adays. and i don't know why. and i think i've changed. for better or for worse, you tell me. because i don't know either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112532398390132068?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112532398390132068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112532398390132068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112532398390132068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112532398390132068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-cannot-believe-this-910-for-history.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112506127925994808</id><published>2005-08-26T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T21:01:19.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess my day was 3/4 lucky. got back my science test results. 24.5/25. sigh, 0.5! blah, i should be contented. but still. today was the entrepenuership or however you spell it day, actually, this was the second and last day, ah well. anyway, we had to set up stalls along the corrider leading to the canteen and sell stuff. i was in-charge of games. at first i didn't like the idea at all, i didn't even want to be there. but once i started shouting for people to come and play, i actually liked the feel. all the time i was like shouting, "Darts! 3 tries for one dollar!" or "motivational posters for one dollar each!" (i was helping my other classmates selling the posters). at first there wasn't much bussiness. but after 11.15am(my school was dismissed early and the sec4s and 5s finish their prilimary exams) bussiness was fantastic. some of the guys played multiple times, just to get the "grand prize", a ahem, cushion? there was this group of guys who were really great. one of them played darts till he got the grand prize, so i earned alot of money from him! and after that, i managed to persuade them to buy the posters from me, after which they bought balloons from our stall! hehe... they were around our stall for bout an hour i think, just sitting around, and then one of them treated me to half a cup of drink lol. they managed to persuade my classmates who were selling drinks to give them one and a half cup of drinks instead of one for one dollar and then they treated me to the half cup. haha. anyway, enough bout the entrepeneurship thing. i met mark and went to 438, was supposed to meet kang too to go for a movie. but he has common test till 3.30! mark and koh wei (who came later) sat with me for awhile then they decide to just go home and rest first and left me all alone at 438. was damn pissed lor. just sat there doing nothing.(this was the 1/4 unlucky part of my day) then finally mark came down and after that we went to weikang's block to wait for him. after he came we took bus to junction 8. was in time to catch 'The Maid'. it wasn't exactly terrifying, but i was scared. anyway, after that we walked around and then decided to go home. i didn't have any more cash with me except two dollars so i couldn't take taxi home. but mark and weikang told me take taxi can use ATM but all the taxi uncles say cannot! geez... so in the end mark had to search his wallet for more money and we took a taxi to my house, then they take the bus from opposite my house back to their house. that's so sweet lol. i was home late and my mum was not very happy about it. i went upstairs and bathed and then when i went down for dinner she asked how i did for science. i told her my score and they forgot bout everything after that. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112506127925994808?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112506127925994808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112506127925994808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112506127925994808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112506127925994808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-guess-my-day-was-34-lucky.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112497344216338559</id><published>2005-08-25T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T20:37:22.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess what? guess what? guess what? i got full marks for my maths test!!! woo! the first time this year. i'm so bloody happy :D. and i know how to answer all the questions in D&amp;amp;T! ah well, the teacher gave us some 'tips' before the test. but still. lol. and best of all, no Npcc tomorrow! this rocks man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112497344216338559?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112497344216338559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112497344216338559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112497344216338559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112497344216338559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/08/guess-what-guess-what-guess-what-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112488747974333082</id><published>2005-08-24T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T20:44:39.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>science on monday, literature on tuesday, chinese, maths, and history today. Five tests down, left with d&amp;amp;t. i dare say i'll probably do well for science, lit and maths. could've done well for chinese if i had extra time. as for history, luck. my parents are always telling me to not study for tests at the eleventh hour or whatever, but i realised that i do better in doing that. and if i'm lucky, i'll do well even if i don't study. Like for my maths and science test! bloody easy. Life's been good. i guess. though a little bit boring. i got three camps coming up. the sec2 annual camp, npcc camp, and some chinese cultural camp thing. all compulsary. fuck. class2 drill test coming, if i don't pass i'll won't be able to become a sergent. sigh. progress report next week. hopefully my grades for this term will pull my overall up. i've to win her. if not for my art, i would've already won her during mid-year. ah well. exams are drawing nearer. i'm gonna study study study. weeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112488747974333082?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112488747974333082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112488747974333082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112488747974333082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112488747974333082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/08/science-on-monday-literature-on.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112462692995138449</id><published>2005-08-21T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T20:25:19.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went for a japanese buffet with my parents at some deserted area somewhere around queenstown. you don't actually walk around and take the food though, they take your order and bring the food to you. it was fantastic, and i simply love the green tea and the ice cream (green tea and vanilla) i ordered for desert. after that my parents brought me to penisula plaza cause they wanted to buy some feng shui thingy, but the shop was closed, so we went home instead. slept till 6 plus, had a light dinner, and started on my chinese homework, which i'm supposed to pass up on friday actually. ah, i'm gonna fail it anyway. six tests next week. pray for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112462692995138449?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112462692995138449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112462692995138449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112462692995138449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112462692995138449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/08/went-for-japanese-buffet-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112451575609167510</id><published>2005-08-20T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T13:29:16.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" width="350"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="&lt;a href=" /&gt;http://quizdiva.net/bt/pisces-love.gif"&gt;&lt;/DIV&lt;&gt;&gt;
&lt;h2&gt;Pisces%20-%20Your%20Love%20Profile&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your%20positive%20traits:&lt;/b&gt;

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You are talented and versatile, very good at presenting ideas, and you are also very good at organization and systematizing.
You may have a tendency to get itchy feet at times and need change and travel.

You tend to be very progressive, imaginative and adaptable.
Your mind is quick, clever and analytical.
A restlessness in your nature may make you a bit impatient and easily bored with routine, and rebel against it.
You have a tendency to shirk responsibility.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;




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&lt;td  style="color:#eeffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Lucky&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td  style="color:#ddffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;is for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td  style="color:#eeffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Exquisite&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td  style="color:#eeffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Excellent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td  style="color:#ddffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;is for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td  style="color:#eeffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Mystical&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td  style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td  style="color:#ddffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;is for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td  style="color:#eeffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Exquisite&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td  style="color:#eeffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Ideal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td  style="color:#ddffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;is for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td  style="color:#eeffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;X-Rated&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td  style="color:#eeffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Artistic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td  style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td  style="color:#ddffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;is for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td  style="color:#eeffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Naive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/acro/acronymquiz.php"&gt;What Does Your Name Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;




&lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: serif" cellspacing="8" cellpadding="5" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ff99cc"&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff9fd2"&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffa6d9"&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffacdf"&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb3e6"&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb9ec"&gt;Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffbff2"&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc6f9"&gt;You think of marriage something you've always wanted... though you haven't really thought about it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffccff"&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;




&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e1e1e1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="&lt;a" href="" /&gt;http://www.quizdiva.net/shortestpersonalitytest/blue.jpg"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font&lt;&gt;%20color="#000000"&gt;You are dependable, popular, and observant.Deep and thoughtful, you are prone to moodiness.In fact, your emotions tend to influence everything you do.
You are unique, creative, and expressive.You don' &gt;&lt;a align="center"&gt; &lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;The'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#b9d3ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;table%20width=" align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#b9d3ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Life Your Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="&lt;a" href="" /&gt;http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/faces.jpg"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font&lt;&gt;%20color="#000000"&gt;You seem to be straight forward, but you keep a lot inside.
You say whatever is on your mind. Other people' you.
You tend to have one best friend you hang with, as opposed to many aquaintences.
Some of your past dreams have disappointed you, but you don't let it get you down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Do You Live Your Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;




&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are From the Sun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;img src="&lt;a" href="" /&gt;http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&lt;&gt;%20/&gt;&lt;font%20color="#000000"&gt;Of all your friends, you' &gt;&lt;a align="center"&gt; &lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;What'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/planetquiz.html"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Planet Are You From?&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;




&lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: serif" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#cce6ff"&gt;
&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Your #1 Match: ESFP&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e5f3ff"&gt;The Performer
You are a natural performer and happiest when you're entertaining others.A great friend, you are generous, fun-loving and optimistic.You love to laugh - and you like almost all people equally.You accept life as it is, and you do your best to make each day fantastic.
You would make a good actor, designer, or counselor.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffcccd"&gt;
&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Your #2 Match: ESTP&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffe5e6"&gt;The Doer
You are adventurous and risk taking. You act first, think second.You love being the center of attention. Chances are you were the class clown.Competitive, charming, and charasmatic - you have your own code of honor.You live a flexible life, bouncing between a series of activies that interest you.
You would make a great salesperson, marketing director, or entrepreneur.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#fffecc"&gt;
&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Your #3 Match: ENFP&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffee5"&gt;The Inspirer
You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.You are also unconventional, irreverant, and unimpressed by authority and rules.Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're qutie the storyteller!
You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#cce6ff"&gt;
&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Your #4 Match: ENTP&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e5f3ff"&gt;The Visionary
You are charming, outgoing, friendly. You make a good first impression.You possess good negotiating skills and can convince anyone of anything.Happy to be the center of attention, you love to tell stories and show off.You're very clever, but not disciplined enough to do well in structured environments.
You would make a great entrpreneur, marketing executive, or actor.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffcccd"&gt;
&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Your #5 Match: ISFP&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffe5e6"&gt;The Artist
You are a gifted artist or musician (though your talents may be dormant right now).You enjoy spending your free time in nature, and you are good with animals and children.Simply put, you enjoy bueaty in all its forms and live for the simple pleasures in life.Gentle, sensitive, and compassionate - you are good at recognizing people's unspoken needs.
You would make a good veterinarian, pediatrician, or composer.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/mbtiquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;




&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Lime Tree&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;
You are intelligent, hard working, and innately successful.
You try to change what you can in life - and you accept what you can't change.
Tough on the outside, you are actually soft and relenting.
Jealous at times, you are extremely loyal and giving to those you love.
You have many talents, but you don't have enough time to use them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; is Your Celtic Horoscope?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

okay people. enough quizzes for the day. another time maybe.

