<?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-37657565</id><updated>2011-07-08T11:24:30.706+08:00</updated><category term='slc'/><category term='lame as usual'/><category term='time for a show :)'/><title type='text'>falala</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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>374</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37657565.post-4580240310649183313</id><published>2010-06-18T10:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T10:40:57.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK so this blog has been abandoned for about two months.&lt;br /&gt;Yada yada, la la la.&lt;br /&gt;What's really important (albeit two days late -_-) is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;DAD IS HOME FOR GOOD YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;oh snap, blocks.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-4580240310649183313?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/4580240310649183313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=4580240310649183313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4580240310649183313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4580240310649183313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2010/06/ok-so-this-blog-has-been-abandoned-for.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-7981978869771264465</id><published>2010-04-16T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T23:38:33.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My first A in Hwa Chong.&lt;br /&gt;다행이다.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOUUUUU to Charis, Qiao Yan, Brandon and Chris :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;And Miss Wang too~ ^^;&lt;br /&gt;*pop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my percentile rankings end with a 1.&lt;br /&gt;Except Chem.&lt;br /&gt;Anomalous result O:&lt;br /&gt;(in more ways than one. Name a significant source of error?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH I just realised they included the PW grade in ISP!&lt;br /&gt;OK lah make me feel good for once. There's finally an A in my ISP results, rejoice people, rejoice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*self-congratulatory ceremony*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zGVf-IqW6lQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zGVf-IqW6lQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently VERY addicted to this song.&lt;br /&gt;그럴 겁니다... 잊을 겁니다 (I Will Forget You) by CN Blue.&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics are simple but pretty sad :|&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\^O^/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-7981978869771264465?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/7981978869771264465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=7981978869771264465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/7981978869771264465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/7981978869771264465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-first-in-hwa-chong.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-8329778610358146791</id><published>2010-04-10T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T01:42:37.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL dead blog is dead o_O&lt;br /&gt;Just... nothing interesting to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;I could flood this page with emo rants, yes, but no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good now because my phone revived itself today :D&lt;br /&gt;It died last night and I had to use my dad's old handset instead.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't SMS properly because I'm too used to Nokia's keypad -_-&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAND I forgot to reset the time on my dad's old handset.&lt;br /&gt;Which resulted in me waking up five or six minutes later than usual.&lt;br /&gt;Which resulted in me missing my bus to the interchange.&lt;br /&gt;Which resulted in me taking the almost-guaranteed-you-will-be-late bus to school.&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I decided to follow the guys who were sprinting from the bus stop anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Sprinted like mad and skidded to a halt right behind Shi Ing.&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BARIS SEDIA&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I WAS ON TIME. REJOICE, PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE, 2.4km -_-&lt;br /&gt;Not bad I think. Considering I haven't been running for... how long alr? o_O&lt;br /&gt;There were these two guys that I kept passing / kept passing me towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;Thing is, both of them are tall, not buff *cough*, fair-skinned (quite white actually, and rather disturbingly so), bespectacled, and have about the same hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;It felt strange because I'd pass the first guy, then I'd pass the second one and think "Didn't I just pass this dude, like, a while ago?"&lt;br /&gt;Then to complicate matters, it seems they didn't want to lose out to me or something, because they BOTH ran past me again. To compound my confusion &gt;_____&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I can't remember who passed who lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm that superficial, yes, but today's the best I've felt in a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;, I feel like I'm something again.&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's just 1 out of 4 essays to be collected back @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was extremely wet, I couldn't even see out of the window on the bus due to a waterfall on the glass that lasted the whole frigging journey home &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily it wasn't raining when I walked from the bus stop to my block though 8D&lt;br /&gt;Neither was it raining when I walked from home to the bus stop to go out again~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the train I was standing opposite this dude who was bitching (yes, BITCHING, I kid you not) about his colleague to another colleague.&lt;br /&gt;By the time I got off the train, I was perfectly ready to bitch about him.&lt;br /&gt;But no, I didn't. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Partly because I had no bitching partner.&lt;br /&gt;OOPS :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired now yo.&lt;br /&gt;*falls asleep*&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ I FEEL MUSCLE ACHES COMING T_T&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-8329778610358146791?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/8329778610358146791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=8329778610358146791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8329778610358146791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8329778610358146791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2010/04/lol-dead-blog-is-dead-oo-just.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-4958633736454390198</id><published>2010-03-23T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T21:51:16.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think Math makes me murderous. Alliteration not altogether unintended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invasion of the ginormous flying ants tonight on my bedroom light D:&lt;br /&gt;So I grabbed a chair, stood on it and baygon-ed the light.&lt;br /&gt;Because the positioning of furniture in my room sucks, THE DEAD FLIES ALL FELL ON MY BED *cries*&lt;br /&gt;So I swept them all off into the dustbin.&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised some of them were still moving D:&lt;br /&gt;So I baygon-ed my dustbin LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's about as interesting as my life gets.&lt;br /&gt;Unless you count ninja-ing around NYJC to return Yinyee her GC -_-;;&lt;br /&gt;I want to change blogskin but I'm lazy to go look &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;siann ttm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-4958633736454390198?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/4958633736454390198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=4958633736454390198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4958633736454390198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4958633736454390198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-think-math-makes-me-murderous.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-8608595582695619133</id><published>2010-03-11T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T17:22:45.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Post post post before I go off to maroon myself in the undercurrents of this seaweed-laden stretch of water somewhere in the West Indies :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be utterly random and highly unrelated to exams btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think to fully appreciate what people would find beautiful/attractive/appealing about Singapore, you have to explore it from a tourist's point of view.&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days back I went to slack around after school, fully displaying my rebellious tendencies by refusing to study (I'M SORRY OKAY D:)&lt;br /&gt;And I kind of saw downtown area in a different light.&lt;br /&gt;This is quite a pretty place &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Excepting the dumbass weather which got my friend and I stuck under a bridge waiting for the rain to stop. And sorely tempted us to buy Starbucks (but we didn't, please be proud of us :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sneak peek into the Journey of Donald Duck (yes, you read that right. Donald Duck.)&lt;br /&gt;He had fun at the Merlion Park ^_^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.tinypic.com/vzwyts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/vzwyts.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK bye LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Antoinette and her fragmented state of mind await me.&lt;br /&gt;Possibly mirroring what is soon to become of my own state of mind, perhaps in a gilt frame...&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I SHOULD REALLY GO NOW. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baiii~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-8608595582695619133?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/8608595582695619133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=8608595582695619133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8608595582695619133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8608595582695619133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-post-post-before-i-go-off-to.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.tinypic.com/vzwyts_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37657565.post-6541273745089246994</id><published>2010-03-08T01:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T01:14:29.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't want to think about you.&lt;br /&gt;But everything's just out to remind me of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-6541273745089246994?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/6541273745089246994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=6541273745089246994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/6541273745089246994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/6541273745089246994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-dont-want-to-think-about-you.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-5024217290091666304</id><published>2010-02-25T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T00:33:57.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK so this is pretty cool - I just found the "Pastor Rony Tan blasting Buddhism" series of videos.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't make up that name LOL, it's the title! With 4 parts to boot.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help feeling a little slow, but better late than never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing much to say, really.&lt;br /&gt;The video speaks for itself. Quite literally. In no uncertain terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting choice of characters picked to represent the community being targeted though.&lt;br /&gt;Already the image that is intended to be portrayed to the audience is evident in the choice of character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cool, pretty cool - that place's near my house too, I've been living near the place for several years now.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I might have seen him eating at the food court nearby some evenings O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digress - or maybe there was simply no point to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting videos xD&lt;br /&gt;For the incredibly bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EIrtk5V_t-Q&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EIrtk5V_t-Q&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boomz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-5024217290091666304?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/5024217290091666304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=5024217290091666304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5024217290091666304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5024217290091666304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2010/02/ok-so-this-is-pretty-cool-i-just-found.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-1800231346867284146</id><published>2010-02-24T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T00:40:48.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks, now I'm re-addicted to 만약에 &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawrr.&lt;br /&gt;My sleeping hours are being screwed up because I keep falling asleep during the day when I get back home.&lt;br /&gt;It's past midnight again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm more addicted to ☆★☆ now though xD&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to embed ._.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_r1VukkIDuE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ omg it's damn late.&lt;br /&gt;*dives into bed*&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-1800231346867284146?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/1800231346867284146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=1800231346867284146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/1800231346867284146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/1800231346867284146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2010/02/thanks-now-im-re-addicted-to-rawrr.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-5080244265532383387</id><published>2010-02-20T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T02:14:51.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I forgot to take my ez-link card back from the college reception today -_-;;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm planning to go anywhere this weekend, but I just feel insecure LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-5080244265532383387?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37657565.post-739378584259271307</id><published>2010-02-11T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T21:16:24.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>louisa//                     멀어진 네 등 뒤로; iloveyou. says:&lt;br /&gt;*pokepoke* what'd i miss today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne: i am weak but He is strong! says:&lt;br /&gt;yooo!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA MEEEE :D&lt;br /&gt;okok i shall stop being narcissist (like you xP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT DID I DO. O_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne: i am weak but He is strong! says:&lt;br /&gt;eh tell me honestly why do you all keep on teasing us! i mean it's not like we really seem like we're together what right -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she thinks. ^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;마음이 편하게 할 수 있도록 그를 잊어봐.&lt;br /&gt;울지마, 아프지마, 슬프지마.&lt;br /&gt;*걱정*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-739378584259271307?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/739378584259271307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=739378584259271307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/739378584259271307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/739378584259271307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2010/02/louisa-iloveyou.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-2178696208092646563</id><published>2010-02-07T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T23:10:37.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Does the not-eating-after-7-pm-helps-you-to-lose-weight thing actually work, I wonder?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;I feel fat LOL xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived too late back in school to see the Apollo perf! :(&lt;br /&gt;Some of the performances were facepalm-worthy LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;Pokemon made me laugh lots HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw Apollo's fac dance vid! O:&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou jiayou :3&lt;br /&gt;Ohoho I'm in a weird mood -_-;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campfire was fun XDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel like a J1 again... particularly because I lost touch with all the mass dances LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of 08, 09 and 10S77 together is pretty awesome :3&lt;br /&gt;The human chain was damn hilarious lol I think me Shi Ing and Zi Jin fell over a bag xP&lt;br /&gt;LOL the juniors didn't know what happened when the guys in 09S77 ran off!&lt;br /&gt;Then we were all like "GO GO GO GOOOOOOOOO" and then they still stoned, so we ran after the guys first XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what else I wanted to say -_-;;&lt;br /&gt;Hurr nvm.&lt;br /&gt;If the bus driver makes me late again tomorrow, I WILL kill him.&lt;br /&gt;*prepares parang* D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a nightmare of me being late (with Joanne, and I don't even know why)&lt;br /&gt;And then our Complex Numbers lecturer wanted to see me D8&lt;br /&gt;So I went to see him after morning assembly.&lt;br /&gt;And got lost somewhere at the back of the canteen, which is some totally foreign place O_o&lt;br /&gt;So just when I was all "Oh crap I'm going to get into even more trouble now"...&lt;br /&gt;I woke up. -_-;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-2178696208092646563?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/2178696208092646563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=2178696208092646563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/2178696208092646563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/2178696208092646563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2010/02/does-not-eating-after-7-pm-helps-you-to.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-7890034865240129869</id><published>2010-02-05T00:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T00:44:21.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The limit of one's language is the limit of one's world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been coming home late almost every day this week @_@&lt;br /&gt;힝.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday (♥ x infinity!) and tomorrow are probably going to be the only days I'm happy about it. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And...&lt;br /&gt;I just had to say this~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as you think the fishes in the sea aren't good enough for you,&lt;br /&gt;I think you look like plankton xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/33yknbn.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-7890034865240129869?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/7890034865240129869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=7890034865240129869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/7890034865240129869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/7890034865240129869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2010/02/limit-of-ones-language-is-limit-of-ones.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/33yknbn_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37657565.post-2514988721391759186</id><published>2010-01-23T18:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T18:42:37.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What do guys like to get as a present? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-2514988721391759186?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/2514988721391759186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=2514988721391759186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/2514988721391759186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/2514988721391759186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-do-guys-like-to-get-as-present.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-5725099280794845839</id><published>2010-01-20T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T23:15:59.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reading Qiao Yan's blog totally reminded me of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much to Joanne's chagrin, the only thing I've been able to remember from the Paper 5 lecture notes is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"To dash ... [is] used as a euphemism for 'damn', or as a kind of verbal imprecation".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one stanza from 520, to illustrate my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From:&lt;br /&gt;I started Early - Took my Dog -&lt;br /&gt;And visited the Sea -&lt;br /&gt;The Mermaids in the Basement&lt;br /&gt;Came out to look at me -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;br /&gt;I started Early (damn!) Took my Dog (damn!)&lt;br /&gt;And visited the Sea (damn!)&lt;br /&gt;The Mermaids in the Basement&lt;br /&gt;Came out to look at me (damn!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, certainly the grammatical structure is a bit odd now (shouldn't the first two lines go like "I started damn early, took my damn dog and visited the damn sea?)&lt;br /&gt;But LOL I'M SORRY JOANNE (if you read this.)&lt;br /&gt;Naturally the dash has a multitude of other uses, but this is the one I remember the most. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zi Yan's potato story far pwns my ~damn dog at the damn sea~ story though. Go read go read! Qiao Yan's blog at the side~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you were coming in the Fall,&lt;br /&gt;I'd brush the Summer by&lt;br /&gt;With half a smile, and half a spurn,&lt;br /&gt;As Housewives do, a Fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in the fall, not in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;십일후로.&lt;br /&gt;떨려요 ㅠㅠㅠ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-5725099280794845839?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/5725099280794845839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=5725099280794845839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5725099280794845839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5725099280794845839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2010/01/reading-qiao-yans-blog-totally-reminded.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-1023226305093274271</id><published>2010-01-13T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:24:31.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Into the valley of death rode the six hundred (or so people who have either called to look for my Dad or called my mobile to look for my Mum).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should make my voice chipmunky over the phone in future.&lt;br /&gt;So that I won't get things like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Is this Mrs Lee I'm speaking to?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAAAAAAAAAAAT!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A-Are you Mrs Lee?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-1023226305093274271?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/1023226305093274271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=1023226305093274271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/1023226305093274271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/1023226305093274271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2010/01/into-valley-of-death-rode-six-hundred.