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&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112428667706937253?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112428667706937253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112428667706937253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112428667706937253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112428667706937253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/08/your-birthdate-march-14with-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112428208861909462</id><published>2005-08-17T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T20:34:48.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school's as per normal. got back my maths results, 13/20. could have gotten 15 if not for that two stupid careless mistake i made. ah, who cares, at least i passed. only 18 people in class passed, so i'm one of the lucky few who passed, without studying. probably my luck. or perhaps intuiation. before i left, i took a glance at my maths assesment book which was lying on my table, and that was when i saw the problem sums and read through it, you know, just in case. And coincidentally, the same kind of question came out in the test paper. Two questions. and i got them both right, that was how i passed. the whole paper only 3 questions right and i passed, how lucky is that? But  well, that happens to be the only good thing that happened to me today. the worst thing that happened was being drenched in water. i was recording two of the guys fighting and one of them poured water over me for that. i haven't deleted it of cause, just for some entertainment. and the second worst thing was that my teacher wants to change my sitting position because she claims i always sleep in class. i mean, wtf? she doesn't even have any lessons with us, except cme and pccg, which is practically useless. of course i sleep. but com'on. sleeping in class and passing all my tests is already good enough. not like i fail any subjects, except art. enough bout that. gonna do the 'quiz' i saw on rachel's blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112428208861909462?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112428208861909462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112428208861909462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112428208861909462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112428208861909462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/08/schools-as-per-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112402351669151371</id><published>2005-08-14T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T20:45:16.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>churh today. skipped cell group and went off with carren and her family. went to some taiwanese porridge restaurant for lunch and after that they sent me home. and then i started playing maple story using weikang's account, since i don't have one at the moment. helped him increase one level and got to victoria island. the monsters are getting more and more powerful as i journey along. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112402351669151371?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112402351669151371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112402351669151371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112402351669151371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112402351669151371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/08/churh-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112393889479870267</id><published>2005-08-13T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T21:14:54.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need something to entertain myself. so, i went to download 'Maple Story'. Well, simply because people who are playing it claimed that it is so 'fun' and everything. i did managed to download the game, but never managed to play it yet. The whole day, server check. so yeah. hopefully the server check thing will be over tomorrow. very curious bout why even guys are h00ked on it. bleah. anyway, went for hightea with my mum, aunt and grandma at clark quay. the food isn't that good, seriously. so i spent the whole time walking around the whole place, waiting to go home. saw the bungee thing, nobody queueing up for it. poor thing. lol. hai~ while waiting for my maple story, i'll go play gunbound instead. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112393889479870267?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112393889479870267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112393889479870267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112393889479870267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112393889479870267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-need-something-to-entertain-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112386119681854334</id><published>2005-08-12T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T23:39:56.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay. npcc was cancelled :) and i just got back my science test results. 21/26 quite satisfied but i expected my self to do better. Bah, haha..good enough. hm...bored. gonna do some quizzes. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112386119681854334?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112386119681854334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112386119681854334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112386119681854334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112386119681854334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/08/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112359134593978761</id><published>2005-08-09T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T20:42:25.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. my new blog template. something simple and nice, which carries some kind of  a meaning. you know what i mean. because this template is for you. lol you might not even be reading this. yes i'm dissappointed, but what can i do?  if  all you see is her, what can i do? if you only come to me for some kinda benefits, what can i do? nothing. i can only hide in my own little dark corner and sulk and cry and maybe hope that for the slightest chance that you might call and say your coming. but no. that never happened. because you got her. where do i stand? you never cared, you never bothered, you don't even call anymore. haha...but what can i do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112359134593978761?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112359134593978761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112359134593978761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112359134593978761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112359134593978761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112350197880210582</id><published>2005-08-08T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T19:52:58.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well well well. What do we have here? Tomorrow's Singapore's 40th birthday. Half-day today because of the national day celebrations. It was okay lah. But the leadership hand-over ceremony went pretty successfully and though it's not exactly perfect, i would still say it's fantastic, well, because i'm in it! :D At least i didn't screw up lol. For now, i'll go into blogskins and see what i can find. And who knows? I might be changing the erm, "background", since i'm also kinda getting tired of it. Well, good day to you guys yeah. Cya, and don't miss me too much :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112350197880210582?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112350197880210582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112350197880210582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112350197880210582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112350197880210582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/08/well-well-well.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112334683619623860</id><published>2005-08-07T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T00:47:16.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WEE! I FINALLY GOT MY SGH-E730!!! i'm so HAAPPPIIIIIEEEEEE! yay! went to the starhub at tempines. my dad didn't want to buy at first, says the price's not worth it. I got pissed and sulked for the rest of the day, and when we went back to the car, i started crying. Serious. He started scolding me and i agued with him. So finally we went to the shop and after much persuation, i managed to get him to buy it. But, now i owe him money! Sigh. But at least i got the phone. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112334683619623860?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112334683619623860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112334683619623860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112334683619623860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112334683619623860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/08/wee-i-finally-got-my-sgh-e730-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112315755067411887</id><published>2005-08-04T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T20:12:30.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's THURSDAY! haha..soon...soon...i'll be getting a new phone..or hopefully i would. Tomorrow would be hell day for me. I just know.School would be the same lah.But it's AFTER school that would be hell.Parade training till six thirty. That would be insane. It means at least four hours out in the sun. Then after that it's total defence course.sigh.Pray for me people.Pray for me.Pray that it will rain.anything.just pray for me. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112315755067411887?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112315755067411887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112315755067411887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112315755067411887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112315755067411887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-thursday-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112272977807270685</id><published>2005-07-30T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T21:22:58.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hm. Phone in a week, hopfully. Oh please pray for me. haha. Bleah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112272977807270685?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112272977807270685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112272977807270685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112272977807270685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112272977807270685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/07/hm.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112270321919711075</id><published>2005-07-30T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T14:00:19.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/2250/320/SGH-E730.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/2250/400/SGH-E730.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the SGH-E730, the phone i'm getting in a week's time. Isn't it chio? lol can't wait!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112270321919711075?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112270321919711075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112270321919711075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112270321919711075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112270321919711075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/07/sgh-e730-phone-im-getting-in-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112213031440591620</id><published>2005-07-23T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T22:51:54.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Failed to get a new phone again lol.  SGH-E730 is already out though, but quite expensive, $638. The voucher i can use to get a new phone is $450 currently, but the difference is still alot. So gonna wait till national day (no i'm not a coutry lover kinda person) and hopefully the price goes down and i can get it. If the price doesn't go down, then i'll wait for another two weeks and if it still doesn't goes down, my dad still has to get it for me, he promised! :) For now, i'm still phone-less, sigh. Two weeks.. so short yet so long, eh? But having waited for one whole year, two weeks is not thatt long lah. haha..hope the next time i go to starhub i'll come back with a phone and excitedly blog ''I FINALLY GOT A NEW PHONE!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112213031440591620?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112213031440591620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112213031440591620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112213031440591620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112213031440591620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/07/failed-to-get-new-phone-again-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112209927799807216</id><published>2005-07-23T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T14:14:38.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't manage to get my nokia 6101,it was out of stock! Change of plans. Not going for the clique gathering today. My parents want me to go to the sec2 streaming talk. Sigh. Got beaten up for that. After that stupid talk going to plaza singapura again to get a phone,again.Probably SGH-E720C.But if possible,i would want a E730.i has an extra fm radio and 1.3 megapixel camera while E720 is only 1.0.Sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112209927799807216?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112209927799807216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112209927799807216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112209927799807216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112209927799807216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/07/didnt-manage-to-get-my-nokia-6101it.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112202406366678953</id><published>2005-07-22T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T17:21:03.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>recent updates.my parents went to japan for a week and just came back yesterday,and they bought me lotsa chocolates! *_* Youth Alive on last sunday,it wasn't as exiciting as it should have been.watched Fantastic 4 with carren after that.The show was awsome.Took a cap to bryan's house and started playing poker cards,as usual,had dinner and went home.Rented 2 korean Vcds.''The Cool Guy' was okay but the story plot was weak. And 'My Boyfriend Is Type B', it was hilarious and i almost cried at one part lol.Met up with anita and nicky at the airport yesterday (i'm there to fetch my parents). For the first time,nick said i was pretty lol :). i'm PRETTY! bleah.Anita finally treated me to Tiramisu.Love you guys!Back from NPCC,my small tiny hands got blisters now because we were trying to pitch a tent and we had to peck in this um,peck into the ground lol.And i finally got my coporal rank!Should have gotten them a few months ago but i missed the promotion day because i had a course.Gonna be out in 20minutes.Going Plaza Singapura to meet my parents.Might be getting a phone there.My ideal phone: Nokia 6101.HOPEFULLY i would be able to get it today.In Jesus' holy name i pray,Amen. LOL :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112202406366678953?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112202406366678953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112202406366678953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112202406366678953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112202406366678953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/07/recent-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-112152798545543685</id><published>2005-07-16T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T23:33:05.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't been blogging for um, two weeks? Just bought Harry Potter And The Half-Blood Prince. Carren scanned through the book (she was very excited about it yeah)...and according to her,  Snape was the half-blood prince and in the end dumbledore died!  I haven't started reading the book yet, i totally forgot what happened in the previous book anyway. Have been reading the 'Tsubasa' comics. [The story is about a princess (sakura) and a guy (syaoran) she loves travelling through dimensions in serch for her missing Tsubasa (feather). The Tsubasa contains Sakura's memories, so without it, her mind is a complete blank. And as her Tsubasa are found one by one, her memory will slowly be restored. Now syaoran has no means in travelling through dimensions, he had to see a soceress or something. And in exchange for being able to travel through dimensions, he had to trade in the most precious thing to him, which is the times he had with sakura. Which means, when sakura's memory is restored, he'll dissappear from all of them. He will not exist in her memory. There are two other guys, Fye and Kurogane, who will join them in the journey, because both of them wants to travel through dimensions too. Fye to escape from his own dimension, while kurogane to return to his own dimension. And the only way to travel through dimensions is through Mokona, this fluffy white thing lol.] In a nut shell, that is what the comic's all about. Nick thinks its very girlish or whatever. He thinks too much of himself,seriously. Anyway, went to orchard to visit mark today. Still owe him $40 lol. After that me and carren went to have korean food. It was SUPER-LISIOUS! heheh. Then we rushed off to church and after that her dad fetched me home. Gonna read Tsubasa book 8 later...can't wait for the other books to come out! Wee! School's okay lah, not that bad. and one last annoucement: TAG! DAMNIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-112152798545543685?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/112152798545543685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=112152798545543685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112152798545543685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/112152798545543685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/07/havent-been-blogging-for-um-two-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111987825373762842</id><published>2005-06-27T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T21:17:33.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God answered my prayers! *Woot* First day of  school wasn't THAT bad...instead,i've a few good news! Actually,i didn't finish any of my holiday assignments lol.And i thought i was gonna be in BIG trouble...but i didn't! heheh...and guess what?We just changed the maths teacher...and to me it is kind of a blessing yeah...since i/carren lose my maths worksheet.If  it was my previous maths teacher,i would be in deep shit.But the new teacher came in and gave me extra two days to try and finish my work,without minusing my points! wee!And i managed to finish drawing everything i had to in my literature worksheet before my teacher came in so i was spared from extra punishments.i didn't find any newspaper article for my english homework but my teacher was absent today...so yeah! wahahahahha..and i still got other good news!We'r celebrating Youth Day this friday and Deyi Idol the finals is gonna take place...next week monday is a holiday and next thursday and friday we got e-learning so i don't hafta go school! muahahaha...i think this is too much of a coincidence lah...so yeah...*Thank God* x) Oh yeah.Went to my cousins'(Daniel and um,Minmin?) house warmng last satuday.I gotta say Daniel is one of my most good-looking cousin!Plus he got brains and all yeah.And he got a fricking electronic drum set in his room and a PS2 and a TV plus his own laptop and computer!!!awww...i'm SO SO SO jealous.Ah well.Bleah.Gonna watch tv.ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111987825373762842?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111987825373762842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111987825373762842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111987825373762842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111987825373762842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/06/god-answered-my-prayers-woot-first-day.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111962611401351268</id><published>2005-06-24T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T23:15:14.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had npcc on monday and tuesday.the training on monday was horrible!but it went quite smoothly on tuesday.Went ice-skating with some cell-group peeps.Though i didn't really know them at first,but i guess we got along fine.The guys weren't as annoying as i thought.spent most of my time sleeping and watching tv on thursday since my mum locked the room to the computer again.as for friday,which is today...guess what?i just cut my hair!!! wee!!! though i'm also not very used to my new look...but i guess i'm okay with it yeah. anyway,gotta go. ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111962611401351268?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111962611401351268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111962611401351268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111962611401351268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111962611401351268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/06/had-npcc-on-monday-and-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111927286839648484</id><published>2005-06-20T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T21:07:48.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is SO not my day. Almost late for training. Got stepped and pushed while running. Kena scolded for some stupid unreasonable reason. Broke. Missed the bus. Blah blah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111927286839648484?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111927286839648484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111927286839648484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111927286839648484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111927286839648484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/06/today-is-so-not-my-day.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111872400426057316</id><published>2005-06-14T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T12:40:04.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be at some civil defence course thingy,but i didn't hear the alarm clock and i overslept!hehe...who cares?it's only one badge after all..i can get it next year!
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&lt;br /&gt;hmm...blogskins is lagging...so i'll change the template another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111872400426057316?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111872400426057316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111872400426057316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111872400426057316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111872400426057316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-supposed-to-be-at-some-civil.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111858960337053206</id><published>2005-06-12T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T23:20:03.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;nick i am so disappointed in you.i know you don't care then neither do i anymore.
&lt;br /&gt;i am officially a christian lol.i'm surprised my parents didn't say anything about that.
&lt;br /&gt;went to church with carren.at least the guys weren't deformed or something,but they were very very quiet.
&lt;br /&gt;carren came to my house.my parents like her.wished i was more like her or something haha.
&lt;br /&gt;gotta lit project to do tomorrow.gonna be really boring.
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anita,i want my tiramisu!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111858960337053206?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111858960337053206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111858960337053206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111858960337053206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111858960337053206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/06/nick-i-am-so-disappointed-in-you.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111838758017428218</id><published>2005-06-10T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T15:13:00.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;nick,anita,i'm dedicating this song to you two.lol
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Simple Plan-Thank You
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I could always count on you,
&lt;br /&gt;I thought that nothing could come between us two.
&lt;br /&gt;We said as long as we would &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STICK" target="_blank"&gt;stick&lt;/a&gt; together,
&lt;br /&gt;We’d be alright,We’d be ok.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;But I was stupid
&lt;br /&gt;And you broke me down
&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never be the same again.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;So thank you for showing me,
&lt;br /&gt;That best friends can not be trusted,
&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for lying to me,
&lt;br /&gt;Your friendship, the good times we had
&lt;br /&gt;you can have them back
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why it always has to hurt,
&lt;br /&gt;For every lesson that you have to learn.
&lt;br /&gt;I won’t forget what you did to me,
&lt;br /&gt;How you showed me things I wish I’d never seen.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;But I was stupid,
&lt;br /&gt;And you broke me down,
&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never be the same again.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;So thank you for showing me,
&lt;br /&gt;That best friends can not be trusted,
&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for lying to me,
&lt;br /&gt;Your friendship,the good times we had
&lt;br /&gt;you can have them back
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;When the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TABLES" target="_blank"&gt;tables&lt;/a&gt; turn again,
&lt;br /&gt;You’ll remember me my friend,
&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be wishing I was there for you.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be the one you miss the most,
&lt;br /&gt;But you’ll only find my ghost.
&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by,
&lt;br /&gt;You’ll wonder why,
&lt;br /&gt;You’re all alone.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;So thank you for showing me,
&lt;br /&gt;That best friends can not be trusted,
&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for lying to me,
&lt;br /&gt;Your friendship, the good times we had
&lt;br /&gt;you can have them back.
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&lt;br /&gt;So thank you - for lying to me,
&lt;br /&gt;So thank you - for all the times you let me down
&lt;br /&gt;So thank you - for lying to me,
&lt;br /&gt;So thank you - your friendship you can have it back
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&lt;br /&gt;lol this song reminds me of you two.but of course i'm just kidding now...but if you guys are gonna continue smoking and hurting yourself then this song will be true! so next time,for fucking's sake,think before you do anything.wahahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111838758017428218?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111838758017428218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111838758017428218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111838758017428218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111838758017428218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/06/nickanitaim-dedicating-this-song-to.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111829914082701969</id><published>2005-06-09T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T14:39:00.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohoo!!! WE WON THE CAPTION BALL COMPETITION!!! WE GOT FIRST!!! YAY!!! haha...i'm crazy...yeah and now i'm starving...waiting for my mac chicken upsize and an extra large fries...hehe...congraguate me!!!! xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111829914082701969?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111829914082701969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111829914082701969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111829914082701969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111829914082701969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/06/woohoo-we-won-caption-ball-competition.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111798863128267856</id><published>2005-06-06T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T00:23:51.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;went to jurong on saturday.watched madagascar.it wasn't that funny though(prolly because i watched it alone?awww...).anyway,went to nick's place and dragged him to this youth carnival thing for anti-smokers lol.made him queue up with me to get free yoyos!made him gimme the black one cause i didn't want the green one too (actually he gave in to me cause i was pissed xP).met carren at the mrt station and walked all the way back to entertainment centre and had edo sushi for dinner.went to church with carren after that for miracle service.we did singing and praying and listening to the pastor talk and now i'm still not sure what religion i belong to.maybe i'll go again next week.it wasn't as bad as i thought it would be.hmm...
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&lt;br /&gt;*thanks a million carren for helping me pay when i didn't have money!your the best!!!*
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&lt;br /&gt;and lastly.chia.its your day!your finally fourteen!!!
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&lt;br /&gt;happy bday to you!
&lt;br /&gt;happy bday to you!
&lt;br /&gt;you look like a monkey
&lt;br /&gt;and act like one too!
&lt;br /&gt;(heh sorry i could only remembr this version)
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&lt;br /&gt;don't worry i'm not getting you a clock this year.heheh.
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&lt;br /&gt;hm thats all i guess.till next time.ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111798863128267856?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111798863128267856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111798863128267856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111798863128267856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111798863128267856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/06/went-to-jurong-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111771618330459790</id><published>2005-06-02T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T20:43:03.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my fucking god.my hands and legs are covered with mosquito bites.my left hand has at least 20 bites and i am so NOT exaggerating..i got sunburn on my face and my skin is peeling!i look like a freak with all the skin coming off.how?and i'm going out tomorrow!!!ah well.gonna see doctor.nick thinks i'm pampered.lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111771618330459790?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111771618330459790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111771618330459790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111771618330459790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111771618330459790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/06/oh-my-fucking-god.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111769122578037595</id><published>2005-06-02T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T13:52:15.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;whoa. havent updated for a long,long time.
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&lt;br /&gt;as for my results. sigh. not very good i guess. eng-b3, chinese-b3, maths-b4, science-a2, history-a1, geo-a1, lit-a1, &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOME" target="_blank"&gt;home&lt;/a&gt; econs-a2, art-f9. class position:27/40. how so very nice eh?
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SCHOOL" target="_blank"&gt;school&lt;/a&gt; has ended. got tons of projects and homework. got other activities during the holidays. probably be really busy. but im glad i have no more camp.
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&lt;br /&gt;parents-meeting session on saturday. it was okay. supposed to see the form-teacher but ended up seeing the co-form. it was bullshit. he's &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BALD" target="_blank"&gt;bald&lt;/a&gt;! he doesnt fucking know us so he ended up telling my dad lots of rubbish. acting intelligent,seriously. and then my form came over and started telling my dad i'm always falling asleep in class. sigh. but at least it wasn't as bad as last years'. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;for me,the real holidays only started today. and why? because i had npcc camp in palau ubin from monday till wednesday. and happy to say,i survived. we pitched a &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TENT" target="_blank"&gt;tent&lt;/a&gt; and it didn't collapse. whoa. i had to share a &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TENT" target="_blank"&gt;tent&lt;/a&gt; with 6 other girls. no people,i'm not a lesbian. it was damn hot and stuffy and infested with mosquitoes. got a really bad sunburn. my face and hands are red and it hurts. the food sucks,i've &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SHED" target="_blank"&gt;shed&lt;/a&gt; of a little bit of weight,haha. the activities are okay. but the best was &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=KAYAKING" target="_blank"&gt;kayaking&lt;/a&gt;. it was &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FUN" target="_blank"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt; and i didnt capsize! campfire was okay,damn lame. made some friends,they'r nice and friendly and funny. what else? oh yeah,one of the instuctors for &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=KAYAKING" target="_blank"&gt;kayaking&lt;/a&gt; is damn hot. even the guys agree! i thought they were gay.
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&lt;br /&gt;one very important thing i learnt from the camp. i'm glad i live in singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111769122578037595?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111769122578037595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111769122578037595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111769122578037595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111769122578037595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/06/whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111683325702743630</id><published>2005-05-23T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T16:31:38.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Horoscopes</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;havent been blogging for quite some time yeah.Havent found my cap.sick.grades dropping.what else?nevermind,forget about it.anyway,i came across this web site with our love horoscopes and stuff.check it out,its quite true eh.it's long though,just scroll down to your horoscope.
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where smoke, there's &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;FIRE&lt;/span&gt;!
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&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;br&gt;The Fire Signs can sizzle with passion and are comprised of &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aries, Leo and Sagittarius.&lt;/span&gt; They also tend to be impulsive, driven, and love the thrill of the chase. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When romancing a Fire Sign, it's of utmost importance to know how to maintain their interest. The Fire Signs love a challenge, especially in the romance department. Yet, they can easily be distracted by a new challenge. And they become bored far more easily than most other signs of the zodiac. You need to keep them interested and guessing. In other words, predictability is not a positive aspect of a relationship for someone of this fiery symbol. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not surprisingly, Fire Signs enjoy new experiences and can't resist a playful sparring session, because, to a Fire Sign, it's the best kind of foreplay. Fire Signs can be total fun. And they make exciting partners. A person who is a Fire Sign is usually a great conversationalist and they're always on a quest of some sort, so boredom won't be a problem. And if you need a party date, call a Fire Sign, as they're usually the life of the party. Charismatic and charming, they own (and demand) the center of attention. So, if you're looking for romantic sparks, a Fire Sign is one hot ticket. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exploring the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;FIRE&lt;/span&gt; Signs&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LEOS(Jul23-Aug22)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are the most romantic of the Fire Signs. A Leo's desire for romance is only equal to his or her need for drama. They can be easily swept off their feet by big displays of affection. Leos are steadfast believers in the concept of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; love. But they have sensitive egos and require a lot of affection and attention in a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;. Motto: Love will conquer all&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SAGITTARIUS(Nov22-Dec21)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can be the most fun sign of the Fire Signs. They're always up for an adventure. A relationship with a Sagittarius rarely gets stale, but they are most difficult to pin down because they do not like to settle down. When you're in a relationship with a Sagittarius, the thrill of the chase is of utmost importance, so keep them guessing and they'll keep interested. Motto: The grass is always greener. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ARIES(Mar21-Apr19)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the most independent of the Fire Signs. Thus, Aries like to appear detached. But they do welcome a challenge and will chase someone they're interested in. Aries often view love as a game and flirtations are all part of it. If humor is important in a mate, an Aries can keep you laughing. However, you'll have to be the flexible one in a relationship because this sign will not easily compromise his or her lifestyle for anyone. Motto: Love is fun, but not required. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;EARTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; to Houston ? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Like a rocket scientist, the Earth Signs are logical, pragmatic and dependable. They are the most bottom-line oriented of the entire zodiac. Being the highly rational type, individuals born under an Earth Sign cannot relate to irrational outbursts or be bothered by frivolity. However, they do value and seek security and stability. The Earth Signs are comprised of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Taurus, Virgo and Capricorn. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When romancing an Earth Sign, dependability is vital - punctuality scores extra.You can always count on an Earth Sign to do what they say. But they will expect the same from you in return. So be prepared to do it. And should you fail this Earth Sign, you'll be hard pressed to gain back his or her confidence or trust. Earth Signs have little patience for silliness, detest drama (especially in relationships) and like to see results in whatever they've invested their time. So don't waste your time - or your Earth Sign's - by crying over spilled milk. If you're looking for sympathy, you won't get it. And remember, this common sense individual does not get in a relationship simply for a good time. In fact, they see all their relationships as serving some practical purpose in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exploring the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=EARTH" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;EARTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Signs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TAURUS(Apr20-May20)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the most loyal of the Earth Signs and they are also one of the most reliable people you can become involved with. However, if a Taurus feels there is an issue of trust, this bull will bolt! Taurus is also the most romantic and affectionate of the Earth Signs. And because they crave security and stability, you can usually get to a Taurus' heart via the stomach. To keep your Taurus happy, the key elements are food, comfort and plenty of hugs. One caution: never push a Taurus. The bull sign is very stubborn, and as the most hardheaded Earth Sign, the more you push - the more a bull will resist. Motto: Feed me and I'm yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;VIRGO(Aug23-Sep22)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the most logical of the Earth Signs. They are analytical, rational and everybody's biggest critic. So don't be surprised to get constant critiques from your Virgo. A Virgo will pick anything apart to examine its pieces in order to solve a problem. Virgos love to argue but they don't see it as a confrontation or attack. To a Virgo an argument is simply an exchange of ideas. But don't try to persuade a Virgo without grounding yourself in solid reasoning. Likewise, instances of highly charged emotions or irrationality will cause your Virgo to lose their patience quickly. Virgos require a lot of mental stimulation. And the most exciting aphrodisiac to a Virgo is engaging in an intellectual conversation, especially if they're learning something new. Motto: Stimulate the mind and the body will follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;CAPRICORN(Dec22-Jan19)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the most practical of the Earth Signs. They are also one of the most hardworking and ambitious signs of the entire zodiac. Even as a newlywed, don't be surprised if your Capricorn seems preoccupied with their career. They are not known to be the romantic type nor into emotions. But, they are excellent providers, protective in nature, and reliable. Capricorns value loyalty and are quick to defend those they love. Achievement-oriented as they are, Capricorns put an importance on status and material success. So the more you can aid and support a Capricorn's interests and ambitions, the faster you'll win this sign's heart. Motto: You scratch my back and I'll scratch yours.
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&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Coming up for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; AIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The AIR SIGNS are the most social creatures of the zodiac, and their social lives are an important part of their identity. Craving constant variety, they are typically not disciplined individuals. And while Air Signs are not afraid to commit, they may not be cut out for it, as they can be superficial in their emotional development. Air Signs are fun and lively companions, although they may not be the best life companions. When it comes to Air Signs, think energy. Gemini, Libra and Aquarius comprise this vivacious element. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When romancing an Air Sign, don't let things get too habitual or your Air Sign may move onto someone new, simply for change. Since Air Signs tend to be fickle, keep yours busy guessing - and therefore happiest - with little surprises and a good shakeup every now and then. The Air Signs embrace spontaneity, need activity, and demand action. So if you're up for an exciting challenge, an Air Sign won't let you down. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Exploring the &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;AIR&lt;/span&gt; Signs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GEMINI(May21-Jun20)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the most adaptable of the Air Signs. They are friendly, flexible, charming and talkative. A Gemini can fit in with most any crowd. Quick minds and quick to speak, a Gemini can jump into any conversation with ease and just as easily hop from one topic to another. The sign of the Twins has the ability to see opposing viewpoints, and therefore, are often willing to compromise in an argument. However, a Gemini can instantly change his or her mind at the drop of a hat and often does. This may make them appear fickle or two-faced. But it just may drive you crazy trying to keep up with their changing opinions. Keep in mind that your Gemini is a natural born talker and can put a spin on any story that benefits them. They can also be easily distracted and need more variety than all the other Air Signs. But they make fun and stimulating partners, ideal travel companions and stimulating conversationalists. Spontaneous and up for any change in plans, a Gemini loves to meet new people and see new places. After all, the Twins are born to have dual identities. Motto: Variety is the spice of life. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LIBRA(Sep23-Oct22)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the most charming and likely to be partnered up of the Air Signs. The sign of the Scales seeks out harmony and balance, and shrinks from conflict and discord. So don't create drama or put things in disarray if you want to keep your Libra happy. In relationships, Libras would rather compromise than fight in order to keep the peace. For a Libra, companionship is a must. The Scales need another person in their life to feel balanced. If you need a dinner date that won't upstage or, worse, embarrass you, call a Libra. The Libras are adept at the social graces, and making others feel at ease. They know how to behave properly given any situation. Their pleasant demeanor charms them into favor, which makes them even more charming. But, take note, their charm and magnetism can lead to indiscreet situations since people are constantly drawn to them along with frequent temptations. Aesthetics play an important role for the Libras and they seek out visual harmony and balance. You may find more Libras than any other sign who are artistically inclined. Motto: Can't we all just get along? &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AQUARIUS(Jan20-Feb18)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the most unconventional of the Air Signs. They are one of the most unique and independent of the zodiac. Don't tell your Aquarius what to do or how to do it. Aquarians have their own way of doing things and no one can tell them otherwise. Commonly described as obstinate and unorthodox, the Aquarian delights in being different and going against the grain. They can stir up trouble just for the sake of it. Conspiracy theories. Personal philosophies. Aquarians love their own groove aka routine, which may not make sense to anyone else, but they have to follow it. So leave your Aquarian plenty of space to do his or her own thing. No nagging. If you're understanding and accepting of their idiosyncrasies, as well as supportive of their causes and beliefs, you'll keep your Aquarian happy. Aquarians are extremely social beings with lots of contacts. They can be spontaneous, stimulating and very interesting partners. Motto: Don't tread on me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;WATER&lt;/span&gt; world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;The WATER Signs are the most sensitive, emotional and romantic of the zodiac. They are dreamers who need a sympathetic ear, compassion and tender-loving care. A Water Sign loves to be in love, and enjoys getting lost in the experience of love. A Water Sign seeks a spiritual connection with their lover, akin to a transcendental journey. However, lofty notions of love can color a Water Sign's judgment. The mythic fairy tale romance can sometimes leave them disappointed by the reality of relationships. The Water Signs are comprised of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Cancer, Scorpio and Pisces. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;When romancing a Water Sign, it's important to do the little things that show you care. Surprise your Water Sign with small romantic gestures and it'll go a long way. Ignore their emotional needs and your Water Sign's love may fade away. But if you're sensitive to your Water Sign's changing moods and emotions, your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; should proceed swimmingly.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exploring the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;WATER&lt;/span&gt; Signs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CANCER(Jun21-Jul22)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the homebody of the Water Signs. Many Cancers have a strong connection with their parents. They are also the moodiest of the Water Signs because Cancer's emotions are constantly going through different phases, like the moon, which is their ruling planet. Therefore, it can be difficult to predict your Cancer's moods. As trust is tantamount to Cancers, you must earn a crab's trust before they will expose their soft core. Comfort and security is also important in a partner to Cancers. They are perfectly content staying home with good food and someone they love, as a Cancer's home serves as their safe haven. Like a crab, they can appear tough on the outside, but are quite vulnerable beneath their shell. Thus, penetrating the shell requires patience and sensitivity. Cancers have a need to nurture the ones they love and need some nurturing in return. So, make your Cancer feel loved, secure and protected, and they'll never leave home. Motto: Home is where the heart is. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SCORPIO(Oct23-Nov21)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the most intense of the Water Signs. They may seem calm and placid on the surface, but you can be assured that there are strong emotions simmering just below the waterline, and they are often driven by these underlying emotions. Typically, Scorpios are very serious individuals who take their relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; just as serious, expecting complete, unequivocal loyalty. If you want to get anywhere with a Scorpio, do not cross them. If you do, it may take a lifetime for your Scorpio to forgive you, as they will never forget it. Scorpios have a tendency to be possessive, territorial and jealous. And because they do not usually reveal all that they are thinking, they can appear mysterious. Never one to naturally tip their hand, it takes extra effort to get into the head of your Scorpio. It takes time to develop a relationship with a Scorpio, but once you do, they can be one of the most intensely passionate lovers you will ever know because they aren't afraid to express their intense passion. Demonstrate to your Scorpio that he or she is your number one priority, and your Scorpio will be forever yours -- with a passion! Motto: Still waters run deep. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PISCES(Feb19-Mar20)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the most compassionate of the Water Signs. They are also the most intuitive and self-sacrificing of the zodiac as they are often willing to forego their own interests for their partner's interests. More than any other sign, Pisces are keenly in tune with other people's emotions, which can be both good and bad. They pick up on the vibrations of the others around them like emotional sponges, and therefore, they can be highly influenced by others. Therefore, Pisces do not handle the negative emotions well. To compound things, they can be highly impressionable, so if you're feeling upset, your Pisces will too. Perhaps, this is why the Pisces are the real dreamers of the zodiac, preferring fantasy to the real world and getting lost in fantasies. So, put on a happy face, surround your Pisces with positive people, shielding them from the harsh realities of the world, and you'll keep your Pisces happy as a clam -- or fish. Motto: I dream, therefore I am. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there.hope it does some help to you guys eh.YOU GUYS BETTER READ BECAUSE I SPENT QUITE SOME TIME ON THIS.heheh.and after you read your horoscope,go read the one on Aries,nick and anita's horoscope,i think its quite true!!!wahahahaha...dun blame me darlings.geez...me and my fantasies.haha...i dreamt that the whole world was infested with crocodiles last night!How interesting.Anyway,chill.cya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111683325702743630?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111683325702743630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111683325702743630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111683325702743630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111683325702743630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/05/love-horoscopes.html' title='Love Horoscopes'/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111590276025464255</id><published>2005-05-12T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T20:59:20.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit shit shit!!! i cant find the cap(the one mark gave me for birthday)!!! i don't believe this,its missing! fuck. i didnt even bring it out when i went on the battlefield trip. unless it dropped when i was putting stuff into my bag, but still its impossible. no way man. i remember stuffing my cap back into my bag before i left school, i remember! but why is it missing? should i erm...suspect my maid?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111590276025464255?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111590276025464255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111590276025464255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111590276025464255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111590276025464255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/05/shit-shit-shit-i-cant-find-capthe-one.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111564338582529445</id><published>2005-05-09T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T20:56:25.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to watch 'Coach Carter' with weikang and alanlee today.the show was quite good,at times it was touching.kang and alan thinks im un-emotional,because i laugh at the wrong time.went too look for mark after that.walked around and then took the mrt back to ang mo kio.went to 438 for awhile and then took a cab home.thats all,bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111564338582529445?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111564338582529445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111564338582529445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111564338582529445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111564338582529445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/05/went-to-watch-coach-carter-with.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111544475623313545</id><published>2005-05-07T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T13:45:56.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wee!!! exams are finally over! feel so good now. went to orchard yesterday with my classmates, walked around the whole place and took a neoprint. mark came along, brought me to his working place(he's promoter for iriver) at takashimaya, then to his friend's workplace, where i saw the alarm clock that i want, but it cost alot, like $70. it has like a 360degree projected and radio control or something, like when you go to some countries, the time will reset itself the the countries' time. cool eh? though it cost alot, but mark knows the superviser, so i get a discount!
and if buy iriver or headphones, i think also can get discount bah. anyway, after that he brought me to another of his friend's workplace, where they sell really expensive knife(not the cooking type, like swiss knife lah.). after that mark went back to 438 while i went to heeren to look for my friends. called to ask where they were, and they just said in heeren, but don't know what shop. i was like wtf? they got lost in heeren? went round the whole buiding looking for them. even had to borrow a phone from the public to call them. finally found them at minibits.  they fucking walk so fast lor. because they said that they hafta be home by 50.30 and if they walk slow, they have less things to see. i mean, we are in singapore! from ang mo kio to orchard is only a 20minutes mrt ride. what is there to worry? we live here all our lifes, we have plenty of time to look at the stuff man. not like we live in US or something. they wanted to like get 4 similar t-shirts so that we can all wear when we go out. BUT i dislike the disign they like. they like the cute-cute kinda stuff, while i like plain simple t-shirts. so too bad. in the end we bought this purse-tissue holder thingy. i think it's kinda stupid though, but nevermind. after that they became so frantic because they were gonna be late! left heeren and they walked even faster! oh my. walked all the way to taka again, and lost our way. how nice. went round the whole place looking for the mrt station. i was finally relieved when they found the way man. because by that time my leg fucking hurts! got to amk, went to 438 to look for mark because he left something with me and because i said i would go back. saw them play basketball. went to buy water with mark and weikang, though jian kai followed along, but went off after that. while at the lift of wei kang's blog, i spoilt kang's sling bag strap, and we could hear the sound, you know. after that went to another block and sat with mark and talked for awhile. then i went home and eat! and blah blah blah...thats all for the day. cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111544475623313545?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111544475623313545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111544475623313545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111544475623313545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111544475623313545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/05/wee-exams-are-finally-over-feel-so.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111528510157425269</id><published>2005-05-05T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T17:25:01.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO.haven't blogged for a few days already.4 exams down,1 left.yay.can't wait.anyway,got a new bag from 37degrees and 2 new shoes,1 from bata and one rebok.got my spetacles,ready by tomorrow probably,from paris miki.Got my eye on this nike sling bag.cost $50++.i need sponsor!!!(nick,how bout you?just $15 will do?) didn't study for chinese and home econs.chinese wasn't that bad,but home econs..sigh,never mind,its not important anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111528510157425269?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111528510157425269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111528510157425269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111528510157425269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111528510157425269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/05/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111478201142958641</id><published>2005-04-29T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T21:40:11.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what its like to be me
&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt,to feel lost
&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark
&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when your down
&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;With no one there to save you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;Im so lonely
&lt;br /&gt;Im miss. Lonely
&lt;br /&gt;I have nobody
&lt;br /&gt;To call my own boy
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&lt;br /&gt;sigh.never imagined myself feeling this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111478201142958641?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111478201142958641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111478201142958641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111478201142958641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111478201142958641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/04/you-dont-know-what-its-like-to-be-me.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111452745757456958</id><published>2005-04-26T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T22:57:37.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/2250/320/cc663865c16b6e85.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/2250/400/cc663865c16b6e85.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there,studying.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111452745757456958?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111452745757456958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111452745757456958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111452745757456958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111452745757456958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/04/therestudying.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111451905948898883</id><published>2005-04-26T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T20:37:39.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel fucking stressed right now. Exams are around the corner. Actually,it's next week. BUT its only three days...i have to remind myself that its OnLy three days...and after that it's over, i'm free! As for now, i better get my ass back to my work. I don't want to fail you know. Call me a nerd for the next few days, i don't care! And see who will be the one laughing when i get good results, &lt;em&gt;hopefully&lt;/em&gt;. Study people, stop fucking around already. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111451905948898883?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111451905948898883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111451905948898883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111451905948898883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111451905948898883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-feel-fucking-stressed-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111382605662023791</id><published>2005-04-18T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T20:07:36.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The day went well i guess.Got back 2 of the lit test papers.Passed one,failed one,lol.The paper test i got 10/20( passing mark is 12),essay test got 18/20.What is there to say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111382605662023791?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111382605662023791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111382605662023791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111382605662023791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111382605662023791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/04/day-went-well-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111365885263873260</id><published>2005-04-16T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T21:48:26.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up at 4pm today.Whoa,record breaking already.Meant to blog yesterday,but had to go to my relatives' house after school,and i only reached home at 12+,so there.School was boring,i think i flunked my chinese test,since i didn't manage to wake up at 10 again to study the day before,lol.Skipped the 'International Friendship Day' shit concert to go to Bukit Timah swimming complex for my yoe-man duty or whatever.Water-Polo competition!!!It was the finals,oh man,it was exicting for sure.And as i expected,many many good-looking guys were there,they were hot i tell you,and their bodies are simply......hehe.B Division Final:ACSI versus Hwa Chong Institution.HCI scored the first goal,but ACSI catches up soon with their 1st goal too,followed by their second and their third...ACSI won anyway,with a score of 5:4,it was a close match and very exicting. A Division:ACJC versus Hwa Chong JC...and the ACJC guys trashed the HCJC guys with a score of 12:7.Whoa,they were good.ACSI and ACJC guys were more good-looking then the HCI and HCJC guys also.haha.yeah,so overall,the champions of the A Division water-polo competion is ACJC,and the champions of the B and C Divisions are won by ACSI!!! Aren't they good?If only i have the courage to go up to any of them and ask for their numbers...sigh...but there was one ACSI guy i saw who wasn't in the water-polo team whom i liked alot,probably seen him somewhere before,maybe in ACS(br) when i went there for the carnival.Sigh...nevermind...if fate allows,i might see him again!Just see can already...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111365885263873260?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111365885263873260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111365885263873260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111365885263873260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111365885263873260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/04/woke-up-at-4pm-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111348337391993249</id><published>2005-04-14T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T20:59:52.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Only reached home at 1.45am last night,didn't get enough sleep,was fucking tired the whole day,practically slept through almost all the lessons.Saw a coffin at my relatives' house,WOW.I wonder how they can sleep in peace with a corpse at home.Am i being too mean?Completely flunk my science test,didn't even have time to study for it,sigh.After school went bowling with ryan,bao guang and kian wee.I totally sucked at it,but at least i got a few strikes,hehe.Doing some shit duty tomorrow at some swimming pool,forgot the name.Yeah,there will be a national water-polo competition,guys from different schools will be coming down for it.*WOOT* Good looking guys!!!I might find a boyfriend there yeah?haha...my desperate self is emerging once again...geez,i was just joking!We'r there to do duty,like,to keep the surporters away from the pool or something?I don't know.Gonna be in Full-uniform,hopefully it wouldn't be too hot,or else i'm gonna be so bloody roasted.Gonna study for my chinese test for now,i don't wanna fuck another test yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111348337391993249?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111348337391993249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111348337391993249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111348337391993249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111348337391993249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/04/only-reached-home-at-1.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111331241126171372</id><published>2005-04-12T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T21:32:09.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Even a girl like her got full marks!''...what the hell?I don't know whether thats a compliment or an insult,but it doesn't matter.What truely matters is that,YES,i got FULL-MARKS for my history test...fucking miracle must have been on my side on that day...3/4 of the class got distinction,that's something we all should be happy about...nafa 5 items test today...and i passed all!!!...Surprisingly...Yes this is such a good day...but unexpectally something unfortunate happened,in the afternoon,when i was in school...one of my relatives from my father side passed away...sigh...i must have been around nicky too much for the past few years,because i don't feel sad,not at all,just a little bit shocked when i heard the news...instead,i feel kind of uneasy and uncomfotable...what is wrong with me?what happened to the supposed-to-be emotional meixuan?...Okay,whatever,i don't know what i'm talking about anymore...hai~gotta start on my art soon...probably visiting my relatives tomorrow after school...gotta run,bye,cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111331241126171372?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111331241126171372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111331241126171372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111331241126171372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111331241126171372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/04/even-girl-like-her-got-full-marks.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111321172189417377</id><published>2005-04-11T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T18:04:38.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Went on a date with me,myself and i.In other words,alone.Btw,this is not the first time.Went to Bishan and decided to pamper myself abit,so i treated myself to a movie,popcorn and coke.(was supposed to try and save money!!!But whats a movie without popcorn?^^)The Pacifier,not sure whether theres a 'the',but it doesn't matter so much.The movie was funny shit,go catch it(it ain't oscar quality,but its the kind of movie you would want to just go,relax and enjoy,its hugely entertaining though).I was laughing so hard i couldn't breathe,fine maybe i'm exerggerating abit,lol.Just thinking of some of the scenes in the movie makes me want to laugh out loud,wtf?haha..okay enough bout that.Maybe i should get a boyfriend or something,or maybe end up like nick,getting a fling.(Nick dear,this is not an insult k)So that the next time i want to watch a movie,i wouldn't be watching it alone.Stupid,but true.LOL.Watching movies alone is kinda boring and lonely,and i'm so not looking forward to the next date with myself.Cousin(Hong Rui) coming back to Singapore again,going to the airport to fetch him later.Gotta run.
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&lt;br /&gt;We'r SEALs,and that's how we do it.
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111321172189417377?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111321172189417377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111321172189417377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111321172189417377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111321172189417377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/04/went-on-date-with-memyself-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111297175647357043</id><published>2005-04-08T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T22:49:16.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your my best friend,and i am your best friend too,but none of us act like one.
Yeah your right,i bitch about you alot behind your back.But what gives me so many things to bitch about you anyway?Your actions,your words.I'm not saying that your to blame when i bitch about you,it's partly my fault too,and that's my wrong.But if you never made me feel how you made me felt all the time,i wouldn't have anything to bitch about,unless it's about some other asshole though.You make me feel inferior to you,do you know that?I bet you don't.I know that alot of guys like you,but when i jokingly tell you that guys like me too,you tell me that they are probably desperate or something,or you just simple brush me off,like its nothing,so yours is something?And that's just one example.Yeah i know i shouldn't even give a shit about this kind of thing,it's childish of me to even care,i admit,but i have feelings too and i can't help it.Whether you meant it or not,it hurts to feel like nothing.Yes i ditched you on the phone many times for guys,and you don't.But even so,you ask them to hang up on me and stuff,so what's the difference?I would rather you hang up on me for guys,rather then get humiliated infront of you and your guy.Have i ever asked any guy to like insult you in your face or hang up on you?(that doesn't include nicky,thats a different case) you say what you want to say,but without knowing what others think.To you it might be bullshit,but to others it might not,like your relationship with jj.You were playing but he was serious(hey don't get me wrong,i still think he likes you for looks k,lol).Okay,forget about that.Anyway,i just wanted to say,quit smoking,it's bad for your health.Drink less(hey nick,you too!) and stop giving your number to strangers who ask for it on the street or anywhere else.To you it might seem like nothing,but what if something happens?You never know.Just because i'm pissed at you doesn't mean i don't care.But.what i really wanted to say was i'm sorry.Joe was right,getting pissed at you for such a long time doesn't solve anything,and we'll just continue having cold war.Once again,i'm sorry Anita...