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-587950235237407444</id><published>2010-01-05T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T23:12:42.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One of the things I miss most about S77 is talking to them.&lt;br /&gt;Caleb drops a bombshell like it's nothing, but the name means EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;OK so I think my reaction was the funniest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know him, you will soon.&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*runs for cover*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-587950235237407444?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/587950235237407444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=587950235237407444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/587950235237407444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/587950235237407444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-of-things-i-miss-most-about-s77-is.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-6689117904652494587</id><published>2010-01-04T12:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T12:41:37.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Belated Happy New Year ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is boring as usual.&lt;br /&gt;I found it amusing when my mother preferred to watch the MBC Gayo Daejun programme with me rather than the countdown shows that were showing on local TV.&lt;br /&gt;Even she thinks their Sorry Sorry &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;attempt&lt;/span&gt; (note, attempt, not performance) was screwed. ^o^&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I spent the last few moments of 2009 and the first few moments of 2010 watching the Brown Eyed Girls performing while on the TV programme outside, Gurmit Singh was roaring his lungs out or something. I don't even know. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL I want lollipops :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry and Mum's cooking chicken rice later.&lt;br /&gt;That's always good news :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*glances back to homework*&lt;br /&gt;Um. I'll be going now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUDE THIS BLOG IS SO BORING I CAN'T STAND IT :/&lt;br /&gt;*shuffles away*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-6689117904652494587?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/6689117904652494587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=6689117904652494587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/6689117904652494587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/6689117904652494587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2010/01/belated-happy-new-year-life-is-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-8365823783775368854</id><published>2009-12-25T03:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T03:16:21.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Santa,&lt;br /&gt;I am not liking the "bomb" you dropped me for a present this Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for keeping my Christmas bomb-free as in, no explosions or rocket firing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know how to voice out my dissatisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just don't want to leave my fandom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and promises to be a good girl next year,&lt;br /&gt;Louisa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-8365823783775368854?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/8365823783775368854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=8365823783775368854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8365823783775368854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8365823783775368854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/12/dear-santa-i-am-not-liking-bomb-you.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-8451301010240300203</id><published>2009-12-23T04:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T05:08:51.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;Please be proud of me because I managed to navigate Blogger in Hebrew O:&lt;br /&gt;(No, I didn't learn to read it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading the tags reminded me of something my mother encountered when she first went overseas.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently she heard some Singaporean-accented English coming from a group of people.&lt;br /&gt;So she went up to them and said: "Hi, excuse me, are you from Singapore?"&lt;br /&gt;Their response was epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah O: Are you from Korea?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother's face, as she re-enacted...&lt;br /&gt;:D =&gt; ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I met my dad and I think he fattened up from the last time I saw him @_@&lt;br /&gt;Shhhh.&lt;br /&gt;We visited our old house in France (that's where the pictures in the previous post were from - specifically, Parc d'Sceaux in the flower and bubbles one) in the little suburb of Antony~~&lt;br /&gt;The hedge used to be twice my height - now I'm twice its height.&lt;br /&gt;Wowza, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this WEIRDDD encounter in Europe k. @_@&lt;br /&gt;While walking down a street at night, looking for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;Most of the shops were closed and their windows shut.&lt;br /&gt;However, there was one shop ahead that had its window open.&lt;br /&gt;Out of curiosity, I turned and looked in.&lt;br /&gt;My immediate reaction was:&lt;br /&gt;"... OHMYGAWD." *walks away quickly*&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story is to NEVER assume that all open shop windows are innocent -_-&lt;br /&gt;For everyone's sake I hope nobody's still clueless because I sure as hell don't want to have to spell it out in everyone's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's an Asian restaurant called Mister Wong (lulz xD) with exceedingly confused decor.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take pictures to substantiate my point, but I'd have looked like an idiot doing it, so... yeah, no pictures..&lt;br /&gt;They have this ancient Chinese decor theme, with a dragon's open mouth framing the opening of the stairway leading up. (The fangs were really poorly stuck on -_-)&lt;br /&gt;I spotted Japanese paper fans, a Buddhist altar and pictures of the Thai King and Queen on the wall...&lt;br /&gt;Wind chimes and paper umbrellas (Thai? Vietnamese? Malay?) hanging off the ceiling...&lt;br /&gt;And according to the bottle, their soy sauce is from Japan. @_@ just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The menu, of course, has zero Asian references at all (fried rice? fried noodles?).&lt;br /&gt;Except for "Thai" curry which turned out to be sweet and not spicy (Thai food tends towards sour and spicy the last time I checked).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever got the "Konnichiwa / Ni Hao" treatment?&lt;br /&gt;It's when someone from really far away goes "KONNICHIWA!!!!" or "NI HAO!!" and looks really happy and excited when you turn around to see who the hell just lost his or her mind.&lt;br /&gt;For some strange reason, "Konnichiwa!!" happens a lot more often than "Ni Hao!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened at the airport too.&lt;br /&gt;We were looking at chocolates at some duty-free shop. Minding our own business.&lt;br /&gt;When the shop assistant came up from behind us (it's rude to sneak up on people D&lt;) and said "Konnichiwa, may I help you?"&lt;br /&gt;My mum just smiled and said "We're not Japanese :)"&lt;br /&gt;The shop assistant promptly studied my mother's face very intently for several seconds and said, "You're Chinese?"&lt;br /&gt;(We ended up looking at the chocolates on our own. Without any assistance.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, don't get me wrong. We could have been Thai. Vietnamese. Korean. Burmese. Malaysian. Tibetan. Mongolian. Indian. Peranakan (Perana-who, they'll ask).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way.&lt;br /&gt;I succumbed to the growing trend of online social networking.&lt;br /&gt;I have LiveJournal and Twitter accounts (laxing, only one each!) ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Honestly though, my LiveJournal isn't very active.&lt;br /&gt;A lot less ~snarky~ Louisa there. (A whole lot more incoherence and maybe some emo-ness.)&lt;br /&gt;And you wouldn't understand half of my tweets anywayz.&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the above was pretty much pointless, just saying.&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep now, it's 5am back home omggggg @_@&lt;br /&gt;Prolly won't be online for the next two days or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~ Merry Christmas! ~*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-8451301010240300203?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/8451301010240300203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=8451301010240300203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8451301010240300203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8451301010240300203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-world-please-be-proud-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-5246557554591299248</id><published>2009-12-15T18:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T18:28:37.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi :D&lt;br /&gt;Leaving for the airport in about 3 hours ^_^&lt;br /&gt;To France first, and then to visit my dad :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently my parents want to make the trip to France a kind of blast to the past.&lt;br /&gt;So... Here's a blast to the past too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/21jrjvp.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/fcs842.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/6z3myr.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ yeap, that's my mum xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus, because I like bubbles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/27zaek9.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask what happened along the way while growing up. I don't know either :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;See you at the end of this month!&lt;br /&gt;그럼 전 여기까지-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;안뇽! ㅋㅋ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-5246557554591299248?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/5246557554591299248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=5246557554591299248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5246557554591299248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5246557554591299248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi-d-leaving-for-airport-in-about-3.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/21jrjvp_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37657565.post-3718790002247261662</id><published>2009-12-13T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T00:49:38.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How many people like it because everyone else is liking it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading today's newspaper, I just feel pretty sad.&lt;br /&gt;Korean wave now a tsunami?&lt;br /&gt;But tsunamis are destructive T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, it really is like a tsunami, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Starting small with the airing of Winter Sonata, building up with the airing of Jewel in the Palace, exploding in 2008 when everyone suddenly found out about DBSK, crashing to the shores in 2009 when Boys Over Flowers aired...&lt;br /&gt;I can only hope it's peaked now and the worst of it is over.&lt;br /&gt;I can only hope all it does from now is ebb away. (Please take the trail of destruction with you too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said this to myself so many times, I would rather go to you than have you come here.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind even if no one understood what I was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't matter much then, won't matter much now and in future, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I started hesitating when people asked me if I was a K-pop fan.&lt;br /&gt;This year, I groaned when I heard that Korean stars were coming to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;This year, I had way too many embarrassing / annoying encounters with the K-wave.&lt;br /&gt;(How about fan letters written using direct online translators? How about fanboards misspelling the artists' names when there's the darned Internet for you to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;copy&lt;/span&gt; from?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've had your run here, thank you for coming, have a safe trip back home, don't come here again, PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;(My point isn't about the length of time you've liked it. That is irrelevant.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-3718790002247261662?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/3718790002247261662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=3718790002247261662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/3718790002247261662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/3718790002247261662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-many-people-like-it-because.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-8375514179568600654</id><published>2009-12-09T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T00:00:16.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever encountered people who seem to make it their business to ensure you fully appreciate their presence / accompaniment?&lt;br /&gt;These people just make me wanna:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img38.imageshack.us/img38/127/12594841204.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 250px;" src="http://img38.imageshack.us/img38/127/12594841204.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tabitha got eliminated from Singapore Idol.&lt;br /&gt;Shall I abuse that .gif again?&lt;br /&gt;She's pretty, has an excellent voice, speaks well, has stage presence...&lt;br /&gt;She's basically the whole package.&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;I hope she releases an album in future. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;LOL I remember flipping out when I chanced upon a YT video of her performance.&lt;br /&gt;I was like "HEY THAT NAME'S FAMILIAR."&lt;br /&gt;Then it really was her *__*&lt;br /&gt;Should I pimp her performances? O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spectacular #2: Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bj-cmyTvouY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bj-cmyTvouY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spectacular #3: 听海 - 张惠妹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ua2LZQgjCxw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ua2LZQgjCxw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spectacular #11: Mama Do - Pixie Lott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VHVXsyvHwdc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VHVXsyvHwdc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spectacular #12: Superwoman - Karyn White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DMAghA2XCYA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DMAghA2XCYA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so I'll be off now ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-8375514179568600654?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/8375514179568600654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=8375514179568600654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8375514179568600654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8375514179568600654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/12/have-you-ever-encountered-people-who.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-3030596319611604085</id><published>2009-12-04T10:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T11:35:39.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;L, is for the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;O, is for the only one I see&lt;br /&gt;V, is very very extraordinary&lt;br /&gt;E, is even more than anyone that you adore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And love, is all that I can give to you&lt;br /&gt;Love, is more than just a game for two&lt;br /&gt;Two in love can make it&lt;br /&gt;Take my heart but please don't break it&lt;br /&gt;Love was made for me and you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lah haha I'm not in love ._.&lt;br /&gt;Joanne thought so. xD&lt;br /&gt;Sigh whatever haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you going Seoul'd Out?"&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;"WHYYYYY!"&lt;br /&gt;"-o-"&lt;br /&gt;Silent-but-not-really apology to V Lau for the less-than-enthusiastic response, but have fun!&lt;br /&gt;The lineup's not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pimping FT Island and Brown Eyed Girls here.&lt;br /&gt;And Taeyang's Wedding Dress, even though he's not coming. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FT Island: 사랑앓이 (Love Pain) + 바래 (I Hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_oWJ0CByNJQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_oWJ0CByNJQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown Eyed Girls: Sign (dot dot dot dot dot xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DoY2vua8Cfc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DoY2vua8Cfc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Taeyang's Wedding Dress MV. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFQEaAOZLL0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFQEaAOZLL0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay I'll be off now ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-3030596319611604085?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/3030596319611604085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=3030596319611604085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/3030596319611604085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/3030596319611604085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/12/l-is-for-way-you-look-at-me-o-is-for.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-4554897521341440571</id><published>2009-11-21T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T00:10:12.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Laugh of the Day: In an MSN conversation asking what kind of food I eat when I go visit my dad, I mention cabbage and cauliflower (due to the lack of my favourite &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vegetables&lt;/span&gt; like kailan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb says:&lt;br /&gt; omg cauliflower is my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;least fav subject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Caleb is scary.&lt;br /&gt;*runs away*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-4554897521341440571?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/4554897521341440571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=4554897521341440571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4554897521341440571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4554897521341440571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/11/laugh-of-day-in-msn-conversation-asking.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-4811847434650939134</id><published>2009-11-20T20:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T20:57:55.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Laugh of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A working-age woman, walking past me, said in a very loud and carrying voice: "现在的youngster的华语很不好。"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Louisa with many classic comeback lines (in her own opinion) has nothing to say to this.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, zilch, speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May her outstanding bilingual skills never cease to flourish.&lt;br /&gt;May her logic / common sense / self-awareness one day bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall now head off to a pathetic little corner to wallow in disbelief, purely in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;, of course, since my Mandarin is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;obviously&lt;/span&gt; less than sub-par standard, of which the same &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt; be said for the woman who made the above statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MEAN, SERIOUSLY...&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;HURR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-4811847434650939134?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/4811847434650939134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=4811847434650939134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4811847434650939134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4811847434650939134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/11/laugh-of-day-working-age-woman-walking.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-7842857568185903424</id><published>2009-11-20T10:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T10:59:35.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Louisa temporarily makes a transformation into a selfish biatch who, at first sight, could utterly be mistaken for a K-pop anti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprised? I am too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I care, they can be stuck in the past with their craze over what was hot more than a year ago, with their drama that was... OK not that long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the reporter can go dwell in the past with her "NEW single" that came out, idk, hmm, two years ago? Yeah, back before Oh Wonbin supposedly underwent an identity crisis and age reduction and magically transformed into Song Seunghyun, I suppose. As far as a certain magazine could be concerned, Oh Wonbin left LAST year anyway. And they can't get the new member's name right. I was kind of relieved when the newspaper got it right, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thoroughly amused one day at the class bench when some people were trying to dance to Genie. (not from S77, thank goodness.) Was quite tempted to show them how it's done, but... nahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a selfish biatch, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW this is directed at all ~supposed~ K-pop fans, so if dearest reader out there has never followed K-pop at all or never been interested, it's OK. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well, off to continue spazzing over my JU JUN BIAO.&lt;br /&gt;*sarcasm* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my own 돼지토끼.  It's so cute :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://seoulbeats.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/pigrabbit2_20091106_seoulbeats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 675px;" src="http://seoulbeats.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/pigrabbit2_20091106_seoulbeats.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-7842857568185903424?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/7842857568185903424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=7842857568185903424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/7842857568185903424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/7842857568185903424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/11/louisa-temporarily-makes-transformation.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-9081815361681459267</id><published>2009-11-15T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T18:37:45.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At times I kind of wish my mother wasn't so interested in TCM.&lt;br /&gt;Her taking classes + me being the only child = she has nobody else to practise on.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think it's good that she's doing what she likes / is really interested in...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish she wouldn't point out all my apparent ailments.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes she just randomly bursts out into her assessments / diagnoses.&lt;br /&gt;Which is scary cos she doesn't tell me she's looking out for those things.&lt;br /&gt;This results in a kind of you-never-know-when-you're-being-watched feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That and how it makes her look worried.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because she's my mother and she has every right to be concerned about my health (or apparent lack thereof), but, well.&lt;br /&gt;Naturally I don't expect her to be all chirpy when she's telling me about these things, but, again, well.&lt;br /&gt;If I could, I'd hide all those signs and symptoms so she wouldn't have to worry about me.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I can't, because sometimes I don't even know what she's looking at :(&lt;br /&gt;The way she says it sometimes, you'd think I'd have dropped dead of health complications yesterday. Or a week ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[And part of it is also because she gets angry when I don't want to listen to her. But I'm really not interested in knowing how gravely unhealthy I am T_T]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[You cannot see the words in square brackets. You cannot see the words in square brackets.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-9081815361681459267?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/9081815361681459267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=9081815361681459267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/9081815361681459267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/9081815361681459267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/11/at-times-i-kind-of-wish-my-mother-wasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-1915948155512968458</id><published>2009-11-15T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T01:22:01.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Delayed blogging of events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OP, just, bleh. I died.&lt;br /&gt;I like that pic I took with Kee Jia right before OP though. xD&lt;br /&gt;v this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs091.snc3/15847_174949757893_701662893_3013524_3960723_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs091.snc3/15847_174949757893_701662893_3013524_3960723_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with pursuing my passion btw.&lt;br /&gt;*throws out the window*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After OP!&lt;br /&gt;Went to Joanne's house to bake 8D&lt;br /&gt;OK so I don't really like baking &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But time with friends, so it's fun!&lt;br /&gt;And I thought Valerie was coming with us :(&lt;br /&gt;Then at the bus stop I realised she was going to watch a movie with the guys :/&lt;br /&gt;"I thought &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gay&lt;/span&gt; was going!"&lt;br /&gt;"But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt; aren't going."&lt;br /&gt;"Eh?"&lt;br /&gt;"Cos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt; are always together. So if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gay&lt;/span&gt; isn't going, it means &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt; aren't going."&lt;br /&gt;"Ahh... So I thought &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gay&lt;/span&gt; was going with us, but if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gay&lt;/span&gt; is going it means &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt; are going. But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt;'re not going, so therefore &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gay&lt;/span&gt; isn't going either."&lt;br /&gt;"Ahh....."&lt;br /&gt;The word 'going' is starting to look weird to me now @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKKKKK so anyway, camwhored in the bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs111.snc3/15847_174940112893_701662893_3013406_6605616_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs111.snc3/15847_174940112893_701662893_3013406_6605616_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ cos it's dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Thomson Plaza NTUC to buy stuffs first.&lt;br /&gt;Abandoned the bird couple and allowed them to do grocery shopping together.&lt;br /&gt;Preparation for the future!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while on the run, we got some free mushroom soup samples.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad, except Zi Yan snorted (actually, laughed) into her sample and got soup all over her hair.&lt;br /&gt;As Qiao Yan put it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I was running behind her and suddenly I saw a shower of soup raining down on her"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after the very eventful grocery shopping, we went to Joanne's house (very Peranakan!!)&lt;br /&gt;Then saw her little brother. HE'S SO CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs111.snc3/15847_174940302893_701662893_3013432_6373664_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs111.snc3/15847_174940302893_701662893_3013432_6373664_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ ignore the fail at the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAHH.&lt;br /&gt;And he danced to MBLAQ's Oh Yeah, U-Kiss's 만만하니, SHINee's Ring Ding Dong and also T-ara and Supernova's Time To Love. All courtesy of Zi Yan's iPhone.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea where he learned all those moves k &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of them can really be very trashy and disturbing. (He's 6, btw.)&lt;br /&gt;I mean, how do you make a ballad/rap song look trashy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has this natural urge to perform, it seems.&lt;br /&gt;Of course not limited to only dance performances... he was pretty eager about watching his own kindergarten concert CD (what a narcissist!)&lt;br /&gt;When nobody wanted to watch it with him, he took it upon himself to give us a live rendition of what he performed... while Sarah, QY, Joanne and Caleb were playing cards, I was stoning, and Zi Yan died on the sofa. (the cake was in the oven.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of narcissism, the window separating Joanne's kitchen and living room has an enormous word "JOANNE" on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so on Friday the 13th I went back to SN with Tomoe and Jesmine (who almost didn't come because she was too lazy to wake up, and happy belated birthday btw &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;Shalom Movers left, right and centre @_@&lt;br /&gt;The school's really moving out T_T&lt;br /&gt;*cries*&lt;br /&gt;OK so anyway.&lt;br /&gt;The SNSJ room has two new wheelchairs!&lt;br /&gt;Nobody else can turn in it like I can. *proud*&lt;br /&gt;"When you wanna go left, turn the right wheel" seems to be a pretty difficult concept to grasp?&lt;br /&gt;When Tomoe first tried it she couldn't even move the wheelchair forwards @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I told Joanne on MSN afterwards:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wheelchair skills are surprisingly useful for aging population and slippery roads, both of which can contribute to highly dangerous conditions due to our island home being deluged in ridiculously heavy downpours lately plus too many elderly people walking around. Not to mention wheelchair sports. Paralympics ftw yo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at the sight of the word "yo", Joanne transformed into a talented rapper.&lt;br /&gt;I quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like brother, like sister.&lt;br /&gt;An overwhelming and irrepressible urge to perform.&lt;br /&gt;But no, seriously, I actually do think wheelchair skills are really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. The canteen uncle (OK not really uncle, he's pretty young) was so cute HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I paid $1 for my 70c ice Milo.&lt;br /&gt;He gave me back 30c change... AND the $1 coin I gave him.&lt;br /&gt;I get paid 30c to drink ice Milo. What wonderful privileges ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Of course, being an honest girl, I gave him back the $1.&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what! I slept for 10 hours with a jacket on, windows closed, fan/aircon not turned on... and wasn't sweating when I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;I think I really am freaking hypothermic. OHNOEZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pipes in my house are going wonky. T_T&lt;br /&gt;I think Mum decided to shut off the water supply to stop it from leaking?&lt;br /&gt;*cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I suddenly remembered lol.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Rui Hao at school on Friday!&lt;br /&gt;At school = HC btw.&lt;br /&gt;Rawrr how time flies, he's grown up so much @_@&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even recognise him OOPS.&lt;br /&gt;Although... what was funny was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I'm sorry, but you are..."&lt;br /&gt;RH: "I'm Rui Qi's sister - I mean, brother."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think he got confused with "Rui Qi's my sister" and "I'm Rui Qi's brother." LULZ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 1am now omg. Not even sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;HUNGRYYY. D:&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a tour guide for Open House omg. 8D&lt;br /&gt;(why all the omg ehh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My cursor disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;I shall take this as a cue to end the post.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-1915948155512968458?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/1915948155512968458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=1915948155512968458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/1915948155512968458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/1915948155512968458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/11/delayed-blogging-of-events.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-1697053836268859150</id><published>2009-11-11T11:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T12:06:19.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My body should just hurry up and decide whether it wants to fall sick or not.&lt;br /&gt;This neither-here-nor-there, unwell-but-not-really stage is annoying me lots.&lt;br /&gt;Rawrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;달리고 달리고 달리기...&lt;br /&gt;모두 잊을 때 까지.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more day!&lt;br /&gt;~nervous~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-1697053836268859150?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/1697053836268859150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=1697053836268859150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/1697053836268859150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/1697053836268859150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-body-should-just-hurry-up-and-decide.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-519143555023670656</id><published>2009-11-09T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:54:41.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RAWRR wahpiang-eh I don't know what my mum just did OK.&lt;br /&gt;She came in and said some random snide comment and I was just like "Go awayyyy."&lt;br /&gt;Then she pinched my nose like really hard WTH WTH WTH.&lt;br /&gt;And it's still aching like close to two minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;RAWRR PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;And she just raised an eyebrow when I told her it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;NOSE PAINNNNNNNNNNNN T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No, like, really.&lt;br /&gt;That really did hurt.&lt;br /&gt;And I really am pissed.&lt;br /&gt;And my nose really does hurt quite a lot.&lt;br /&gt;TEENAGER ABUSEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-519143555023670656?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/519143555023670656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=519143555023670656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/519143555023670656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/519143555023670656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/11/rawrr-wahpiang-eh-i-dont-know-what-my.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-2301384018435425647</id><published>2009-11-09T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T18:01:56.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="quotecontent"&gt;"Hermione: Now, I am going to bed before EITHER of you think of another brilliant idea to get us killed, or worse, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;expelled&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She needs to sort out her priorities.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoutout to Ron Weasley here:&lt;br /&gt;MTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-2301384018435425647?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/2301384018435425647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=2301384018435425647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/2301384018435425647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/2301384018435425647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/11/from-harry-potter-and-sorcerers-stone.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-8478133972607246209</id><published>2009-11-03T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:45:04.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;If you have to be in an Olympic game, what do you think you'll get a gold medal for?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Continuous sleeping~ I like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Choi Minho, I like your line of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I think I could challenge that. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;종현 오빠 제발 아프지마,&lt;br /&gt;나도 아프겠잖아.&lt;br /&gt;슬플때면 내 머리에서 니가 생각나는데,&lt;br /&gt;널 걱정하면 나 어떻게 되는건가?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;난 그렇게 눈물을 삼키고 있는데..&lt;br /&gt;가끔씩 힘들때 아직 네 환한 미소를 보고 싶어.&lt;br /&gt;네가 아프지는 않도록,&lt;br /&gt;난 매일도 기도 할게.&lt;br /&gt;힘이 너무 작죠? 기도만 할 수 있어.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;네가 내 사랑이니까.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a masochist if nobody else thinks I'm in pain.&lt;br /&gt;So somebody break my ankle like how I broke it in P5/P6.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I still had the X-ray.&lt;br /&gt;The way the bone broke is a pretty interesting phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;first (and thankfully so far, only) time I saw my foot facing one way and my knee facing the other when I'm resting.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-8478133972607246209?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/8478133972607246209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=8478133972607246209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8478133972607246209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8478133972607246209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-you-have-to-be-in-olympic-game-what.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-5268040423372047105</id><published>2009-11-02T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:27:40.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love Jesmine Tan because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My water is heated says:&lt;br /&gt;jiayou my dear! I dunno how to get out of that situation except to quit so yeah&lt;br /&gt;but i will listen to you rant&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I hope she knows what she's getting into.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-5268040423372047105?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/5268040423372047105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=5268040423372047105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5268040423372047105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5268040423372047105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-jesmine-tan-because.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-2265040789809534057</id><published>2009-10-31T03:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T03:23:38.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The worst of my emo phases (for tonight, at least) is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a glance through the little yellow and orange booklets, my conclusion is:&lt;br /&gt;Emily Dickinson and Carol Ann Duffy scare me.&lt;br /&gt;Duffy more so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once again I find myself at that particular stage in blogging where you stare at the empty white space and the empty white space stares back, waiting for you to fill it up with lovely black Georgia words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You let it wait a few moments longer, then add a few insubstantial words just to make it feel a little better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-2265040789809534057?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/2265040789809534057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=2265040789809534057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/2265040789809534057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/2265040789809534057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/10/worst-of-my-emo-phases-for-tonight-at.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-5759769228807209657</id><published>2009-10-25T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T00:00:47.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hilarity ensues when my mother and I both conveniently forget that I am temporarily unable to straighten my arms fully. Twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She warns me not to get into fights with other people, especially when it involves snatching something quickly, because I will fail, and she very happily acts out this hypothetical scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She very happily (why is she so happy these days!?) showed me an article in this month's Reader's Digest (the biggest words on the cover after the name of the magazine are really sensitive and potentially offensive) about animal sounds in various countries. It was pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until she decided to imitate how a Nahuatl speaker (a language in Mexico, apparently) would interpret a cat's meow (tlatzomia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@#%^!@*#^!@#(%!*@#$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ♥ my mother.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-5759769228807209657?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/5759769228807209657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=5759769228807209657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5759769228807209657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5759769228807209657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/10/hilarity-ensues-when-my-mother-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-3733481577620681192</id><published>2009-10-24T22:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T22:23:35.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Screw promos. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently very unnerved by my mother T____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She heard me playing SHINee's Ring Ding Dong (hereafter referred to as RDD) on my comp when the track first came out.&lt;br /&gt;She got interested, asked me to play it again for her to listen, I obliged, she started liking it.&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she got a little excited about RDD and wanted to know how the choreography to this song would look like.&lt;br /&gt;So she asked me to show her their performance when it came out.&lt;br /&gt;Again I obliged.&lt;br /&gt;She liked it.&lt;br /&gt;I showed her the MV.&lt;br /&gt;She liked it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/roughtzsCDI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/roughtzsCDI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore the wings, I don't get them either -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she asked me to cut a portion of the song to be her ringtone.&lt;br /&gt;Something similar happened when SHINee was promoting 'Amigo', aka SHE STOLE MY RINGTONE T~T but I still obliged anyway. What to do :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly got a shock when she was showering and my aunt called and from my mother's room came&lt;br /&gt;"BAYBEHHHHHHHHH~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I changed my desktop wallpaper.&lt;br /&gt;She came in and said: "你的wallpaper很美."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i35.tinypic.com/fxrsyr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i35.tinypic.com/fxrsyr.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as of now, Kim Jonghyun is her favourite member and&lt;br /&gt;OMG DO YOU KNOW HOW SCARY IT IS WHEN YOUR 'LOVE RIVAL' IS YOUR MOTHER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cries*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-3733481577620681192?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/3733481577620681192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=3733481577620681192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/3733481577620681192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/3733481577620681192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/10/screw-promos.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.tinypic.com/fxrsyr_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37657565.post-1138708175605516642</id><published>2009-10-20T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T23:49:47.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two videos today.&lt;br /&gt;They're not kpop! Surprised~?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, they're YouTube comedians.&lt;br /&gt;With incredible low-order humour that I do not aspire to imitate.&lt;br /&gt;I just enjoy laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fhb89V43KWc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fhb89V43KWc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First one is by Ryan Higa, also known as nigahiga on YT.&lt;br /&gt;He's got quite a few other funny (and not-so-funny) videos but I quite like this one.&lt;br /&gt;PWNED xD&lt;br /&gt;(my mother loves this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iR59E1nv3xY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iR59E1nv3xY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next one is by Kevin (something), or kevjumba on YT.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really watched any of his other videos, but this one is pretty classic.&lt;br /&gt;THE DAD IS CLASSIC.&lt;br /&gt;(Frankly if I had a kid and he danced like that in my car, I'd go mad too.)&lt;br /&gt;I totally agree about the laughing at his own lame jokes thing though.&lt;br /&gt;MY SYMPATHIES.&lt;br /&gt;And what's wrong with grass jelly? T~T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeapp okay byebye &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-1138708175605516642?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/1138708175605516642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=1138708175605516642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/1138708175605516642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/1138708175605516642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-videos-today.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-7306338338181225376</id><published>2009-10-17T12:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T12:42:14.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;complain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I want to shoot that weird woman on the bus the other day.&lt;br /&gt;She apparently thinks she knows everything about the four main languages of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;I do not claim to know everything she does, but I do have issues with the stuff she said.&lt;br /&gt;(I like languages.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know much about Tamil so I shan't really talk about it. (Sorry.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You know Chinese? Chinese they have alphabets..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, NO.&lt;br /&gt;There is no &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alphabet&lt;/span&gt; in the Chinese language.&lt;br /&gt;There is no fixed set of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;letters&lt;/span&gt; that can be pieced together in various ways to form words, which form sentences when pieced together.&lt;br /&gt;(Strokes do not count. Strokes are strokes, letters are letters.)&lt;br /&gt;Just to confirm my theory, I googled "Chinese alphabet".&lt;br /&gt;If you want to argue, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chinese-tools.com/characters/alphabet.html"&gt;Chinese alphabet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese alphabet for you~? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You know Malay, they don't have alphabets, it's like romanised English..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!?!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;Koped straight off wiki:&lt;br /&gt;"In linguistics, &lt;b&gt;romanization&lt;/b&gt; or latinization, alternately spelt as latinisation or &lt;i&gt;romanisation&lt;/i&gt; (see spelling differences), is the representation of a written word or spoken speech with the Roman (Latin) alphabet, or a system for doing so, where the original word or language uses a different writing system (or none).&lt;br /&gt;Examples of languages to which this process is often applied are Chinese, Japanese, Korean and Sanskrit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I know, this doesn't fit the language structure of Bahasa Melayu.&lt;br /&gt;Certainly, English must be rather complicated to romanise if the English alphabet itself is based on the Latin alphabet.&lt;br /&gt;I could be wrong. I am not, after all, a linguist.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just had issues with the way she was talking so knowledgably&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; like she was a real linguist.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was just annoyed randomly and she became the unlucky victim of my random annoyance, in which case I would of course apologise very very sincerely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*flips hair*&lt;br /&gt;I just feel sorry for the poor foreigner she was speaking to who probably swallowed everything she said.&lt;br /&gt;Bleh. &gt;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second complaint is about public transport and apathy of Singaporeans ):&lt;br /&gt;I do not appreciate the way I was left to rot in 961 for an estimated time of fifteen to twenty minutes AFTER everyone had got off AND the bus had parked in the interchange AND the bus driver had locked up the bus and left T~T&lt;br /&gt;OK so while the bus driver could have checked a bit more carefully, it's not entirely his fault. Maybe he needed to pee badly D:&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't any of the other passengers wake me up ):&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe they all needed to pee badly. D:&lt;br /&gt;In which case, we should probably be looking a little more closely at the loss of bladder control in humans today.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby~~~&lt;br /&gt;네게 반해 버린 내게 왜 이래~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ ring ding dong ring ding dong ring diggy ding diggy ding ding ding ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*is a happy girl after watching the MV and comeback performance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-7306338338181225376?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/7306338338181225376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=7306338338181225376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/7306338338181225376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/7306338338181225376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-want-to-complain.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-8941790571193909475</id><published>2009-10-12T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T22:32:34.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Class outing today was FUN.&lt;br /&gt;I believe fellow classmates will be able to do a better job of recounting this than me.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I am tired and I have other things on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't bother explaining myself to people who will never understand.&lt;br /&gt;It's not a matter of whether the chance to understand is given or not.&lt;br /&gt;I have developed a kind of intuitive ability to discern who to trust.&lt;br /&gt;People who understand you tend to be the people you trust.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't trust them, you won't give them any information you want them to understand, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's why I rarely feel betrayed.&lt;br /&gt;More often than not when I think I feel betrayed, it boils down to anger, disappointment or irritation. Or a combination of any of the three, in equal or unequal proportions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;웃는 인형처럼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;같은 표정으로.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-8941790571193909475?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/8941790571193909475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=8941790571193909475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8941790571193909475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8941790571193909475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/10/class-outing-today-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-6499231953042684999</id><published>2009-10-09T21:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:00:44.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am currently too pooped to even indulge in post-promos euphoria.&lt;br /&gt;It hasn't even hit me yet, kind of.&lt;br /&gt;But today's post will be kinda long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after bio was a last-minute decision to head to Sarah's house to watch Shopaholic 8D&lt;br /&gt;The movie was pretty funny. Typical chick flick wheeeee.&lt;br /&gt;The lamest bit was when the male main character, Luke Brandon, decided to set up his own magazine company (or something similar.)&lt;br /&gt;The company was called Brandon Communications.&lt;br /&gt;Charis and I looked at each other and started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;PW groupmates ^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, Charis went to City Hall, Sarah and Joanne headed to Toa Payoh library, and I went to NJ (yes, back to Bukit Timah) -o-&lt;br /&gt;Met 高人 at the gate and almost got stopped by the security guard &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;So OK anyway, met with Myra and Abby and Roxanne 8DDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Tried to worm gossip out of 高人 but to no avail T~T&lt;br /&gt;Talked a bit, toured the school, found a black tinted window that makes everyone (especially 高人) look anorexic...&lt;br /&gt;Talked some more...&lt;br /&gt;And basically got ignored by our VERY FAIL host (the tall one) who kept floating off to talk to other people and thereby IGNORING us.&lt;br /&gt;So Roxanne brought us to the grandstand etc to walk and talk and stone.&lt;br /&gt;Then we prank-called 高人 saying I fell down or something teehee.&lt;br /&gt;Myra used her phone to spam loads of other people (guys) messages saying "i love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then met with Vanessa (apparently she's now known as VanHo but I'll never get used to that) and we all went to Coro to eat Golden Rooster LOL xD&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Island Creamery where there was this annoying *bleep* who totally gave Vanessa and me black faces.&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what's so wrong with Vanessa ordering a mudpie.&lt;br /&gt;Or me having to patiently wait for the stupid woman to stop flailing about her ex-boyfriend who's apparently some supermodel's son or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;(Can you tell I couldn't care less?)&lt;br /&gt;*bimbo voice* "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So &lt;/span&gt;cute, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; hot, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;attractive."&lt;br /&gt;And I'm like: *taps foot* "Yeah, I just want my ice cream."&lt;br /&gt;And what was with that raise-one-eyebrow-and-give-suspicious-face when I say I want one scoop? It's just a bloody scoop -o-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember much of today now because I'm extremely tired for some strange reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;그리고 너.&lt;br /&gt;대체 뭘 잘못했는지?&lt;br /&gt;갑자기 왜 이래, 난 깜짝놀랐어.&lt;br /&gt;뭐야 이거.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-6499231953042684999?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/6499231953042684999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=6499231953042684999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/6499231953042684999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/6499231953042684999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-currently-too-pooped-to-even.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-6350302660894425301</id><published>2009-10-06T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T00:14:34.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tired after GP and Lit.&lt;br /&gt;Knuckle cramp.&lt;br /&gt;Zonked out.&lt;br /&gt;Raining.&lt;br /&gt;Floor wet.&lt;br /&gt;Walking down stairs.&lt;br /&gt;Slip.&lt;br /&gt;Fall.&lt;br /&gt;Slide the rest of the way down.&lt;br /&gt;Get up, laugh and assure everyone I'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my back hurts like Proof Quote (the F expletive, for the uninformed.)&lt;br /&gt;I am a temporary paralysed invalid and I am real lucky I have no papers today.&lt;br /&gt;I shall spend the day attempting a speedy recovery while declaring myself bedridden, with only studying to keep me company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay me.&lt;br /&gt;Yay my life.&lt;br /&gt;PROOF QUOTE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-6350302660894425301?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/6350302660894425301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=6350302660894425301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/6350302660894425301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/6350302660894425301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/10/tired-after-gp-and-lit.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-7845314221325456407</id><published>2009-10-02T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T00:27:07.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK so the stupidest thing I did yesterday (30 Sept) was this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was staring at my Organic Chem notes and willing the info to enter my brain.&lt;br /&gt;I felt giddy and the stuff started to swim before my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I thought, "OK, maybe I'm just tired."&lt;br /&gt;So I closed my eyes and rested my head on the table.&lt;br /&gt;Just that few seconds of contact with a shaking table made me so effing dizzy I couldn't do much for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously since the entire room was shaking, moving to the bed didn't exactly help things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huuuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;Stressed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-7845314221325456407?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/7845314221325456407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=7845314221325456407' title='0 Comments'/><link 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quote Caleb's blog address) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;surchoix&lt;/span&gt; humour ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*poof*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-8821805731851318680?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/8821805731851318680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=8821805731851318680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8821805731851318680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8821805731851318680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-bantering-buddies-and-i-shall.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-4580183756142339891</id><published>2009-09-24T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T00:31:09.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I quote from Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"thus my conjecture that GOOD SPELLING IS INDUBITABLY IMPERATIVE TO THE COMPREHENSION OF ONE'S WRITTEN WORK is proven (QED)"&lt;br /&gt;A combination of GP and Mathematical Induction (and, of course, Sarah) gives you this.&lt;br /&gt;And so for a few moments I became a translator.&lt;br /&gt;Translating from _______ Language to English.&lt;br /&gt;Good spelling and proper punctuation and the reining in of spelling anarchy and long live the reign of good spelling, forgive the abbreviation, IDEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valerie is an Arctic turtle with the appearance of a mouse.&lt;br /&gt;So I've gleaned from a breaktime conversation earlier today (okay fine, yesterday. *glances at the clock*)&lt;br /&gt;B-B-But &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;penguins&lt;/span&gt; live in the Antarctic!!! D:&lt;br /&gt;Cyborgs (*insert Joanne cyborg sign language*) are technically able to live anywhere I guess.&lt;br /&gt;huuu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry and there's no food T_T&lt;br /&gt;I told my mother that and she gave me precisely this face: O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U267ouy0Wck&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U267ouy0Wck&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIMPING ♥&lt;br /&gt;There's just something about this song I really like.&lt;br /&gt;Could be the lyrics, or the mix-and-match of rap and singing, idk.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I officially give up on the revision lecture stuff for bio kthxbai.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;ㅁ&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-4580183756142339891?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/4580183756142339891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=4580183756142339891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4580183756142339891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4580183756142339891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-quote-from-sarah.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-5575934771927756040</id><published>2009-09-22T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:26:58.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>다섯자로&lt;br /&gt;내 맘을 표현할게.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;죄송합니다.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;엄마한테&lt;br /&gt;친구들한테&lt;br /&gt;선생님들까지.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;진심으로 사과합니다.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to understand this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you decide you absolutely HAVE to understand what is the meaning of all these circles, lines and squares that are somehow assembled into what appear to be words...&lt;br /&gt;By means of trusty online translator or some other ingenious method...&lt;br /&gt;Please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-5575934771927756040?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/5575934771927756040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=5575934771927756040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5575934771927756040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5575934771927756040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-2271648508206163199</id><published>2009-09-22T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T20:47:27.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM NO SHREW NOR SILENT BIANCA T~T&lt;br /&gt;I am a nice normal girl who happens to have very minor and occasional violent tendencies.&lt;br /&gt;And good aim for bellybuttons.&lt;br /&gt;Myra should be proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And OK, I realised nobody is going to back me up on this but I still had to say it.&lt;br /&gt;I AM INNOCENT D8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*flips hair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAF was ♥ btw.&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly overslept and dashed out of the house and arrived in school just in time for grand light-up.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have impeccable timing thankyouverymuch :)&lt;br /&gt;Played with sparklers and candles, sodache~~~&lt;br /&gt;I was abit zonked out (for goodness knows what reason) so I apologise to that night's dancing partner Cherie for being a stoneface.&lt;br /&gt;More sparklers, stoning around, sparkler-fight with Caleb that apparently looked like a Harry Potter-ish duel.&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, Caleb would look a lot like an Asian Harry Potter if he were less effeminate (I did not use the short G word nor the long H word.)&lt;br /&gt;You know. Scrawny and bespectacled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got called Keroro by Zijin.&lt;br /&gt;I cry.&lt;br /&gt;In secondary school someone told me I look like Kermit.&lt;br /&gt;Now I look like Keroro.&lt;br /&gt;And they are all (cute/spastic-looking) green frogs T~T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Macs where Shi Ing nearly killed me by pushing me onto the road while she was falling over herself in laughter (at me).&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know WHYYYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;COHABITATION AND PREMEDITATED ARRANGED MARRIAGES HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;"no link"~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organic Chem.&lt;br /&gt;Not the bane of my existence, but.&lt;br /&gt;*sadface*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed the sudden flood of my playlist with songs that contain the word BOOM.&lt;br /&gt;*shrug*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-2271648508206163199?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37657565.post-9198026568075173204</id><published>2009-09-19T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T00:52:51.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>because good parodies deserve to be shared,&lt;br /&gt;and because my brain is swimming right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wbv936lkfww&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wbv936lkfww&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this song.&lt;br /&gt;quite alot.&lt;br /&gt;BOOM BOOM BOOMZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-c_A7-7B7-w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-c_A7-7B7-w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is slightly meaner.&lt;br /&gt;be warned: she gets annoying after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term 1 - 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louisa,&lt;br /&gt;Stay focus(ed), work steadily in the months ahead.&lt;br /&gt;You will surely get there.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Goh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term 3 - 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louisa,&lt;br /&gt;Your best is yet to be.&lt;br /&gt;Focus and persevere in the weeks ahead.&lt;br /&gt;You can do it!&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Goh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would scan in my result slip to prove that it was handwritten,&lt;br /&gt;but im lazy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;motivationnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;back in 2006, my form teacher wrote that i was a self-motivated student.&lt;br /&gt;while one shouldnt take these progress reports TOO seriously...&lt;br /&gt;(she misspelled my name two terms later)&lt;br /&gt;i do agree with her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;expectations?&lt;br /&gt;what expectations?&lt;br /&gt;you shattered them.&lt;br /&gt;i have no more expectations.&lt;br /&gt;only disillusionment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-9198026568075173204?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37657565.post-3751688137940481623</id><published>2009-09-16T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T23:07:52.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>p6.&lt;br /&gt;psle.&lt;br /&gt;last paper: higher chinese.&lt;br /&gt;got gloated at by people taking normal chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec4.&lt;br /&gt;Os.&lt;br /&gt;last paper: bio mcq.&lt;br /&gt;got gloated at by people taking physics.&lt;br /&gt;not to mention premature cheering from the floors above when we were doing chem mcq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j1.&lt;br /&gt;promos.&lt;br /&gt;last paper: physics/english literature paper2/csc.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i28.tinypic.com/2rntr3m.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://i28.tinypic.com/2rntr3m.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i forgot to add, caleb was pretty fail yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;he reached for the box of cookies charis made.&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt see how it happened, but when i turned around, the box was on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;and the last of the cookies fell out.&lt;br /&gt;and when qy picked up the box and set it back on the table, the part of the label that was facing me said:&lt;br /&gt;DROP us a prayer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-3751688137940481623?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/3751688137940481623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37657565.post-1744111247138696717</id><published>2009-09-15T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:57:32.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello world.&lt;br /&gt;this post is to record quirky little thingamajigs you encounter in life that may be quickly forgotten, on account of overstressing neurone connections due to such things like PROMOS.&lt;br /&gt;remember how bad O levels were? promos has two Os. yay -o-&lt;br /&gt;three if you count promotionals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#1 - impudent little brat. juvenile&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;infantile... whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent gone cycling in a while :(&lt;br /&gt;i miss it!&lt;br /&gt;so anyway there's this little spot in the basement carpark where you can sit and wait, so i was sitting there waiting for my mother to come home.&lt;br /&gt;this little family of four (dad, mum, two sons) decided to go biking! :D&lt;br /&gt;great idea, btw.&lt;br /&gt;so the dad went to get the bikes and the mum.. wandered out of my field of vision with the younger boy.&lt;br /&gt;the older boy (about p4 age i guess?) decided to walk around me.&lt;br /&gt;literally, AROUND me.&lt;br /&gt;all the while staring (glaring, i daresay) at me with his head down and his eyes on my face.&lt;br /&gt;i strongly doubt there was something on it, cos it was quite an aggressive stare.&lt;br /&gt;at first i decided to ignore. weird little boy who has nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a while, it got a little annoying.&lt;br /&gt;so i stared back.&lt;br /&gt;he continued staring.&lt;br /&gt;and staring and circling.&lt;br /&gt;本小姐是不好欺负的。&lt;br /&gt;so i glared at him and arranged my face into a "whaddayawant" expression.&lt;br /&gt;he stopped walking, but kept staring.&lt;br /&gt;i jerked my chin a little towards him. again, to emphasise the "whaddayawant" air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy's reaction is as follows.&lt;br /&gt;o_O *runs to daddy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my reaction is as follows.&lt;br /&gt;*smirk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#2 - bicycles and mothers who space out&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;continuing from above, the dad got the bikes and brought the older boy (who just got owned by me) elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;leaving the mum and the younger boy, whose bike had support wheels.&lt;br /&gt;evidently, if a kid's bike has support wheels, he/she doesnt exactly know how to ride the bike yet.&lt;br /&gt;i was expecting a bicycle lesson of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;after all, if you're gonna put a little boy on a bike, might as well teach him to ride it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead, all i saw was a little boy stamping his feet on the poor suffering pedals. if he got the angle right, the pedal would move forward and the bike would jerk a few centimetres. if he got the angle wrong, the pedal would move backward and the bike would do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;and that was only for his right foot. his left leg was spasming and not going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mother was staring at an empty patch of white wall. paint patterns must've been interesting.&lt;br /&gt;the boy's (epic fail) attempts to ride the bike continued for a while.&lt;br /&gt;he managed to move the bike quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;until i saw he was going onto the ROAD.