[Since light travels faster than sound, people often appear bright until they open their mouth]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111297175647357043?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111297175647357043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111297175647357043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111297175647357043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111297175647357043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/04/your-my-best-friendand-i-am-your-best.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111296545665943311</id><published>2005-04-08T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T21:04:16.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>failed maths,8/23...!@#$%^&amp;*...forged my father's signature on my maths and history papers,since i'm such a coward and i didn't dare to show it to my parents,fear of death.Guess what i got for my home economics common test?38.5/40...what the hell?And i didn't even study!Ah fuck,if only i could get that kind of scores for my more important subjects,home-E ain't important to me at all,not gonna take it next year anyway.But its a good thing i got high marks LAH,can pull up my overall average,although it doesn't really make any difference.^_^;; Sigh,mid-year exams in a few weeks time,gotta study harder and start practicing more math,lol.I'm not a nerd k nicky,i just don't want to screw up my trip to Europe.*wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111296545665943311?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111296545665943311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111296545665943311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111296545665943311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111296545665943311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/04/failed-maths823.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111278954784867015</id><published>2005-04-06T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T20:12:27.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;more bad news then good news today.
&lt;br /&gt;good news is that i didn't get last in my 2.4
&lt;br /&gt;bad news is.......my 2.4 time is 20.30,i failed and it is alot worse then my timing last year,maybe cause i walked too much,...and i failed my history test,9/23...and my sitting arrangement in class changed,i'm stuck between one total nerd and one who speaks very softly and doesn't talk much,i think she's my dad's friend's daughter or something...darn,i'm dead...how am i going to survive?
&lt;br /&gt;Sigh,i think i'm gonna fail my 5 items too.
&lt;br /&gt;shit shit shit.
&lt;br /&gt;i know my pathetic
&lt;br /&gt;AH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111278954784867015?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111278954784867015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111278954784867015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111278954784867015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111278954784867015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/04/more-bad-news-then-good-news-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111268999324884897</id><published>2005-04-05T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T16:33:13.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Who comes first to your mind?
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&lt;br /&gt;There was this guy who loved two girls at the same time but he didn't know which one he loved more. Someone taught him. Ask yourself this question and answer it honestly : "When you are happy, which girl would you want to share your happiness with?"The one you think of is someone you love. Ask yourself another question and answer it honestly : "When you are sad, which girl you want to share your burden with?" The one you think of is also someone you love.
If you think of the same girl when you are happy &amp; sad, that's the most perfect. But if you don't think of the same girl, I would advise you to chose the one you are willing to share your sadness with. In life, there are more sorrows than happiness. There are too many people that you meet that you can share your happiness with, not necessary your lover.If you live your life happily, you can also enjoy it alone. In sadness, however, there are not many people willing to share your burden with you. If you are willing to tell someone your happiness, I am sure that person has got to be someone close &amp;amp; an understanding person to you. But it shouldn't stop there. If that person only thinks of you when she is happy, but looks for someone else when she is sad, this lover is too unstable, she doesn't treat you as someone she can spend the rest of her life with.
Of course, I will be very happy if I am the first person to share her happiness. But, if she is sad, I will be too willing to stay by her side and ease her pain. Only then, will I believe that I hold a very important position in her heart."
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&lt;br /&gt;If you are sad, who comes to your mind first?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111268999324884897?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111268999324884897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111268999324884897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111268999324884897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111268999324884897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/04/who-comes-first-to-your-mind-there-was.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111236525511477274</id><published>2005-04-01T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T22:32:08.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow,this week just feels so long,with all those test and revisions,but somehow,it seemed to flew by in a blink of an eye.Okay,what the hell?haha...Yesterday,one of my friends,R,invited me to lunch,was supposed to go Long John Silvers,but eventually we went to Pizza Hut,but that's not the point.The point is,he's different.I remember when i first knew him,he was a quiet guy who doesn't talk much,but now,he seems to be more open and have more things to talk about.In the past,when i talk to him,it's me asking questions while he just answering it.But now,it's him striking up conversations,and making me talk.Now,it's completely the other way round.It felt really good,for some reason,not because i like him or anything,but for the fact that he was having a real conversation with me,and not merely answering questions.I was like,what can cause such a big difference in someone?And he told me,it's because of his girlfriend.When i was listening i felt so jealous,and for a minute or two i wished i was in a relationship,i feel that all the time.At times your happy being single and free,but when you see the happiness in the faces of those who are in a relationship,you would wish that you are in one too,it's really ironic,but that's how i felt at that moment.&lt;p&gt;
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are many tears in the heart that never reaches the eyes.. but that doesn't mean there is no hurt/pain..."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111236525511477274?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111236525511477274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111236525511477274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111236525511477274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111236525511477274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/04/somehowthis-week-just-feels-so.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111227466956148916</id><published>2005-03-31T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T21:11:09.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I knew something like that was gonna happen,sooner or later,i just knew it.'Deyi Idol',what they call 'Inspiring Idol' or something like that.Whatever it was,it sounded stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111227466956148916?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111227466956148916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111227466956148916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111227466956148916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111227466956148916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-knew-something-like-that-was-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111210330704825022</id><published>2005-03-29T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T21:48:55.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Linked to some of my classmates,just for the fun of it.Totally screwed my history and maths tests...Got caught by police for jay-walking this morning.They say we'll be charged 20 bucks and they'll send some bullshit thingy to your house and you and your parents have to go to court to settle your fine,wtf?The OM came and see me and went ''...i'll try to put in a good word for you and hope that the police will forget about it,but you have to promise me to take the over-head bridge from now on...''Total bullshit,when do i ever listen?Not now,not ever.Fine,maybe,for the time being i'll take the over-head bridge,to be on the safe side,LOL.I can't believe this,i'm a coward.God Bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111210330704825022?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111210330704825022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111210330704825022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111210330704825022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111210330704825022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/03/linked-to-some-of-my-classmatesjust.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111201293429013829</id><published>2005-03-28T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T20:28:54.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!okay...calm down meixuan...breathe in,breathe out...k...i wanted to say something about &lt;strong&gt;HER &lt;/strong&gt;but since i promised nick not to bitch about her anymore,i shall drop that shit.Having tests everyday this week.Hopefully Peng will not come tomorrow...oh gawd give me one more day of peace,i'm screwed enough already.
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&lt;br /&gt;Found this on the net,kinda lame,but i hope it helps in brightening the mood here.So yeah,enjoy.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Always thought the original saying was, "If you love something, set it free. If it doesn't come back to you, it wasn't yours to begin with."
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;However, for the purposes of this test, let's use the proposed version. In which category do *you* fall?
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Old Version''&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you love somebody, Set him free...If he comes back, he's yours,If he doesn't, he never was....
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The New Versions"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pessimist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;If you love somebody, Set him free ...If he ever comes back, he's yours,If he doesn't, well, as expected, he never was.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Optimist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;If you love somebody, Set him free ...Don't worry, he will come back.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suspicious&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;If you love somebody, Set him free ...If he ever comes back, ask him why.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Impatient&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;If you love somebody, Set him free ...If he doesn't comes back within some time forget him&lt;/span&gt;.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Animal-Rights Activist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;If you love somebody, Set him free...In fact, all living creatures deserve to be free!!&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lawyers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;If you love somebody, Set him free...Clause 1a of Paragraph 13a-1 in the second amendment of the MatrimonialFreedom Act clearly states that...&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bill Gates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;If you love somebody, Set him free...If he comes back, I think we can charge him for re-installation fees and tell him that he's also going to get an upgrade.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Biologist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;If you love somebody, Set him free...He'll evolve.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Statistician&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;If you love somebody, Set him free...If he loves you, the probability of him coming back is high,If he doesn't, your relation was improbable anyway.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Schwarzenegger's Fan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;If you love somebody, Set him free...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HE'LL BE BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111201293429013829?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111201293429013829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111201293429013829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111201293429013829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111201293429013829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/03/fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuckokay.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111149294820789514</id><published>2005-03-22T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T20:02:28.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Been really really tired the whole day,but luckily,four of our subject teachers were absent ,which gave me plenty of time to sleep in class.You can say this only happens once in a thousand times,you don't usually get so many teachers absent on the same day eh?Anyway,enough bullshit about my shitty school life,tomorrow's anita's birthday..so..
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&lt;br /&gt;hApPy BiRtHdAy To YoU
&lt;br /&gt;HaPpY bIrThDaY tO yOu
&lt;br /&gt;hApPy BiRtHdAy To OuR dEaReSt AnItA
&lt;br /&gt;HaPpY bIrThDaY tO YOU!
&lt;br /&gt;XOXOX
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&lt;br /&gt;though i doubt she'll be reading this on her birthday but nevermind,i'll call her anyway.Too bad it's already school days,and besides i have courses so i can't celebrate with her.Sigh.But hopefully we can meet up on Nick's birthday?Which is on GoOd FrIdAy!!!Wee U wEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111149294820789514?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111149294820789514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111149294820789514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111149294820789514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111149294820789514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/03/been-really-really-tired-whole-daybut.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111130524542275408</id><published>2005-03-20T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T15:57:57.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp; Madness&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago, before the world was created and humans set foot on it for the first time, virtues and vices wandered bored, not knowing what to do.
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&lt;br /&gt;One day, they were all gathered and bored more than ever, when Ingenious had an idea, "Why don't we play hide and seek?" All of them liked the idea, and immediately the mad Madness shouted, "I want to count, I want to count!". Since no one else was crazy to seek for Madness, Madness leaned on a tree and started to count, "1, 2, 3.." And as Madness counted, the vices and virtues went hiding.
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&lt;br /&gt;Tenderness hung on the horn of the moon; Treason in a pile of garbage; Fondness curled up between the clouds; Lie said he would hide under a stone but he lied and hid at the bottom of the lake; Passion went to the center of the earth; Avarice entered a sack that he ended up breaking..
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&lt;br /&gt;And Madness continued to count, "79, 80, 81, 82.." All the vices and virtues were already hidden by then, except for Love, whom as undecided as he is, did not know where to hide. And this should not surprise us because we all know how difficult it is to hide Love. And Madness was already at "95, 96, 97.." and just at the moment when she arrived at hundred, Love jumped into a rosebush and there he hid.
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&lt;br /&gt;Madness shouted, "I'm coming! I'm coming!" and as she turned, the first one she saw was Laziness, thrown to her feet because he didn't have any energy to hide. Then she saw Tenderness in the horn of the Moon, and Lie at the bottom of the lake, and Passion in the center of the earth.. Discovering them one by one, finding all of them but one. Madness was getting desperate, unable to find the last missing one, until Envy, envious for not having been discovered, whispered to Madness, "You are lacking Love, and he is hiding in the rosebush."
Madness took a wooden pitchfork, and stabbed at the rosebush, and stabbed and stabbed, till a heartbreaking shout made her stop.. After the shout, Love came out covering his face with his hands, and from between his fingers run two threads of blood, out of his eyes.
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&lt;br /&gt;Madness who was anxious to find Love, had taken out Love's eyes with the pitchfork. "What have I done? what have I done?" she shouted. "I have left you blind! How can I repair it?" Love answered, "You can't restore my eyes. But if you want to do something for me, you could be my guide.."
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&lt;br /&gt;From that day on, Love is blind and is always accompanied by Madness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111130524542275408?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111130524542275408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111130524542275408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111130524542275408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111130524542275408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/03/love-avarice-entered-sack-that-he.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111114034395850485</id><published>2005-03-18T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T18:05:43.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've FINALLY changed the tagboard,and it took me a long time cause of its size and everything,so you people better tag ah...OR ELSE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111114034395850485?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111114034395850485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111114034395850485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111114034395850485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111114034395850485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/03/ive-finally-changed-tagboardand-it.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111107847725714773</id><published>2005-03-17T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T01:04:36.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i've not blogged for a long time and i have not changed the tag board,i'm sorry.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Though its the holidays,i have lots of holiday homework...and out of all the
homework,english is the stupidest.One is to write a journal entry on ''A World Without Ugly People'',which i have not done yet,and the other is to write a poem which expresses my feelings.
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&lt;br /&gt;And this,is my poem.
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&lt;br /&gt;''A Student's Life''
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;I go to school
&lt;br /&gt;Day by day
&lt;br /&gt;Tried to tolerate
&lt;br /&gt;But couldn't do
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;I fall asleep
&lt;br /&gt;You woke me up
&lt;br /&gt;I stared at you
&lt;br /&gt;You gave me a look
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;You give me work
&lt;br /&gt;I didnt do
&lt;br /&gt;You called my parents
&lt;br /&gt;And sent me to doom
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;I got into trouble
&lt;br /&gt;Because of you
&lt;br /&gt;You know i hate you
&lt;br /&gt;Because you hate me too
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&lt;br /&gt;Right,this is complete bullshit.Thought of it when i was bored.I'll try to get the tagboard done as soon as possible,so tag some comments bout my poem,and give me some ideas bout what to write for the stupid journal entry.If it isn't ready yet when you have comments for me,tell me online.And if i'm not online,send it to my email.
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&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************************************************** &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Next thing i wanna blog about is my birthday.
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all went well.Went out with nick,joe,jade and alan lee,anita came almost 5 hours late.Went for lunch,nick's treat.Then we went to cineleisure,nick,joe and alan went to play pool.Me and jade went walking around and played arcade cause i couldn't play pool cause i'm underage and look underage and Jade accompanied me.Went to lido,anita came after that.Watched Boogey Man,lol.Went for dinner at Dome.Joe and alan went home.Nick,anita and jade came to my house.Jade and nick went swimming,eventually me and anita ended up in the pool too,lol.After washing up and everything,we lied on my parent's bed and watched ''13 Going On 30''...supposed to watch either ''Darkness Falls'' or ''Juon2'' after that but they wanted to watch MTV,it was playing stupid songs and i feel asleep.Nick and anita
went to buy stuff at Esso after that and i and jade continued sleeping.When they came back wanted to watch Vcd again but they didn't know how to operate the thingy and i refused to wake up.In the end all of us went back to my room and continued sleeping.Me and jade slept throughout the night i think,and nick and anita kept waking up and sleeping,lol.Next morning they woke up real early and started cooking at my kitchen.Nick and jade left first cause jade's going school and nick's accompanying her.Me and anita used the com for awhile and decided to watch ''Darkness Falls'' after that but we fall asleep halfway while watching
the show.When we woke up we decided to watch Juon2.Then after that we used the com again i think and then Anita went home while i went to the airport to fetch my parents.
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&lt;br /&gt;i Cut short the post cause i'm running out of time.But it was a pleasant birthday though.
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&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:
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&lt;br /&gt;My classmates came over to do the science project.Alan lee came for awhile.The End.
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&lt;br /&gt;Today:
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&lt;br /&gt;Went to East Coast Park with some of my classmates,total 14 of them,4 boys and 10 girls.Went cycling for two hours.Realised it's actually quite easy to cycle with one hand and to stand up and cycle at the same time(i didn't know how to because i didn't dared to try in the past,lol),but couldn't do any stunts.Went to Coffee Bean,6 stamps already,haha.My friends went into the water,but i didn't.After they washed up we went to Mc Donald to have dinner.My parents came to fetch me.Went home,bathed,watched Tv,chat,do poem,blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111107847725714773?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111107847725714773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111107847725714773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111107847725714773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111107847725714773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-know-ive-not-blogged-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-111036993014451851</id><published>2005-03-09T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T20:05:30.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 MORE DAYS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-111036993014451851?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/111036993014451851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=111036993014451851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111036993014451851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/111036993014451851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/03/2-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-110939879228478710</id><published>2005-02-26T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T14:19:52.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised,every Saturday since school reopened,i never managed to wake up till 2 in the afternoon.Why?Too tired,i guess.Yup,because everyday some evil teachers who doesn't care about our well-being would just keep giving us homework!I admit,sometimes i go to the school early to copy,but hey!I'm not the only person who does that,i think at least 1/2 of the people in my class do that too!Plus,i don't know how,the teachers seem to be giving all the tests in the same week,though it's finally over already this week!But imagine,everytime you finished a test,you feel relieved and less stress,then you remember that you have other tests for the next few days,then you'll feel stressed again and think,oh shit,i haven't studied yet.But if the teachers are already giving us tests,they shouldn't be giving homework either!They should just let us concentrate on studying for our tests,and not add more work for us make us more confused.How on Earth can we cope with all the tests and homework all at the same time?It's tooooo much.Yeah sometimes the teacher gives less work when we're having tests,but think,every teacher giving a little bit adds up to alot,plus we still have CCAs,and the H.O.D of CCA says that we have to attend our CCAs or else we will be sent for detention.Ah gawd...saaavvvvveeeee meeeee!!!And now the only way to cheer myself up is to think...''2 more weeks...just 2 more weeks''...Yes,2 more weeks it will be the March holidays and of course,My BiRtHdAy!!!But still...2 more weeks...And besides,i'm sure the teachers will be giving us tons of holiday homework.But at least we don't have to attend school...which is good enough i guess.And for now,i gotta start on my homework...got tons to do...*cross fingers*Hopefully i manage to finish my homework,or else i hafta rush to school on monday morning to copy again...sigh...so yeah,ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-110939879228478710?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/110939879228478710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=110939879228478710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110939879228478710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110939879228478710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-realisedevery-saturday-since-school.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-110934400920121133</id><published>2005-02-25T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T23:06:49.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally,Friday!!!But sigh,i'm still loaded with piles of homework left undone,looks like i won't exactly get to enjoy the weekend...been really stressed-out lately and really pessimistic bout life,having lots of problems coming up...homework,friends,EVERYTHING!So much that my form teacher decided to talk to me.But really,whatever she said really made sense.I'm not gonna blog out everything she said,cause that's impossible,but there was one thing she said that really..i don't know..Anyway,as you all know,i don't really interact with the people in my class much,okay our relationships are better now but we aren't that close...while on the other hand,my relationship with a few selected primary school mates(nick,anita,chia,nigel,carren),fishy,burger,gan,joe ect ect are in a way,close.And because of that,i kept sticking to the old gang and don't really interact with my secondary school people.So that's the problem.It's like,i kept going round in circles...i never wanted to really make friends with people in school,or really let them know the real me.And beacause of that,whenever i'm having problems,i find myself naturally dialing the telephone numbers of the old gang.But what happens when they are not free?I'll be left all alone.Well sure we have a kinda close relationship,but what IF one day all my close friends choose to leave the circle?To try out new things,or to make new friends,instead of sticking around with me?And if they really do leave the circle,there's nothing i can do.And it seems to me that all of this is already happening...we are drifting apart...Nick's quite busy,nigel has been sleeping whenever i called him,carren has to cope with her own school life,i don't really talk to chia much,anita has chosen to hang out with people that she considered cool and good-looking(okay,maybe not),fishy only cares about anita,burger is well...busy?Gan has migrated,and joe,he has his own life to lead.It seems to me that,maybe i'm aleady left all alone in that circle.All Alone.And what do i do when i have problems?In a way,i confide to my blog.Lol,yeah this is stupid,but there is't really much i can do,can i?Yup,my form teacher told me that life goes on,i can stick to my old mates,but i really have to step out of the circle and know more people and make more friends.So that one day when i'm having a problem,i won't find myself confiding to a non-living thing.Its like,being kept in a room with all the things i want and need for many many years,i feel comfortable and happy in there.Then one day someone comes along and ask whether i want to leave the room and go out and explore,And I said no.But if i never stepped out of the room,how would i know that there are actually more beautiful  things outside,which will make me happier then before?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-110934400920121133?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/110934400920121133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=110934400920121133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110934400920121133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110934400920121133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/02/finallyfridaybut-sighim-still-loaded.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-110881873548342944</id><published>2005-02-19T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T18:55:19.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;My life is an illusion.Its like seeing a mirage in the middle of a desert.