&lt;br /&gt;i was like O_________O cos little kids on bikes on roads are dangerous. even if it's a carpark.&lt;br /&gt;the mother was still staring at the patch of white wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kid jerked the bike forwards.&lt;br /&gt;and forwards.&lt;br /&gt;and forwards.&lt;br /&gt;and forwards.&lt;br /&gt;and forwards.&lt;br /&gt;THUD.&lt;br /&gt;he jerked the bike right into the car parked across from my side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;of course, no one gets seriously hurt in a crash at THAT kind of speed, but naturally i was abit concerned for the car. (im joking.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thud must have brought the mother to her senses because she rushed right across the road (without looking both ways -o-) and checked on her son.&lt;br /&gt;i think i expect too much of the mother because i was expecting another bike lesson.&lt;br /&gt;instead, she motioned for the kid to follow her (she was on foot btw) and presumably wanted to move to another place to cycle.&lt;br /&gt;the kid had problems turning the bike -o-&lt;br /&gt;again i expected her to teach the kid how to turn the bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead, her actions were as follows.&lt;br /&gt;*grabs bike handles*&lt;br /&gt;"turn the bike slowly~"&lt;br /&gt;*swerves bike around*&lt;br /&gt;*kid's legs dangle in mid-air*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after that kid was gone, i saw another kid riding a bike.&lt;br /&gt;i saw the front wheel and thought, "hmm, the kid's riding in a straight line!"&lt;br /&gt;i saw the kid's face and thought, "hmm, well, most kids can ride at that age." (about primary 4 to 6. idek.)&lt;br /&gt;i saw the back wheel and thought, "coolios, no support wheels!"&lt;br /&gt;i saw a pair of feet following the bike and a pair of hands pushing the back seat and thought, "WTF."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#3 - phone conversations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person: may i speak to (dad's name) please?&lt;br /&gt;me: ahh he's overseas atm.&lt;br /&gt;person: hah. overseas ah.&lt;br /&gt;me: yup.&lt;br /&gt;person: mm. your dad ah.&lt;br /&gt;me: yup.&lt;br /&gt;person: orh. *hang up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#4 - emails and confused identity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Email #1 from: 09S77 math rep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yo 09S77!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your Math rep sending you an.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMNISCIENT  ZOMGWTHBBQ MATH REVISION PACKAGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Chem Revision  Checklist. =]&lt;br /&gt;In both it's .docx and .doc glory. Whatever that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[cut...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you have too much time on your hands, here's a video they screened in  the SMTP lecture about ozone. It's a cartoon and it's...comically  retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WKrPd-8CJBM" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WKrPd-8CJBM&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Email #2 from: 09S77 chem rep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yo 09S77!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your CHEM rep sending you .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KINGBA LUGGI  BEST DENKI GUARANTEE PWNZ ALL FLATFLAT PLUZ CHOP CHEM WORKED SOLUTIONS FOR ALL  THE BOOKLETS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz wanna inform you tt the math revision  booklet ans keys have errors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[cut...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*disclaimer: use tis at ur own risk. Author will not take any responsibility for  any problems caused by this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see.&lt;br /&gt;someone tell me why have they not officially announced their status as twins.&lt;br /&gt;and swapped subject rep roles.&lt;br /&gt;*pengz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#5 - lol at my dad. and moar emails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Email from: Dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Singapore's Miss World has gone down the drain!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the Straits Times  article and couldn't believe my eyes &amp;amp; ears (search "Miss Singapore World  2009 - Miss Ris Low" at YouTube).  Embarrassing!!! I rather S'pore don't send a  beauty queen than this year's winner."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i... had no idea he was so interested in beauty pageant winners and their fail engrish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#6 - groundbreaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were diligent gp students in gp class talking about euthanasia.&lt;br /&gt;brandon suggested that jumping off the building is the quickest way to die since you die instantly.&lt;br /&gt;talk thus turned to the two boys who committed suicide last year, one of whom was apparently "writhing in pain" after jumping.&lt;br /&gt;someone (dont rmb who) brought up the idea that if you jump from a higher floor, the probability of dying is higher.&lt;br /&gt;kaeyuan said "i will bounce back up."&lt;br /&gt;then came the idea of an earthquake happening as a result of abovementioned action.&lt;br /&gt;then came the idea of a tsunami being set off as a result.&lt;br /&gt;then came the idea (i rmb caleb said this) that since we're at the equator, the tsunami will spread both ways, to the north and south poles, where the melting polar ice caps reside.&lt;br /&gt;then came the idea that that's how the world will end.&lt;br /&gt;in conclusion, the world will end by kaeyuan's groundbreaking (literally) leap off a building.&lt;br /&gt;here's hoping very sincerely that this doesnt happen, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#7 - my epic fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, while somewhere in limbo between sleep and waking (omg msnd) while walking to lit, i missed a step going down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;caleb says, very helpfully: "at least you didnt fall flat like kaeyuan."&lt;br /&gt;ankle hurts like :( now though.&lt;br /&gt;T~T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 is a lucky number so i shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;noob kpop fans annoy me.&lt;br /&gt;i fear for lee minho's safety when he comes to singapore next month.&lt;br /&gt;(ON THE SATURDAY BEFORE PROMOS ENDS, WTS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like myra's msn nick. "i am the antithesis of pouting".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i apologise for this lengthy and somewhat nonsensical post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw you and your complete lack of sense.&lt;br /&gt;misunderstand for all you want, i couldnt care less.&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather have people wondering if im really incapable of entering the pool on friday or if im just pretending,&lt;br /&gt;than enter the pool and show people that i shouldnt have tried to prove a point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz sleepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-1744111247138696717?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/1744111247138696717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=1744111247138696717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/1744111247138696717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/1744111247138696717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-5525166812467636033</id><published>2009-09-07T02:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T02:30:59.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so this actually happened yesterday &lt;s&gt;okay fine two days ago &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i forgot to blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;so i must record it before i forget.&lt;br /&gt;after all, there's that.. what, eternal preservation of online memory or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;(GP OMG NIGHTMARE)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it was really quite classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was taking the lift in sun plaza after dinner with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;in the lift was me, mother, and a family with two little kids and a maid, carrying loads of ntuc shopping bags.&lt;br /&gt;so the lift door opened.&lt;br /&gt;outside was a girl with a (not very pretty) handbag.&lt;br /&gt;so as i walked out, the girl's handphone (presumably hidden in said not-very-pretty handbag) began to ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's have some fun, this beat is sick&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna take a ride on your disco stick~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girl rummaged in her handbag for her handphone.&lt;br /&gt;i thought to myself, "hmm. lady gaga. caleb. HAHA xD"&lt;br /&gt;of course, i had more important things to do than to obsess over lady gaga ringtones, so i continued walking out of the lift.&lt;br /&gt;also, there were about six other people behind me waiting to get out of the lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girl with the lady gaga ringtone went into the lift, the lift door closed, the lift went up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's have some fun, this beat is sick&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna take a ride on your disco stick~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was a distinctively UN-lady-gaga-ish voice, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i turned around in shock to discover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this little boy, from the family mentioned earlier.&lt;br /&gt;NO OLDER THAN SEVEN OR EIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;hugging his shopping bag of i-dont-know-what-ntuc-groceries.&lt;br /&gt;singing, with perfect grasp of the tune and, more appallingly, the LYRICS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's have some fun, this beat is sick&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna take a ride on your..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. let's not go there too many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*FAINTS AND DIES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a LITTLE KID, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;i mean okay, if i saw caleb walking behind me and singing that, i might not be so shocked.&lt;br /&gt;(i would still be shocked because OMG WTH WOULD CALEB BE DOING IN SEMBAWANG OH THE HORROR AND NIGHTMARES, but that's beside the point)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a kid in PRIMARY SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;heck, when i was primary two i was singing hi-5 songs at the top of my voice.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whether to hope that that was the first time the kid heard the song (what musical talent and extraordinary articulation) or not (HOLY COW WHAT ARE LITTLE KIDS LISTENING TO THESE DAYS).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, stomach flu SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another side note, androgynous females don't scare me.&lt;br /&gt;girls who go after androgynous females scare me a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-5525166812467636033?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/5525166812467636033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=5525166812467636033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5525166812467636033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5525166812467636033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-this-actually-happened-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-6369432461637164229</id><published>2009-09-03T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T18:17:09.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first post of september~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this poem.&lt;br /&gt;"Mad Girl's Love Song" by Sylvia Plath.&lt;br /&gt;actually sylvia plath's poems are pretty good :D&lt;br /&gt;only... she killed herself by sticking her head in the oven &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;circumstances of her death, taken from wikipediaaaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plath took her own life after she completely sealed the rooms between herself and her sleeping children with wet towels and cloths.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-Bitter_Fame_11-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sylvia_Plath#cite_note-Bitter_Fame-11"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;Plath then placed her head in the oven while the gas was turned on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_______&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mad Girl's Love Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I lift my lids and all is born again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I think I made you up inside my head.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And arbitrary blackness gallops in: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I think I made you up inside my head.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exit seraphim and Satan's men: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I fancied you'd return the way you said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I grow old and I forget your name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I think I made you up inside my head.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I should have loved a thunderbird instead; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At least when spring comes they roar back again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I think I made you up inside my head.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lacha lacha ta taaaaaaaaaaa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-6369432461637164229?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/6369432461637164229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=6369432461637164229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/6369432461637164229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/6369432461637164229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-post-of-september-i-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-3264705485573733028</id><published>2009-08-28T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T22:32:43.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGOSH YOU GAIZ I AM ROFLING AT THE SCREEN NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt-br.tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i29.tinypic.com/2irajcl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY 8D&lt;br /&gt;kyaaaaaaa i love this pic omg haha&lt;br /&gt;the back row amuses me the most, ngl xD&lt;br /&gt;brb, rofling and dying!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caleb crashed lit tutorial today.&lt;br /&gt;ALL KINDS OF AMUSING, SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;ofcoursehewassquealinglikeapigbeforeheaskedherbutnevermind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things are just too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;squee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;siann ttm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore the blatant moodswing changes in this post pls kthxbai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-3264705485573733028?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/3264705485573733028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=3264705485573733028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/3264705485573733028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/3264705485573733028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/08/omgosh-you-gaiz-i-am-rofling-at-screen.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/2irajcl_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37657565.post-4002970703506741999</id><published>2009-08-26T19:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:55:00.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL at the I &lt;3 Black / Gay Is The New Black badge idea.&lt;br /&gt;whoever came up with it is freaking genius lmao xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm okay.&lt;br /&gt;vectors tmr and idekw cos its not going to help me very much -_-&lt;br /&gt;whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg adding 叶老师 on fb is all kinds of weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;especially after knowing that he STILL wants to find his true love, and that he plays BEJEWELED BLITZ. (or whatever the name of the game is).&lt;br /&gt;no wonder cannot find lah.&lt;br /&gt;he's been there since before i was p1, thats like around 11 years liao leh -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall delve into the unfathomable realm that is mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;maybe part of why i cannot bring myself to make half an ounce of sense out of proof is because its related to math. lulz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;*poof*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-4002970703506741999?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/4002970703506741999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=4002970703506741999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4002970703506741999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4002970703506741999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-poof.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-1939839447486510933</id><published>2009-08-25T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:39:20.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>couple dynamics are interesting.&lt;br /&gt;never really knew what to call them, but hmm, now it seems to be kind of official?&lt;br /&gt;cute couple and bickering couple.&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were queuing up in the mixed rice queue and joanne had a plan to get the aunty to give her more rice by lowering her voice (SHE LOWERS IT BY ALOT OMG) and pretending to be a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i made an &lt;u&gt;innocent&lt;/u&gt; observation about how joanne is capable of lowering her voice by so much and how caleb is capable of jacking up the pitch of his voice by that much.&lt;br /&gt;so charis wondered how their kids' voices would sound like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"MOM&lt;strong&gt;myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;da&lt;/strong&gt;DDYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bolded letters representing lower pitch.&lt;br /&gt;visual representations honestly do not do the whole idea justice. at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while bickering couple has always made their presence (and in a way, couple status) known,&lt;br /&gt;cute couple is more ~*ninja*~ and ~*skinship*~&lt;br /&gt;but after what qiaoyan described to me on the journey to the toilet at the start of pw today...&lt;br /&gt;(hey, never underestimate the power of a toilet journey)&lt;br /&gt;cute couple is definitely CUTE TTM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i originally intended to end this post as above.&lt;br /&gt;but you know, as fates would have it... nuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-HCBowl says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;WHO IS THE CUTE COUPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I KNOW WHO THE BICKERING COUPLE IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;louisa// "oops, ouch, TERRIBLE!" says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&gt;_&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-HCBowl says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;TELL MEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one other fella who is totally unashamed of his love for gossip -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM GOING TO TAKE THIS AS A DIRECT AND OPEN ADMISSION TO THE SOLID PROVEN EXISTENCE OF THE BICKERING COUPLE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYAHAHAHA, CALEB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST BECAUSE THE NEW MEDIA IS TOTALLY THE 'IN' THING RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-HCBowl says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i wu2 hua4 ke3 shuo1 at your post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOTCHA. &gt;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-1939839447486510933?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37657565.post-9202615799676951853</id><published>2009-08-19T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:35:15.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just a really short and quick post.&lt;br /&gt;but really.. i couldnt resist xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt-br.tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/3343imx.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on hindsight, i sure do hope this doesnt fall under the category of unethical behaviour but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;"eye candy", anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news.&lt;br /&gt;mr liw officially joins the low-order humour gang (i mean, seriously, CALOHB?),&lt;br /&gt;caleb and joanne totally got a thing going on right in front of my eyes (and sarah's nose),&lt;br /&gt;class gossip over lunch is WOO,&lt;br /&gt;I C UR EPIC FAIL RIGHT THAR,&lt;br /&gt;joanne announces she's a STRAIGHT girl (pun may or may not be intended),&lt;br /&gt;and cherie reveals her secret desire for lili to come back, by (unwittingly) cracking sewage-order humour (aka sick jokes.) the horror!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and we got a really morbid poem for lit tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;its about a knife talking to a bleeding cut. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, um, there's a sort of gash running through the entire poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem spa tmr, i am dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;이번 주에서도, 다음 주에서도, 언제까지도, 그냥 싫어한다.&lt;br /&gt;DNW DNW DNW DNW DNWWWWWWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;그럼 전 여기까지-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-9202615799676951853?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://i29.tinypic.com/3343imx_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37657565.post-7113651518069740642</id><published>2009-08-14T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:56:29.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before I forget!&lt;br /&gt;I must blog out the series of low-order humour incidents that happened over the past two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1 - Evolution of the Sarah Pocket Money Fund.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: "Hi. I'm Chee Cheong. Please donate to the Chee Cheong Fun(d). On Monday I'll be Chee Cheong (Fund), on Tuesday I'll be Char Siew (Fund - 饭), on Wednesday I'll be 菜 (Fund)..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1.5 - Sarah Pocket Money Fund Part II.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I told my mother about your pocket money fund yesterday. She suggested Hor Fun."&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: "GOOD IDEA! Hi, I'm Hor (whore), please donate to the Hor Fun(d)."&lt;br /&gt;Me *freezes*: "No, that's not a good thing!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2 - Just Desserts!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me *running after Sarah, Joanne and Charis*: "I don't wanna be deserted again~~~"&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: "Fear of dessert."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2.5 - Food!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charis: "So what, are we personifying bobochacha now? Hi, how's Bobo?"&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: "HAHA YAY. I'm Bo1, she's (Joanne) Bo2, she's (me) Cha1, and she's (Charis) Cha2!"&lt;br /&gt;(in chem tutorial classroom)&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: "Hi Cha1! ... mushi!"&lt;br /&gt;(so I became chawanmushi T_T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3 - Basketball~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: "Someone should design those protective things to protect the nose when we're playing basketball." *puts hand to nose*&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Hurr, like clown nose lah."&lt;br /&gt;Me, Sarah, Joanne, Elizabeth: "HAHAHA!"&lt;br /&gt;*me, Sarah, Joanne stop laughing*&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" *rocks back and forth*&lt;br /&gt;Me, Sarah, Joanne: o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~not too sure if this is considered low-order humour, but moving on~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting: Audi, during stress management talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kae Yuan: "Do you like short comedies?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Uh.. I don't really watch..."&lt;br /&gt;Kae Yuan: "What about Caleb?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Caleb's a perpetual comedy."&lt;br /&gt;Kae Yuan: "No, he's a SHORT comedy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I pass the joke along to Sarah, Charis and Joanne.&lt;br /&gt;To my amazement, the joke passes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who's your favourite big joke? Kae Yuan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughing = good ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so why so serious?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-7113651518069740642?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/7113651518069740642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=7113651518069740642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/7113651518069740642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/7113651518069740642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/08/before-i-forget-i-must-blog-out-series.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-1961563739767027258</id><published>2009-08-12T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T17:31:48.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am i that deprived of sleep lmao.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was regulating my sleeping hours.&lt;br /&gt;so how is it that i managed to sleep ALL THE WAY from woodlands to hwachong WITHOUT WAKING UP IN THE MIDDLE AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;and even had to be tapped awake by the guy next to me -_-&lt;br /&gt;thanks dude, whoever you are ^_^&lt;br /&gt;when im half-asleep, you should never trust me with anything.&lt;br /&gt;if there's a birthday surprise, i let things slip &lt;em&gt;very easily.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i wanted to say something, it rolls the wrong way off my tongue (ie i forget it MID-SENTENCE.) charis and joanne can vouch for that. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise to be in a fully conscious state for OP. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is your &lt;em&gt;PROBLEM&lt;/em&gt;, dude.&lt;br /&gt;you dont know how much your face is calling out to my hand to give you a tight slap okay.&lt;br /&gt;you deserve one. no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit lecture was all kinds of amusing.&lt;br /&gt;"ALAS! PERSONIFICATION!"&lt;br /&gt;"BEHOLD! A CONCEIT!"&lt;br /&gt;"oh, goody goody~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem was o_O&lt;br /&gt;i was deserted by a bunch of aunties T_T&lt;br /&gt;i almost typed antis, wth ok nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gp, then bio, then bus-ed home.&lt;br /&gt;yixian thought i was running away from her D8&lt;br /&gt;but i was running for the bussssssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;*feels melodramatically, utterly wronged*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received an sms from mum on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;my mood totally sank ._.&lt;br /&gt;to ______:&lt;br /&gt;you useless bum, i dont care if you're thirteen years older, you're getting a slap from me the next time i see you.&lt;br /&gt;your father is undergoing a f***ing operation and you say you're not going to be there?&lt;br /&gt;what kind of a son are you srsly.&lt;br /&gt;you pathetic excuse for a human being you.&lt;br /&gt;go, go, go.&lt;br /&gt;if you think simple prayers are going to be enough to support your own father, go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;go get a job, why dont you. and take time off to go visit him once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;idek what you're doing with your life now.&lt;br /&gt;not my business to care anyway right. PFFFFFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note.&lt;br /&gt;THREE DAYS TILL DAD COMES HOME 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i dont know why you're still hanging around him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can't you see he's not good enough for you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all the best, you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-1961563739767027258?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/1961563739767027258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=1961563739767027258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/1961563739767027258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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quite amused with brandon and bryan acting like COMPLETE AUNTIES over their duck rice / murtabak / seafood jian / whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway sarah left us at adams road food centre :(&lt;br /&gt;me shiing zijin kaeyuan caleb brandon and bryan thus went to the bus stop to wait for 171 to take us to townnnnnn~&lt;br /&gt;but then it absolutely refused to come :(&lt;br /&gt;brandon kept wanting to take cab ._.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway two 171s passed, both packed worse than sardines .____.&lt;br /&gt;i saw bessy in one of them LOL XD&lt;br /&gt;okay thats beside the point.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway we finally took cabs down to town cos 171 was screwed up yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and caleb's pw group totally needs to do something about their graciousness project because excuse me kaeyuan tried to push me out of the way to get into the taxi D&lt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway somehow or another although me shiing zijin and caleb got on the cab first, we got there later than brandon bryan and kaeyuan -_-&lt;br /&gt;met with weiqi and val at cine~&lt;br /&gt;they were carrying cushions for their band farewell LOL!&lt;br /&gt;huggable cushions ^_^&lt;br /&gt;then after abit of confusion (somewhat), we went up to buy tickets and find qiaoyan~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first thing i saw on the kbox screen upon stepping out of the lift were big letters going&lt;br /&gt;ITS BULLSHIT&lt;br /&gt;ITS BULLSHIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was like o_O okay nvm&lt;br /&gt;so after a while me and shiing went up to level 6 to see if the ticket queue was shorter.&lt;br /&gt;and when i walked past kbox again, i glanced at the screen.&lt;br /&gt;ITS BULLSHIT&lt;br /&gt;ITS BULLSHIT&lt;br /&gt;umm, yeah, okay, i get it ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw my cousin up at cine lmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaao.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to queue for the tickets~&lt;br /&gt;the queue was pretty fast lol.&lt;br /&gt;and i got poked in the shoulder blade by olivia o_O&lt;br /&gt;okay weird.&lt;br /&gt;before we got to the front of the queue, the ppl downstairs alr got the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;so back down we went~&lt;br /&gt;then apparently there was half an hour left before the movie was due to start.&lt;br /&gt;so the entire party except val (who went to find her other friends) and weiqi, brandon and bryan, went down to take neoprints (AGAIN OMGGGG.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went back up and into the cinemaaa~&lt;br /&gt;while queuing to go into the cinema, shiing (i think) noticed a typo in the movie poster for orphan.&lt;br /&gt;smth about you HOT a good horror film instead of you GOT a good horror film.&lt;br /&gt;lousayye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to our seats in the cinema and apparently there was a couple beside me and shiing who was PDA-ing throughout the movie ._.&lt;br /&gt;of course i was blissfully unaware haha~&lt;br /&gt;so it was like about three hours worth of having my ears blasted off or smth lmao.&lt;br /&gt;me and shiing were supposed to share the cushion but around halfway through the movie i realised i wasnt holding the cushion anymore -_-&lt;br /&gt;she fell asleep during the movie anyway zzz.&lt;br /&gt;the effects are pretty cool lah haha.&lt;br /&gt;but my ears are still ringing and i have a freaking headache. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so that concludes today ^_^&lt;br /&gt;hehehe i am damn amused now.&lt;br /&gt;whyy?&lt;br /&gt;because i've been weirding people out on msn WAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Challenge:&lt;br /&gt;1) Do this to a person you are talking to.&lt;br /&gt;2) You have to do it!&lt;br /&gt;3) Don’t cheat! Or else you will ruin the fun. If you are going to cheat, don't do it at all!&lt;br /&gt;4) If you can say these in rapid-fire to one person without them blocking you or just not&lt;br /&gt;answering... You are the CHAMP.&lt;br /&gt;5) You must write their response to each of these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Type "I'm superman"&lt;br /&gt;2. "Oh my gosh I heard about your fish"&lt;br /&gt;3. "You and me are best buds right?"&lt;br /&gt;4. "Ok so can I tell you something?"&lt;br /&gt;5. "I'm on drugs."&lt;br /&gt;6. "Did you just lie to me?!"&lt;br /&gt;7. "How could you?!"&lt;br /&gt;8. "I love you"&lt;br /&gt;9. "I lost an eyeball!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried it on two people: jesmine and zhuwei.&lt;br /&gt;not in the same convo, though.&lt;br /&gt;so without further ado,&lt;em&gt; let the weirdness begin&lt;/em&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;louisa// ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;I'M SUPERMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;jesmine. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaah so randommm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;zhuwei! 我連活都不想活了,誰要這麼悲哀的人生啦 says:&lt;br /&gt;whoa really?!&lt;br /&gt;i danced in front of more than a hundred people for the first time in my life today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;louisa// ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;omgggggggggggg i heard about your fish DDDDDDDDDD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;jesmine. says:&lt;br /&gt;huh wrong convo issit&lt;br /&gt;i got no fish leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;zhuwei! 我連活都不想活了,誰要這麼悲哀的人生啦 says:&lt;br /&gt;what fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;WE HAD A FISH?1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;louisa// ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;ehhh you and me are best buds rightzxzxzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;jesmine. says:&lt;br /&gt;huh? ahhaha is it louisa typing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;zhuwei! 我連活都不想活了,誰要這麼悲哀的人生啦 says:&lt;br /&gt;uh&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;louisa// ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;okkkk so can i tell you smth 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;jesmine. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha okay&lt;br /&gt;wah you are damn strange abt the fish and the superman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;zhuwei! 我連活都不想活了,誰要這麼悲哀的人生啦 says:&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;louisa// ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;im on drugs D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;jesmine. says:&lt;br /&gt;._____________________________-.&lt;br /&gt;what drugs?&lt;br /&gt;panadol ah&lt;br /&gt;i was on it for 5 days last week too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;zhuwei! 我連活都不想活了,誰要這麼悲哀的人生啦 says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG WTH&lt;br /&gt;what drugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;louisa// ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;DID YOU JUST LIE TO ME D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;jesmine. says:&lt;br /&gt;you are so strangeeeee&lt;br /&gt;ahahaaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;zhuwei! 我連活都不想活了,誰要這麼悲哀的人生啦 says:&lt;br /&gt;lie to you about what?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;louisa// ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;how could you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;jesmine. says:&lt;br /&gt;sian i havent bathe yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;zhuwei! 我連活都不想活了,誰要這麼悲哀的人生啦 says:&lt;br /&gt;WTH YOU TALKING&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT ON DRUGS&lt;br /&gt;and i have no idea what fish means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;WHAT IS FISH&lt;br /&gt;the animal ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;tsk don't talk like that it's very incoherent&lt;br /&gt;you mind telling me exactly what you're talking about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;louisa// ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;i love you~~~ ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;jesmine. says:&lt;br /&gt;thanksssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;zhuwei! 我連活都不想活了,誰要這麼悲哀的人生啦 says:&lt;br /&gt;huh&lt;br /&gt;okay i love you too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;louisa// ._. says:&lt;br /&gt;I LOST AN EYEBALLLLLLLLLLLLL ohno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;jesmine. says:&lt;br /&gt;awww lose your liver next okay&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;zhuwei! 我連活都不想活了,誰要這麼悲哀的人生啦 says:&lt;br /&gt;huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;HUH&lt;br /&gt;are you in the wrong convo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-4923014890785652847?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/4923014890785652847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=4923014890785652847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4923014890785652847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4923014890785652847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-so-i-didnt-go-back-stnicks.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-8419340072436299580</id><published>2009-08-06T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T16:05:14.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>math shellshocks my brain, no kidding. D8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day celebrations tmr WOOO.&lt;br /&gt;i think im going back to stnicks after that WOOOOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;discussions on what to wear tmr are quite amusing.&lt;br /&gt;wear either red or white =&gt; wearing nanyang uniform o_O&lt;br /&gt;the hong zi, as i understand it.&lt;br /&gt;only it might be too SKIMPY cos its sleeveless LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wear nanyang shirt with hwachong skirt!"&lt;br /&gt;"then when you go on the bus people will go like o_O which school are you from!?"&lt;br /&gt;"nan hua!" (nanyang + hwachong)&lt;br /&gt;LMAO WHUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eeeee why arent they wearing their chinese high uniform?" :( - zijin&lt;br /&gt;"o_O?" -everyone&lt;br /&gt;"i like the khaki pants" :( - zijin&lt;br /&gt;"o_O erps!!!!" -everyone&lt;br /&gt;"omg i sound like the bishan gay" -zijin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, i am still feeling alot of indignation and outrage on the behalf of my stationery D:&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;br /&gt;pen&lt;br /&gt;was&lt;br /&gt;freaking&lt;br /&gt;VIOLATEDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;since&lt;br /&gt;monday&lt;br /&gt;by&lt;br /&gt;EXTREMELY&lt;br /&gt;WEIRD&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;DISTURBING&lt;br /&gt;ACTIVITIES&lt;br /&gt;BETWEEN&lt;br /&gt;TWO&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then today caleb was doing weird things with my highlighter o_O&lt;br /&gt;i need to be MUCH more careful with my stationery.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want violated pens :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ultra random and i dont think anyone is remotely interested, but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO EAT SUSHI NOW DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*disappears*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-8419340072436299580?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/8419340072436299580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=8419340072436299580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8419340072436299580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8419340072436299580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/08/math-shellshocks-my-brain-no-kidding.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-635767667321283801</id><published>2009-07-30T10:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T10:56:52.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>evidently the h1n1 pandemic must be helping doctors out tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;no more sullen doctor who deadpans you questions when you walk into the room.&lt;br /&gt;instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok, i'll just give you an mc for tmr and 7 days mc from physical activity.." (insert ^_^ face behind mask) ".. and you should just monitor your temperature ok, if it goes up any further then you come back for another checkup? but shouldnt have anything to worry lah, i think its just a viral infection, not h1n1... HEHEHE 8D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;medicine making me drowsy again.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-635767667321283801?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/635767667321283801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=635767667321283801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/635767667321283801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/635767667321283801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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way.&lt;br /&gt;his "hey sweetie, hey sweetie, don't give it up"&lt;br /&gt;was taken from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OH4KV8zrL_8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OH4KV8zrL_8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with subs for better understanding ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is part of a campaign by samsung in south korea to encourage people to smile, laugh and go "hahaha" in bad times such as the economic recession. the group here is 9-member girl group SNSD or Girls' Generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, imagine caleb doing the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine my mental torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-3524605522269682945?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/3524605522269682945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=3524605522269682945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/3524605522269682945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/3524605522269682945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/07/disturbing-is-caleb-lim-going-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-6940615886630871532</id><published>2009-07-27T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:05:33.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>being sick sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohman today sarah was busy explaining at length about how everything is porn o_O&lt;br /&gt;lit, art, french...&lt;br /&gt;i nvr knew she was this kind of girl.&lt;br /&gt;*runs away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head is kind of empty now.&lt;br /&gt;cos of this freaking headache.&lt;br /&gt;maybe brought about by excessive coughing HURR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes yes yes.&lt;br /&gt;i must record in history (online history, at least) one of the most amazing phenomenons i have ever witnessed in my seventeen years and counting of life.&lt;br /&gt;sarah and i are most amazed by it.&lt;br /&gt;we havent exactly told everyone what this major phenomenon is. ^^&lt;br /&gt;sarah said to "observe" first and see if, uh, the phenomenon occurs by chance or a screw really came loose up there.&lt;br /&gt;i personally lean more to the screw-came-loose hypothesis, but that may be a little over-optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;idek.&lt;br /&gt;we'll see~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"남자는 사랑을 그리운 처럼" (?)&lt;br /&gt;야.&lt;br /&gt;넌 남자냐?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-6940615886630871532?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/6940615886630871532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=6940615886630871532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/6940615886630871532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/6940615886630871532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/07/being-sick-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-2371862562695454175</id><published>2009-07-25T19:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:01:29.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this blog post is meant to help me banish horrible thoughts from poisoning my mind.&lt;br /&gt;they will come back, eventually.&lt;br /&gt;but no harm delaying it ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;lynn says:&lt;br /&gt;eee&lt;br /&gt;im bored with this tf&lt;br /&gt;*closes*&lt;br /&gt;tfs are all so cliche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SH, ★ Music is a necessity, something I need to live. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;tf?&lt;br /&gt;translated fic LOL&lt;br /&gt;*wols*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;louisa// as far as possible, never let anyone see you cry. says:&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;*even wolser*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst thing is that the level of wols-ness is directly proportional to the age T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may be back if something more interesting happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog may be abandoned in future. D:&lt;br /&gt;kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;*poof*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-2371862562695454175?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/2371862562695454175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=2371862562695454175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/2371862562695454175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/2371862562695454175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-blog-post-is-meant-to-help-me.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-8821760569631797290</id><published>2009-07-24T22:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T23:18:30.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i missed the parade and a good portion of the post-parade 'party'.&lt;br /&gt;due to the fact that the point on the blood donation drive was being &lt;em&gt;belaboured&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;i find myself speedwalking alot these days, and my legs are complaining.&lt;br /&gt;but thats what i decide to do when running is too unglam and tiring (especially if you have a giant bag with you) and walking is too slow.&lt;br /&gt;but yes, i speedwalked all the way to the bus stop only to miss 74. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's the rest of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching the bus stop where i am to board familiar bus numbers like 268, 269 and 76, i call hilary and find out that she is still at the nj bus stop. wth lol.&lt;br /&gt;time check: 4.55pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway i reach the stnicks bus stop and speedwalk (again) uphill.&lt;br /&gt;zip past two indian girls talking about blackskinned people.&lt;br /&gt;(i swear i am not lying.)&lt;br /&gt;time check: 5.05pm. i am running kind of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zipping past a large group of people sashaying their way out of the gate, i ignore their curious, puzzled stares. blessed people with the luxury of time.&lt;br /&gt;i zip straight to the security guard's table.&lt;br /&gt;because i am a good girl and i gotta fill in my temperature even though i am obviously perfectly well enough to be making my way towards the school at (almost) top speed.&lt;br /&gt;time check: 5.09pm. time is of the essence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the security guard looks up at me.&lt;br /&gt;he is not pleased to see me.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot fathom why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"你来干什么!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"er..."&lt;br /&gt;i glance hastily at the other names written on the book.&lt;br /&gt;"Jesmine Tan" and "Tomoe Yoshida" both have CCA listed as the reason for coming back.&lt;br /&gt;well, it fits. even though my decidedly NOT blue-and-white wardrobe is stark evidence to the contrary.