&lt;br /&gt;I thought Fishy could be a close friend to me,i thought he's a good entertainer,i thought he's funny,i thought his jokes are funny,i thought he will never ignore me,i thought he doesn't judge people by looks,i thought he isn't bias over prettier girls,i thought he won't get horny,i thought he will never ever insult me to impress my prettier friend(like what nick used to do to me for anita),i thought he's different from the other guys,i thought i would never hate him.I thought of many many other things...I thought...But hell was i wrong.He's just like any other guys around the world.He judges people by looks,he's bias over prettier girls,he doesn't seem at all funny anymore,his jokes aren't amusing anymore(sometimes it's because they are horny jokes and i can't stand it),he's horny,yeah he's a good entertainer...in a way he makes fun of me to entertain dear anita...and he also ignored me so that he could talk to anita,and now...i'm starting to hate him!LOL...what a fool i am,i think fool doesn't even come close to my stupidity.Now talking to them(Fishy,anita and burger) is like hell,one conversation could turn my almost perfect day to become the worst day of my life.I don't know what to say to them anymore.To Anita,maybe.But to fishy and burger,it seems that everytime i talk to them,the more difficulty i have.I don't understand,is looks that important?Does looks really affect the way somebody treats another?It was all my fault.I shouldn't have added anita to fishy's conversation everytime she called me.If they never talked on the phone so much,they wouldn't have the idea of wanting to meet each other again,after three years...and if they never met,i wouldn't be treated this way.Everything would be the same.I would be treated equally.But i made a big mistake,and it was all my fault.Now with fishy around,i can't even insult anita abit.All i did was called anita an asshole,which is equivalent to nick calling me a bitch,and because of that,i got ''scolded''''Eh,don't call her names lah''And what happens when she called me names?And what happens when she asked him to hang up on me?What happens?He joined in to support anita in calling me names,and he did as anita asked him to.And even worst,he started all of that on the day they met.First he started on the armadilo thing,then he said something like ''Don't worry you don't belong to this cateogory'',refering to people who are pretty and whatever,though i know that he's just kidding,but still.Now when i call him,he asks me to call back when anita has called.He told me he will message burger to get him to call me to ask me to call back,but he never did.He just wanted to talk to anita.Everytime i called,i felt like a lampost.Fishy must be wishing that i'll hang up everytime i called,leaving him and anita alone,although he acts like he doesn't,it must be.lol.Not like that's not bad enough,even burger is giving me the cold shoulder sometimes.When i talked to him,he sounded pissed.He sounded like he doesn't want to talk to me ever again.Now all they care about is anita.When they were planning to go out,they only asked anita along.Then they go,''xuan you going not?''And i have to say ''you didn't even invite me'' and then he shuts up.It's like he doesn't want me to go at all.haha..and i don't want to go uninvited either.I felt unwanted now.I told him that maybe i should go and find some other group to hang out with,and i so wished that he would at least say something nice...but no,he said i can be childish for all he cares.How do you expect me to respond to that?And so i shut up.After a long while he finally realises that i'm not talking,he asked me talk,but when i didn't he just stopped and carry on talking to anita.See?My presence isn't important at all.Whether i'm there or not doesn't make a difference.Because he only wants to talk to anita.i am unwanted.I wanted to say bye,but i didn't know how,and so i hung up.I bet he must be complaining about my manners after he realised i hung up to anita,saying how bad i am for not even saying a bye to them when i hung up,saying i am giving them attitude.I wanted to,but i don't know how.Anyway,whether i said bye or not,he must be very happy.No more meixuan,no more lamposts.Then he can continue talking lovey dovey to anita.I thought that everytime i needed someone to talk to,whether it's because i'm depressed,stressed,bored or sad,i could call fishy and i'll know that he'll be there for me,but i was wrong.He will never be there for me anymore,he'll only be there for anita.All these years...i'm always the victim.First nicky,then fishy,even burger.Lol.I know i'm ugly and fat and stupid and i can't be compared to anita in anyway,but do they have to treat me that way?Whether i'm ugly,fat or stupid,i have feelings too.And getting humiliated that way all the time doesn't feel very good.It never does.The only reason why i tolerated with them was because i didn't want to lose them,as a friend.But still,what Daniel said to me the other night was right,i shouldn't just let them push me around.But what could i do?I'm only one person,while there are always people out there for anita.Yeah anita is my bestie,but sometimes i wonder,is she really my true friend?Nick is right,i'm naive and gullible,and sometimes easily bullied.I don't expect them to treat me like a princess,or give in to whatever i want,all i want is for them to treat me equally,is that so much to ask for?Deep inside me,i wish that one of them would actually read this post,and realise how much hurt they've given me.But i know that this wish will never come true,because they will never visit my blog.Like nick said,my blog is boring,it's about my life,nothing interesting.Besides,it has been proven to me already.Nobody visits my blog anymore.Nobody tags my blog anymore.Nobody.I feel as if all my close friends are leaving me one by one.But all i want is a few close friends whom i can talk to whenever i need them,not a large gruop of friends who always disappear.Is that so much to ask for?Why does this kinda things always happens to me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-110881873548342944?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/110881873548342944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=110881873548342944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110881873548342944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110881873548342944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-life-is-illusion.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-110881649093386450</id><published>2005-02-19T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T20:34:50.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;[Friend]-Kaitlyn
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&lt;br /&gt;I like to be around you
&lt;br /&gt;When your not trying to be somebody
&lt;br /&gt;And i like to hang with you
&lt;br /&gt;Talk about whatever we talk about
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&lt;br /&gt;I dont care where we go
&lt;br /&gt;What we do
&lt;br /&gt;Who you know
&lt;br /&gt;What you wear
&lt;br /&gt;Or if your hair is blue or purple or pink
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;You dont have to be cool
&lt;br /&gt;Dont have to be smart
&lt;br /&gt;Dont need to know everything all the time
&lt;br /&gt;Its alright if your a little bit out of it
&lt;br /&gt;I dont care i just wanna be your friend
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;I like to go to the mall
&lt;br /&gt;And walk around with you laughing out loud
&lt;br /&gt;And you like to go up to people
&lt;br /&gt;And tell them your cousin is somebody famous
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Dont care who we see
&lt;br /&gt;What they say
&lt;br /&gt;You and me we'll be ok
&lt;br /&gt;If we dont get caught by security
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;ou dont have to be cool
&lt;br /&gt;ont have to be smart
&lt;br /&gt;Dont need to know everything all the time
&lt;br /&gt;Its alright if your a little bit out of it
&lt;br /&gt;I dont care i just wanna be your friend
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;I tell you what i dont tell any one else
&lt;br /&gt;Just having you here you no where
&lt;br /&gt;Helps me
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;You dont have to be cool
&lt;br /&gt;Dont have to be smart
&lt;br /&gt;Dont have to know everything all the time
&lt;br /&gt;Dont have to be tough
&lt;br /&gt;Dont have to be cute
&lt;br /&gt;Dont neeed to know anything any time
&lt;br /&gt;Its alright if your a little bit out of it
&lt;br /&gt;I dont care I just wanna be
&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna be your friend
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Dont have to be cool
&lt;br /&gt;Dont have to be smart
&lt;br /&gt;Dont have to be tough
&lt;br /&gt;Dont have to be cute
&lt;br /&gt;Dont need to know everything all the time
&lt;br /&gt;Anything any time
&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be your frined
&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be your friend
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;I like to be around you when your not trying to be somebody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-110881649093386450?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/110881649093386450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=110881649093386450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110881649093386450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110881649093386450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/02/friend-kaitlyn-i-like-to-be-around-you.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-110862920772924922</id><published>2005-02-17T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T16:33:27.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stayed up till 2am last night to do my home econs (and art),and what did i classmates told me this morning when i came to class?The home econs thing only has to be passed up next friday.Oh how nice,stupid me.Ah well,at least i finished most of my art work.Had science test today,didn't study for it at all.Wanted to flip through the textbook in the morning but i was too tired so i fell asleep.Literature was fun.Maths teacher suddenly gave a surprise quiz,my mind went blank the moment i see the questions on the paper,i couldn't do any of it,gonna fail this time,sigh.At least my art teacher didn't scold me this lesson and english is just a reading period.After school the whole sec2 level had to go to the hall for spot check on attire and hair.The dumbass discipline teacher says that we have to bring home all our books and we're not allowed to leave any books under the table and books are only allowed to be in the cardboard if the subject teacher allows.Fuck him.We are in secondary school,not primary.Primary school students only have 4 subjects,at most 5.But we have 12 subject,plus,each of our text book can be double,or even triple,the size of a primary school text book.Though not all the books are as heavy,but when you put them together it will weigh alot.They also said that if 3 of us,any of us,are caught with our uniform tucked out/folded in,the whole sec2 level has too stay back and do detention.Bullshit,he must be retarted i swear.What is wrong with him?Ergh.They did a spot-check on us.My hair was okay,but they think my socks are too short.Lol,they weren't even ankle damn it.After all those bullshitting,we all went back to class to clear everything.We put all the books we didn't want to bring home into the cardboard.When there isn't anymore space,we hide it behind the shelfs in our class.Put all the art materials in the shelf and covered it with clothe,supposed to be our curtain.How beautifully done.Lol.Went to the library after that and saw the one good-looking guy i always look at in school,not all the time though,don't see him often,he's sec4,he doesn't know me,and neither do i know him.I think he has a girlfriend already,how sad.Went back to class after that to get my bag to go home,went to the bubble tea shop to get blue coral,has been drinking that since P5,to me,its addictive.Only my maid's home,got her to fry egg and french fries for me for lunch.Supposed to be doing my homework,but ended up blogging...haha...ok,that's all for today.Till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-110862920772924922?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/110862920772924922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=110862920772924922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110862920772924922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110862920772924922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/02/stayed-up-till-2am-last-night-to-do-my.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-110855320938748326</id><published>2005-02-16T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T19:26:49.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't study for my Geography test today...but PHEW!The test was postponed,cause the papers are not ready yet,what a relieve.The day was okay,i guess.Flu getting better,but still have a little bit of cough.When i was walking to the bus-stop,saw kang and his friend.A very very cute boy,thought he was sec1,but he was sec3,lol.He's like,1cm shorter then me..haha..but still very cute lah..lol...have a very funny name also,Alistar.Reach home at 5.30,was supposed to do my art and home econs,but ended up falling asleep.My bed is irresistable,so yeah.lol.Parents not back yet,so no dinner...Friendster not working...Alan wrote me a testi but somehow i couldn't accept.Idiot.ergh...Having a science test tommorow,but i ''forgot'' to bring back the textbook,Anyway it's an easy topic,so nevermind.Having home econs practical test this friday,have no idea what to cook man..gonna fail..yeah..haha..

&lt;br /&gt;P.S Hey you people tag my board leh or else next time i don't blog le since nobody reads it anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-110855320938748326?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/110855320938748326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=110855320938748326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110855320938748326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110855320938748326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/02/didnt-study-for-my-geography-test.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-110839064593101273</id><published>2005-02-14T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T22:17:25.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not a very good valentine this year,sigh.The day started out badly also...down with flu,cough and a little bit of sore throat...not good at all.School sucks also...okay fine,i got sweets and chocolates from my school mates...but still.Felt really sick and tired,was sneezing the whole time.Had to stay back to do art,but the teacher let me off early though.Supposed to meet nick,but no time.Didn't expect him to wait for me for 3 hours(according to him).I'm sorry nick.Stayed in school the whole time.Played basketball and volleyball,hoping that maybe i'll get well,but no luck.Still suffering...god i hate flu!!!Ergh...Ah well,just my luck.Hopefully next year would be better.Sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-110839064593101273?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/110839064593101273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=110839064593101273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110839064593101273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110839064593101273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/02/not-very-good-valentine-this-yearsigh.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-110830045240328611</id><published>2005-02-13T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T21:14:12.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's valentines day,looks like i gotta celebrate it alone.Yeah,supposed to meet up with nick and chia at coffee bean but not sure whether i could make it or not,cause got np.Every valentines day,i wonder whether i'll receive any presents,but unfortunately,no.No chocolates,no flowers,nothing!Sigh,just my luck.Being single rocks,but at times like this,you would wish you were attached.ok fine,maybe not you,but me.haha...yeah,that's all for today then.