&lt;br /&gt;"CCA," i say, avoiding his eye and diligently filling in the rest of my particulars.&lt;br /&gt;my Z looks like a 2. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"CCA uh! 你们学校的人也有来过。没有写名字leh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look up at the man, astonished.&lt;br /&gt;he is still highly displeased, not to mention slightly annoyed by now.&lt;br /&gt;my mind is kind of blank at this point in time.&lt;br /&gt;a couple of sentences flash across my mind and threaten to spill out of my mouth, but i keep my lips zipped shut. silence is golden.&lt;br /&gt;sentences like "what the heck did i do to deserve this kind of look" and "is it my business that people from my school didnt write their names".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"er..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"你们不可以这样子的。&lt;br /&gt;这样uncle的工作很难的leh.&lt;br /&gt;等一下uncle的工作没有了."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o_O &lt;---------- me&lt;br /&gt;for a moment i lose a little self-control and let out an "awww" completely devoid of sympathy and dripping with sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;but thankfully, at the last minute, self-control comes back and it comes out as a kind of perfunctory "orh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have finished filling in my particulars at this point, and am already preparing to fly down the stairs past father barre.&lt;br /&gt;in case i had not made my point clear earlier, I AM IN A HURRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"你啊，你要跟他们讲 -"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AH, OKAY, 我会跟他们讲!"&lt;br /&gt;i cut the uncle off in mid-sentence and am not entirely apologetic about it.&lt;br /&gt;i then promise him that i will tell these annoying little brats from my school who did not fill in their names off and give them a piece of my mind and his, teach them a lesson about punctuality they will never forget such that the next time they see a security guard and a book, they will remember this day and obediently fill in their particulars so that security guards the world over can enjoy added protection of their rice bowls.&lt;br /&gt;even if i dont know who they are.&lt;br /&gt;time check: 5.20pm. SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i run through the school at top speed.&lt;br /&gt;the girl guides clustered in the family lounge look confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i burst into the room finally. like, finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SEE NO BLOODY PEOPLE FROM HWACHONG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-8821760569631797290?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/8821760569631797290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=8821760569631797290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8821760569631797290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8821760569631797290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-missed-parade-and-good-portion-of.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-6834752379356905148</id><published>2009-07-20T23:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T23:14:58.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>of unfounded jealousy and a fierce fight for attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of awesome writing skills and ftisland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of my good computer that manages to support my downloading videos, converting videos AND going on the net at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of blogger's screwed dashboard that resulted in me taking a good five minutes to attempt to find out how to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of utter nervousness at getting back the last two blocks papers tmr.&lt;br /&gt;im doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still cant get over the unfounded jealousy bit.&lt;br /&gt;wtf is your problem, you toot. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-6834752379356905148?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/6834752379356905148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=6834752379356905148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/6834752379356905148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/6834752379356905148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/07/dumbass.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-5600997881873074155</id><published>2009-07-17T20:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:57:23.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nostalgia attack because i saw no less than eight or nine stnicks girls in a SINGLE trip to J8.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;myra, abigail, bessy, vanessa (粉红!), hilary, mabelline, cabrini, jiayan, lijia.&lt;br /&gt;yeah man. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;omg lol why did i forget that moelc is in bishan V_v&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a tour of J8 (which is boring btw) just cos myra and i were waiting for abby.&lt;br /&gt;who, as always, was royally late.&lt;br /&gt;(when is she not. royally late.)&lt;br /&gt;that was when we went up to the top floor and saw the nj ppl.&lt;br /&gt;the guy who was with 粉红 looked SUPER awkward LMAAAAAO&lt;br /&gt;esp when we were joined by bessy and hilary.&lt;br /&gt;awkward awkward AWKWARDDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway when abby finally came.&lt;br /&gt;myra made her buy takoyakiiiiii~&lt;br /&gt;and i bought bubble tea. long time no drink.&lt;br /&gt;then we went up to the rooftop playground there to sit and talk.&lt;br /&gt;and talk and talk and talk xD&lt;br /&gt;my mouth still hurts cos of the damned ulcer on my tongue but.&lt;br /&gt;dont care luh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so at around 6.30 we finally decided to leave.&lt;br /&gt;at the insistence of myra and me. abby wanted to stay for ten more minutes.&lt;br /&gt;when her "i'll be there in fifteen minutes" essentially has to be multiplied by four to obtain an accurate assessment of her actual arrival time...&lt;br /&gt;yes, so myra and i made a VERY wise decision to get up and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we saw lijia while walking to the mrt station!! 8DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;and then stood there and talked for damn long more wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;life rocks okay. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;well, kinda.&lt;br /&gt;life rocks when you have friends to smile with, laugh with, and be crazy with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early birthday wish for taeminnie. xD&lt;br /&gt;생일축하해~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-5600997881873074155?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/5600997881873074155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=5600997881873074155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5600997881873074155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5600997881873074155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/07/nostalgia-attack-because-i-saw-no-less.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-3523342246871857522</id><published>2009-07-16T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:55:04.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;granted, i knew i was going to die the minute she asked the question, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i left my brain back in the days when failing anything was a totally new concept.&lt;br /&gt;i left my brain back in the days when i had confidence in passing a test simply based on the fact that i studied for it.&lt;br /&gt;now there's nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first words out of her mouth when i told her i failed chem and math, and got b for gp.&lt;br /&gt;"you dont buck up, the scholarship is going to be gone."&lt;br /&gt;the money. its all about the money.&lt;br /&gt;if i dont get it, the money's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next sentence.&lt;br /&gt;"so out of three, you failed two."&lt;br /&gt;my gp results thrown out of sight, out of mind, out of the window into the black night where you're never finding it back again.&lt;br /&gt;its at times like this when i wonder whats the point of doing well for one part when its not even counted, when no one even cares, when it pales so badly in comparison to the reaction of HOMG YOU FAILED SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;failed one, failed everything.&lt;br /&gt;whats the bloody difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was overjoyed about my o level results and was crying into the phone while calling her,&lt;br /&gt;she couldnt hear me properly.&lt;br /&gt;and so her first words were "OMG YOU FAILED? HOW BAD IS IT?"&lt;br /&gt;like, yeah, thanks for the vote of confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, from the day i entered primary one and into this education system,&lt;br /&gt;i've only been waiting for her to say&lt;br /&gt;"work harder ok? next time you'll get it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time.&lt;br /&gt;there's no next time anymore.&lt;br /&gt;because she's given up on me.&lt;br /&gt;and i've given up on everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-3523342246871857522?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/3523342246871857522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=3523342246871857522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/3523342246871857522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/3523342246871857522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/07/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-4392731226859244508</id><published>2009-07-15T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:43:00.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>오늘은 학교에서 집에 돌아갔을 때,&lt;br /&gt;한 사람의 목소리를 들었어.&lt;br /&gt;진짜 웃긴다.&lt;br /&gt;야, 난 잘 들었거든!&lt;br /&gt;그래서...&lt;br /&gt;너 한테 단 한마디만 드릴게.&lt;br /&gt;잘 들어봐~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;뻥치치마!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PQ6nrtyWWmc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PQ6nrtyWWmc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is a weird day.&lt;br /&gt;of two hours of brain-draining-and-thus-depressing chemistry...&lt;br /&gt;a well-deserved break that was rather mercilessly taken away to leave us "looking forward" to FIVE STRAIGHT HOURS OF LESSONS (omg)...&lt;br /&gt;one hour of gp... V_v...&lt;br /&gt;one hour of math... @_@...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said it was about puppy love.&lt;br /&gt;she's got that right... in a way.&lt;br /&gt;omniescent, as all good teachers are. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-4392731226859244508?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/4392731226859244508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=4392731226859244508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4392731226859244508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4392731226859244508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-6780109629827147925</id><published>2009-07-14T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T23:07:32.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10:37pm finds me completely stoned in front of the comp typing a blog post.&lt;br /&gt;no, i did not complete bio tutorial that i was diligently &lt;s&gt;copying from the notes&lt;/s&gt; doing after school today.&lt;br /&gt;too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking aimlessly up and down the corridors of a hospital is no joke -_-&lt;br /&gt;a certain hospital in the midst of orchard road kind of sucks you know.&lt;br /&gt;took me and my mother fifteen annoying minutes to find the ward.&lt;br /&gt;much to the amusement / annoyance / incredulity of nurses and other visitors there.&lt;br /&gt;including one nurse from china.&lt;br /&gt;who allowed me to realise that MY MOTHER DOESNT KNOW WHAT IS INTENSIVE CARE UNIT IN CHINESE OMG EMBARRASSINGGGGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;and after finally finding the ward&lt;br /&gt;i kena chased out -_-&lt;br /&gt;cos no more than one visitor at a time.&lt;br /&gt;then obviously me-in-the-school-uniform is extra de.&lt;br /&gt;so i waited outside and listened to my music.&lt;br /&gt;and attempted to ignore all the curious glances i was attracting.&lt;br /&gt;never seen beige/brown/khaki/whatevercolour uniform before uh. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so unable to get over the fact that my mother doesnt know what is intensive care unit in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother: "我要去那个... 那个... intensive care unit..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nurse *blank face*:"?!?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother: "那个...." *looks expectantly at me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "加护病房? -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the nurse totally start giving ME directions instead of my mother.&lt;br /&gt;*faints*&lt;br /&gt;and she's nagging ME about my language standards dropping &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;well excuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuse me.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepy &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;*poof*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-6780109629827147925?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/6780109629827147925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=6780109629827147925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/6780109629827147925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/6780109629827147925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/07/1037pm-finds-me-completely-stoned-in.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-7952476586240414059</id><published>2009-07-14T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T01:05:00.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i just finished writing my sonnet.&lt;br /&gt;at, like, 12:35am.&lt;br /&gt;i am currently cringing in disgust here.&lt;br /&gt;oh. my. GAWD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i actually wrote this with someone in mind.&lt;br /&gt;but as i started to realise the absolute need to piece rhymes together...&lt;br /&gt;it just kind of drifted further and further from the person in my head -_-&lt;br /&gt;but whatever. IM STILL CRINGING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CRINGE CRINGE CRINGE CRINGE* ohmannnnn.&lt;br /&gt;i am so embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to cure my embarrassment!&lt;br /&gt;and because the ruthless massacre of brain cells in the name of rhyme has left me strangely awake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gAOpXpAVOGM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gAOpXpAVOGM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been feeling a bit down lately.&lt;br /&gt;so this is what i watch to get back on my feet.&lt;br /&gt;the awesomeness that is CL. *_*&lt;br /&gt;i shall not deny that i have this HUGE girlcrush on her.&lt;br /&gt;she is just AWESOME. ttm.&lt;br /&gt;so. who's CL?&lt;br /&gt;she's the one that goes "hey pretty boy, you ain't got nothin' on me!"&lt;br /&gt;*O* i secretly think the guy who got to dance with her at the start is super lucky.&lt;br /&gt;i guess her attitude and confidence on stage inspires me in a weird way.&lt;br /&gt;it needs to, like, rub off on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the world's a stage anyway, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that and the "i dont care eh eh eh eh eh~"&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you really just gotta act like you dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little more info on CL!&lt;br /&gt;birthday: 26 February 1991. one year older than me *O*&lt;br /&gt;she was either born in or educated in the States, or both.&lt;br /&gt;either way, she speaks fluent english, french, japanese AND korean.&lt;br /&gt;and she can sing. and rap. and dance. and do all of those well.&lt;br /&gt;AND HER ATTITUDE AND CONFIDENCE SIIIIIIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'cos I don't care, 그만 할래&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;니가 어디에서 뭘 하든 이젠 정말 상관 안 할게&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;비켜줄래 이제 와 울고불고 매달리지마&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't care, eh eh eh eh eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg its 1am.&lt;br /&gt;I BETTER RUN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-7952476586240414059?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/7952476586240414059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=7952476586240414059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/7952476586240414059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/7952476586240414059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-i-just-finished-writing-my-sonnet.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-2608002160395286614</id><published>2009-07-12T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:15:31.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>힘. 들. 어.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-2608002160395286614?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/2608002160395286614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=2608002160395286614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/2608002160395286614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/2608002160395286614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-3705999296477043122</id><published>2009-07-10T20:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:34:19.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is one of the worst days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #1:&lt;br /&gt;i was f***ing lied to.&lt;br /&gt;you're f***ing low, you know that.&lt;br /&gt;i want you out of my life so bad. so, so bad.&lt;br /&gt;f*** you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #2:&lt;br /&gt;classified.&lt;br /&gt;it involves a hospital, a tumour and a stroke.&lt;br /&gt;and someone i know and love, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;날 살려줘, 죽여줘.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone asks whether im okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-3705999296477043122?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/3705999296477043122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=3705999296477043122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/3705999296477043122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/3705999296477043122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-is-one-of-worst-days-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-4472964118609224779</id><published>2009-07-09T00:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T01:05:13.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6eMVFYp-Zjg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6eMVFYp-Zjg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;korean rapper outsider's comeback song.&lt;br /&gt;외톨이 technically translates as 'loner', but most translations use 'alone'.&lt;br /&gt;possibly the fastest rapper in the world?&lt;br /&gt;*_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't translate, neither did i upload. xD&lt;br /&gt;so the A/Ns in the embedded video aren't mine either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not actually a fan of korean rap.&lt;br /&gt;neither am i a fan of smashing entire rooms up.&lt;br /&gt;but, well, something new. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8DDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that sums up everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-4472964118609224779?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/4472964118609224779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=4472964118609224779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4472964118609224779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4472964118609224779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/07/korean-rapper-outsiders-comeback-song.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-3171426153458880514</id><published>2009-07-05T14:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T14:35:50.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i worry myself.&lt;br /&gt;my temperature is still happily flying its rollercoaster ride. -_-&lt;br /&gt;and i got blocked nose.&lt;br /&gt;am desperately hoping that its due to, like, over-dustiness of the room or smth.&lt;br /&gt;rawrr i hate thiiis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;essays are so highly useless it is insane.&lt;br /&gt;why would anyone bother writing those unless forced to. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;srsly... rawrr.&lt;br /&gt;*smashes smth up* :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, my mother's fallen in love with kimchi. O_O&lt;br /&gt;the smell is really getting to me.&lt;br /&gt;*is dying in room while she's glomping kimchi outside*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nth to say. -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-3171426153458880514?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/3171426153458880514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=3171426153458880514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/3171426153458880514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/3171426153458880514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-worry-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-1306531964486017524</id><published>2009-07-03T22:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T13:01:09.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thus ends block tests.&lt;br /&gt;i probably should be feeling a sense of liberation, but im not.&lt;br /&gt;maybe cos i &lt;s&gt;think&lt;/s&gt; know i screwed up every paper?&lt;br /&gt;whatever, none of my business now.&lt;br /&gt;good luck to all the teachers who are marking my lovely papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, i came home and realised i had a fever.&lt;br /&gt;since i took my temperature when i first came home...&lt;br /&gt;it has been flying up and down.&lt;br /&gt;yay me. and i got sore throat now.&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it me, or is the world getting weirder.&lt;br /&gt;the number of weird incidents i encountered &lt;em&gt;in blocks week alone&lt;/em&gt; is freaking me out already.&lt;br /&gt;either that or the way i see things has become weird.&lt;br /&gt;so everything normal becomes weird.&lt;br /&gt;*ceases to make sense anymore*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, there's the weirdo guy who took my temperature at the school gate, for one.&lt;br /&gt;that guy seriously got nth to do -_-&lt;br /&gt;not abit shout out my temperature ("THIRTY SIX POINT FOUR!") like baris sedia liddat O_o&lt;br /&gt;secret ambition to break out of the stuffy and mundane state of his current job as a security guard slash temperature-taker.&lt;br /&gt;and become the next NDP PARADE COMMANDER!&lt;br /&gt;so he's practising now i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wells, gossiping with ziyan on 156 was fun &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whether i've said it on this blog before, but...&lt;br /&gt;analysing interpersonal dynamics can be quite fun. &gt;DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit: Tag Replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caleb: wth o_O&lt;br /&gt;keejia: *nth to say cos im running away to avoid getting killed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;그럼 여기까지-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-1306531964486017524?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/1306531964486017524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=1306531964486017524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/1306531964486017524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/1306531964486017524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/07/thus-ends-block-tests.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-5327974328074149155</id><published>2009-06-29T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:47:33.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aish i think this is my 300th post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PADUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;withdrawal symptoms still attacking.&lt;br /&gt;*shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;this is going to take forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime, focus on surviving the present~.&lt;br /&gt;eww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-5327974328074149155?