&lt;br /&gt;hApPy VaLeNtInEs DaY yOu GuYs!!!

&lt;br /&gt;Have a great time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-110830045240328611?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/110830045240328611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=110830045240328611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110830045240328611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110830045240328611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/02/tomorrows-valentines-daylooks-like-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-110813877882084026</id><published>2005-02-12T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T00:19:38.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;ni yue xiang wang ji yi ge ren,qi shi ni yue hui ji de ta.Ren de fan nao jiu shi ji xing tai hao,ru guo ke yi ba shuo you de shi dou wang diao,yi hou mei yi ri dou shi xin de kai shi,ni shuo duo hao?
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;The more you try to forget someone,the more you will remember them.The problem with humans is that we have too good a memory.If we can forget everything,then everyday will be a new begining,isn't that good?
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&lt;br /&gt;hehe...yeah i know this is kinda dumb...but whatever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-110813877882084026?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/110813877882084026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=110813877882084026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110813877882084026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110813877882084026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/02/ni-yue-xiang-wang-ji-yi-ge-renqi-shi.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-110787362990151460</id><published>2005-02-08T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T22:40:29.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR DARLINGS!!!^^
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;hehe...went back to fuhua today...finally got to see Mr.Suraj...he's still the same,maybe a little bit fatter...hehe...but still the same...saw Mr.Tan also(p6 chinese teacher)...he remembered me,but forgot my name...lol...waited for 2hrs for nick/nigel...got joe to come down and pei wo for awhile...he looks the same,but thinner...after don't know how long nick finally appeared...took a taxi with him to jurong point...had lunch there,mee pok or something...then when we were at Mc Cafe,chia finally came...walked around and look at stuff for one hour plus...then went to watch constantine...quite crappy but still a good show i guess...yeah...i think thats all man...hehe...wish you guys get alot of red packet then give me a share!!!lol  ^^
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-110787362990151460?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/110787362990151460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=110787362990151460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110787362990151460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110787362990151460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-chinese-new-year-darlings-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-110760852755188309</id><published>2005-02-05T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T21:02:07.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My form teacher thinks i'm stressed/sad and wants to have a talk with me,lol.
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-110760852755188309?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/110760852755188309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=110760852755188309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110760852755188309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110760852755188309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-form-teacher-thinks-im-stressedsad.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-110717715482183667</id><published>2005-01-31T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T21:12:34.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life was okay,school was great,but i'm depressed.Have been munching on oreo Os lately whenever i'm pissed/sad until i run out of them,and now,crunchie.How funny how your mood can affect your appetite huh?During the december holidays,i ate like an apple for lunch everyday,but that was because i won't burn off much calories since i stay home most of the time.But now,i eat double the amount of food i used to eat and can still feel hungry.I don't exercise,not at all,i don't even go to 438 that often to play basketball anymore,and P.E is only twice a week 30minutes each,how much calories can it burn?Even now,only 30minutes after i just had my dinner,i'm feeling hungry already.Apart from that,i don't really know what i'm thinking of anymore.I can't concentrate on my work at all.My mind is totally blank.
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-110717715482183667?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/110717715482183667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=110717715482183667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110717715482183667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110717715482183667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/01/life-was-okayschool-was-greatbut-im.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-110700141418903343</id><published>2005-01-29T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T20:23:34.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like him,i hate him.Ironic,isn't it?That's my life,too bad.Wish i'm my despo self,at least i'll be happy,instead of getting praranoid at every singe thing.Spent almost the whole day sleeping and still feeling tired.Sigh.I don't know what to say anymore.Ergh.
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-110700141418903343?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/110700141418903343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=110700141418903343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110700141418903343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110700141418903343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-like-himi-hate-him.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-110647460825925012</id><published>2005-01-23T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T18:03:28.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/2250/320/ah...prince%20charming.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/2250/400/ah...prince%20charming.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prince charming...i wish ah!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-110647460825925012?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/110647460825925012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=110647460825925012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110647460825925012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110647460825925012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-prince-charming.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7953603.post-110647455129257592</id><published>2005-01-23T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T18:02:31.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/2250/320/lovely3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/70/2250/400/lovely3.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7953603-110647455129257592?l=thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/feeds/110647455129257592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7953603&amp;postID=110647455129257592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110647455129257592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7953603/posts/default/110647455129257592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsofalonelymind.blogspot.com/2005/01/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>mx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11588975768180299309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