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/5327974328074149155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=5327974328074149155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5327974328074149155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5327974328074149155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/06/aish-i-think-this-is-my-300th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-5321943148587868853</id><published>2009-06-26T16:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T16:31:06.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RIP Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;i loved you when i was five lol.&lt;br /&gt;you're a legend. haha.&lt;br /&gt;rip, dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"소원을 말해봐~"&lt;br /&gt;진짜? 많은데 ㅋㅋㅋ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-5321943148587868853?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37657565.post-2431465726115565368</id><published>2009-06-26T04:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T04:56:06.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY NEW FAVOURITE WORD IS BOX!&lt;br /&gt;vern, sam, chiew know why. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;i secretly want to go to the singapore flyer &lt;s&gt;tomorrow&lt;/s&gt; later, but argh.&lt;br /&gt;circumstances forbid. T_T&lt;br /&gt;life sucks that way huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and these are the best days of our lives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ those actually sound like song lyrics, but idek.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream big.&lt;br /&gt;breathe the same air?&lt;br /&gt;stand on the same patch of land / ground / floor / concrete / whatever?&lt;br /&gt;you betcha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOX&lt;br /&gt;BOx&lt;br /&gt;BoX&lt;br /&gt;Box&lt;br /&gt;bOX&lt;br /&gt;boX&lt;br /&gt;bOx&lt;br /&gt;box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;box&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;box&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;box&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;box&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ can you tell my favourite word is box?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;재밌게 놀자~~~&lt;br /&gt;ㅋㅋ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-2431465726115565368?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/2431465726115565368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=2431465726115565368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/2431465726115565368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/2431465726115565368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-new-favourite-word-is-box-vern-sam.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-4269278175425529168</id><published>2009-06-22T02:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T03:31:19.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back here again~&lt;br /&gt;in the wee hours of the morning lalala.&lt;br /&gt;finished translating a 7-min long vid woo~&lt;br /&gt;im proud of myself, though rather annoyed at china fans now .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will somehow manage to pull through for blocks.&lt;br /&gt;i am not even aiming to &lt;em&gt;ace&lt;/em&gt; anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;just pass can already.&lt;br /&gt;its not that i refuse to push myself further,&lt;br /&gt;but more like knowing my own limits.&lt;br /&gt;my biggest aim in life now is to just not get retained.&lt;br /&gt;its not promos yet. but whatever. im just praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i complain about my hellhole of a student life.&lt;br /&gt;and all so many people seem to say is,&lt;br /&gt;"you're a hwachong student for goodness's sake! what are you worrying about?"&lt;br /&gt;my answer is &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;dont look at me like i can do anything.&lt;br /&gt;if &lt;em&gt;anyone&lt;/em&gt; knows me at all, im not super smart or super hardworking or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i stumbled left right and centre and somehow ended up here.&lt;br /&gt;and im still stumbling.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know where the heck im headed or what the heck is my next move.&lt;br /&gt;you can say i live for the present, but in reality im just trying to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, my right earhole is swollen and oozing alot of yellow liquid that just keeps hardening into little lumps that fall all over my notes when i stare at them and hope that the information just diffuses into my brain.&lt;br /&gt;and here i am wanting to get a second piercing since i-donno-when.&lt;br /&gt;this is some bizarre form of a tendency towards self-mutilation i bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dont know what channelnewsasia was thinking by putting that poll on their website though.&lt;br /&gt;do they seriously think that the number of students reading channelnewsasia is very small?&lt;br /&gt;of course every (sane) student that reads that website will go and vote to extend holidays right.&lt;br /&gt;in the end you will just have some useless poll results that dont show anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;THEN WHY HAVE THE POLL IN THE FIRST PLACE -_-&lt;br /&gt;total number of notifications of said poll:&lt;br /&gt;1 sms&lt;br /&gt;1 msn spam notification&lt;br /&gt;2 msn pm announcements.&lt;br /&gt;and thats coming from me who isnt a very well-connected person.&lt;br /&gt;siaopok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprise surprise, a relatively long post with no korean words? O_O&lt;br /&gt;wooooooooooooow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;그럼 여기까지-&lt;br /&gt;HAHA COULDNT RESIST XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;i just remembered sam saying the reason why north korea's ship is heading for singapore.&lt;br /&gt;"Cos they jealous that singapore is small, red and cute."&lt;br /&gt;*bursts out laughing*&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on another random side note,&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS TOTALLY WTF.&lt;br /&gt;*dies a million times*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sSEkHRuAMZM&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sSEkHRuAMZM&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I SECRETLY WANT TO TRY THAT OMFG HAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-4269278175425529168?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/4269278175425529168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=4269278175425529168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4269278175425529168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4269278175425529168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-back-here-again-in-wee-hours-of.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-6014496108666387881</id><published>2009-06-16T18:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T17:02:51.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its bad to be emo. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-6014496108666387881?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/6014496108666387881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=6014496108666387881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/6014496108666387881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/6014496108666387881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-feels-like-i-havent-been-here-in.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-3109666336725636433</id><published>2009-06-09T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T00:10:15.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*glances at tagboard*&lt;br /&gt;abby is &lt;em&gt;weird&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this holiday is kind of screwed.&lt;br /&gt;for more reasons than one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just pulled out a splinter from my finger.&lt;br /&gt;like, &lt;em&gt;ouch&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that... wasnt a scream of pain.&lt;br /&gt;i just needed to let it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;did i just stretch the page? AHAHAAHHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-3109666336725636433?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/3109666336725636433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=3109666336725636433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/3109666336725636433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/3109666336725636433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/06/glances-at-tagboard-abby-is-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-4434544395129627108</id><published>2009-06-07T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:57:53.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jesmine's siann bug has bitten poor louisa ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;난. 이대로 죽겠니?&lt;br /&gt;머리도 나쁘고, 아무도 잘 못하고...&lt;br /&gt;그냥 떠나가고 싶어.&lt;br /&gt;어디로? 몰라~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh rawrr i want to smash smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;결국 사랑은 비극으로 끝나도, 난 기다리니.&lt;br /&gt;도.와.주.세.요.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english words annoy me today because it makes me think of gp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;네.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;그럼 여기까지-&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-8060968810872347956</id><published>2009-06-04T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:50:53.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this post shall be dedicated to a very siann jesminetan now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yanni~!&lt;br /&gt;dont siann alr leh :/&lt;br /&gt;sighhhhh go back to sn sometime okayy!&lt;br /&gt;i dont know when is that sometime, but we shall go back tgt :)&lt;br /&gt;miss your constant nonsense and violence lor :X&lt;br /&gt;rawrr im alr starting to feel your siannness.&lt;br /&gt;and idk wht to say to make this post less siann for you.&lt;br /&gt;but, uh, whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go be a gracious singaporean giving way to people who like lee minho kk!&lt;br /&gt;criteria for jesminetan =&lt;br /&gt;1. be gracious singaporean&lt;br /&gt;2. give way to people who like lee minho&lt;br /&gt;3. rap&lt;br /&gt;4. do flips&lt;br /&gt;5. talk nonsense&lt;br /&gt;6. be a dork&lt;br /&gt;7. earn moolah&lt;br /&gt;8. be more interesting than taecyeon's eyebrows&lt;br /&gt;9. live with 8 good friends like taeyeon (different from abovementioned okdaeri)&lt;br /&gt;10. be a steak cooker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know what to get you for your birthday already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A TURTLE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lots of meat, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;those that are certified to have no flu viruses in them or smth.&lt;br /&gt;wait got HxNx Jesmine Flu, the whole world is going to die of sianness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh see now i myself am siann.&lt;br /&gt;all your faultz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i hope jesmine tan will sleep a not siann sleep which ends up being full of taecyeon's eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;would that be considered a nightmare if she likes them, i wonder?&lt;br /&gt;and d'aww she's so sweet she told me to dream of jonghyun &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idek why, but these two lines are especially classic today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taemin: "난 준수 아니거든!"&lt;br /&gt;jaebeom: "내가 쓴거 아니야!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever, my mind went on a trip to the horizon and isn't coming back anytime soon. -_-&lt;br /&gt;i am an innocent bystander caught in the background of a pocky eating competition.&lt;br /&gt;i am a patch of darkness in the middle of bike hike.&lt;br /&gt;i am sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;i am going to end this post.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-8060968810872347956?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37657565.post-1838112469705492459</id><published>2009-05-30T01:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T01:44:48.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>firstly.&lt;br /&gt;SCREW THIS DAMNED LEG OF MINE.&lt;br /&gt;YOU WERE FINE DURING PE.&lt;br /&gt;WHY DID YOU HAVE TO SCREW UP ON ME NOW.&lt;br /&gt;BIKE HIKE. THE FREAKING CHANCE OF A LIFETIME.&lt;br /&gt;WITH MY TEAM.&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU JUST TOTALLY PICK THE NIGHT BEFORE IT&lt;br /&gt;TO START RELEASING PAIN BULLETS&lt;br /&gt;THUS SCARING MOMMY OUT OF HER SKIN&lt;br /&gt;and now i cant freaking go for bike hike.&lt;br /&gt;screw you. DAMN IT, SCREW YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly.&lt;br /&gt;i always find it easier to be this introspective person when the sky darkens.&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i never realised how much i miss stnicks until today.&lt;br /&gt;i always knew. i still know.&lt;br /&gt;it's just that it never hit me as hard as it did today.&lt;br /&gt;when i collected my cert.&lt;br /&gt;and i looked through the stuff in it.&lt;br /&gt;the testimonial that i wrote myself (to my utmost disgust and horror).&lt;br /&gt;the results, the string of letters that got me where i am now.&lt;br /&gt;the cca record, those few words simply unable to sum up what i, for want of a better word, &lt;em&gt;devoted&lt;/em&gt; myself to for four years, no matter how much i wanted to kill and cause bloodshed, no matter how much i felt like giving up, no matter how much the world seemed to be against me (and the other five of us.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back to the sj room and pressing my nose to the window, trying to peer through the glass to the darkened interior of the room and read the message on the whiteboard left by my juniors (i couldnt read the message because of the darned reflection).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking to the pink (le gasp! &lt;em&gt;pink&lt;/em&gt;!) corridor on the third floor where 4 Truth spent the most wonderful year ever, screaming about Os and the mysterious vegetable-in-the-iced-tea-without-ice and generally nothing in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking through the (generally) empty school, looking around at everything.&lt;br /&gt;if i'll be honest, the school was pretty dead. there was nobody. there was meet-the-parents.&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't go through all that trouble at 3-something pm for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;because strangely enough, it wasn't all that hard to imagine stnicks alive, the way i always knew it, bustling with activity.&lt;br /&gt;i saw the green patch and imagined for a moment, the first and last parades every friday, with so many 1.5l bottles which were &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; neatly lined up. i daresay never.&lt;br /&gt;saw the flagpole and imagined people getting tekan-ed in front of it. (im not sadistic.)&lt;br /&gt;saw the current 2 Charity classroom (it used to be mine! 2 Grace!) and imagined sec1s learning CPR inside.&lt;br /&gt;oh God i miss the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even &lt;em&gt;macs&lt;/em&gt;, for goodness sake, that lovely red-and-yellow fast food restaurant we all take for granted, could have so much to hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same lady who pissed tomoe off every friday evening, is still there.&lt;br /&gt;to piss her off. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are still guys with laptops, bringing to mind the endless replaying of "inside your heaven" by carrie underwood, so much so that i was annoyed by the song to no end by about five replays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song choice of macs is still terrible... bringing to mind tomoe's idea that the english name of 张信哲 is *insert weird accent* zhangxinzhe~~~&lt;br /&gt;goodness, tomoe can't even remember that incident well.&lt;br /&gt;she thinks it was 刘德华.&lt;br /&gt;me: 是张信哲！刘德华跟张信哲差很远leh...&lt;br /&gt;tomoe: 哎呀，他们都是香港人...&lt;br /&gt;me: 张信哲是台湾人...&lt;br /&gt;tomoe: ...都是华人！&lt;br /&gt;me: might as well say 都是男人...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as tomoe says, it even sounds like they have christmas songs and 杀猪 songs. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i met myra and zhuwei at amk hub.&lt;br /&gt;some things just dont change ^^&lt;br /&gt;for instance, stealing zhuwei's rubber band and threatening her with ridiculous things such as...&lt;br /&gt;"you'll only get your rubber band back if you can help myra successfully log in to her facebook account on your phone."&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;"you'll only get your rubber band back if abigail comes by 7.15. if she doesnt, your rubber band goes in the water."&lt;br /&gt;another thing that doesnt change is watching zhuwei stand up and completely pwn the guys nearby in terms of height ^^;&lt;br /&gt;another thing that doesnt change is abigail being extremely unapologetically LATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.&lt;br /&gt;we spent a ridiculously long time deciding where to go to eat, lmao.&lt;br /&gt;pepper lunch? mos burger? subway? pizza hut?&lt;br /&gt;and along the way, we saw jiafeng xD&lt;br /&gt;i recognised the class tee before i saw her.&lt;br /&gt;it just seemed to jump out at me, like how the fish on the tee is jumping out of its too-small bowl.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we settled on pizza hut.&lt;br /&gt;until we realised that we will actually be waiting for 10 to 15 mins, and then decided to go eat at kfc instead -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four of us in four different uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;hci, rjc (sorry lah i dont wanna call it ri(jc) leh), njc, ajc.&lt;br /&gt;we should totally have taken pics pls.&lt;br /&gt;but the same sentiments everywhere:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss stnicks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there is the going home part.&lt;br /&gt;more memories again.&lt;br /&gt;i will not apologise for anyone who read until here and is completely unable to understand what im feeling, because i reserve the right to be nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;how long has it been since myra, zhuwei and i stood in the train, surrounded by masses of people, not caring about the strange looks cast by others as myra and i attempted to convince zhuwei to (this phrase is gonna give her nightmares) repeat after us: &lt;em&gt;EMBRACE MY HEIGHT!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence the proposal of friday being the lets-heck-everybody-and-go-home-together day.&lt;br /&gt;it must happen. i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so began the long walk home from admiralty mrt station, partly because i somehow felt that waiting at the bus stop seemed a pretty pathetic thing to do today.&lt;br /&gt;a pretty nice feeling to be shrouded in shadows by the (overgrown) plants by the roadside.&lt;br /&gt;(i mean, seriously, what were they thinking by planting all that stuff?)&lt;br /&gt;in any case, there's just one conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's no place like stnicks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all of a sudden i felt like doing it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;wearing a blue pinafore which has a belt never the right height nor the right size.&lt;br /&gt;with that sewn-on 德纯义坚 school badge which screams PRIMARY SCHOOL because goodness, teenagers do actually remember to pin stuff onto their uniforms okay.&lt;br /&gt;with that bright yellow nametag that i initially hated so much because it screamed BANANA, but now i love it because it reminds me that im from the &lt;em&gt;yellow badge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that same nametag which has my chinese name written proudly above my english name.&lt;br /&gt;ironically, nobody paid much attention to it until jc, when i &lt;em&gt;dont&lt;/em&gt; wear my nametag anymore, but people still enjoy calling me "XIU xian!"&lt;br /&gt;specially for today, i wore the SNG socks again.&lt;br /&gt;although this time i didnt actually care if you could see the SNG or not.&lt;br /&gt;despite the smug smirks i would allow myself whenever councillors stopped in front of abigail or myra to tell them to pull up their socks, completely skipping me-who-also-has-unsatisfactory-socks.&lt;br /&gt;because really, in this environment, do you really need to tell everybody you're a stnicks girl?&lt;br /&gt;it's enough to be a stnicks girl at heart.&lt;br /&gt;and i will always be one, even if people tell me i have the face of a schoolgirl from just across the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once A St Nicks Girl, Always A St Nicks Girl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe that throughout that whole lengthy reminiscence, i didnt mention &lt;em&gt;Mrs Goh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i miss her &gt;&lt; and all her quotable quotes.&lt;br /&gt;i will quote only the one that always sticks in my memory. always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When St Nicks is at its best, NOBODY comes close.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-1838112469705492459?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/1838112469705492459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=1838112469705492459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/1838112469705492459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/1838112469705492459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/05/firstly.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-1743026108040270483</id><published>2009-05-27T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:12:57.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i fail in blogging when emo, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i actually had this entire chunk of words typed out.&lt;br /&gt;then i decided it doesnt make sense.&lt;br /&gt;and highlighted the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;and pressed backspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last week of school is almost over :)&lt;br /&gt;though something tells me i'm not going to enjoy my june holidays &lt;em&gt;at all&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but there are things to look forward to :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have no idea how i am going to last through bike hike when i can't even run for the bus or dash for food in the canteen to beat the queues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;하루 종일 &lt;s&gt;장난치듯&lt;/s&gt; 날 밀고 당기고 무너져도.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;two more days only.&lt;br /&gt;can one lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-1743026108040270483?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/1743026108040270483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=1743026108040270483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/1743026108040270483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/1743026108040270483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-fail-in-blogging-when-emo-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-7275415205294454429</id><published>2009-05-23T22:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T13:58:20.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as usual, Kim Jonghyun's a heartbreaker.&lt;br /&gt;this time, he's really done it.&lt;br /&gt;his taste in girls has changed...&lt;br /&gt;from "long black hair, white skin and red lips" (女鬼) in Replay days...&lt;br /&gt;to "Olivia Hussey" when SHINee comes back with Juliette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont wanna be mean,&lt;br /&gt;but i would've somewhat approved of his taste in girls if she were still juliet in the 1968 film version of popular shakespeare play romeo and juliet.&lt;br /&gt;but now... umm, you can just google 'olivia hussey' if you're interested.&lt;br /&gt;Kim Jonghyun, come back to the present. *pulls*&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather you marry a female ghost instead.&lt;br /&gt;or, in all honesty, i'd much rather you marry your american noona from yunhanam.&lt;br /&gt;have you forgotten about her? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.&lt;br /&gt;today was bio lesson.&lt;br /&gt;i was freaking almost late &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i was actually late lah, but they hadnt started when i came in.&lt;br /&gt;the first thing that struck me was the smell of food. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol at the wonders that a reflection off a surface can do.&lt;br /&gt;kaeyuan's totally sick lah. liddat also can notice. -_-&lt;br /&gt;lesson learnt: whn sitting in front of a tablet pc, NEVER wear anything with a V neckline.&lt;br /&gt;as quoted from joanne: "KAEYUAN! how can you think of your seonsaengnim like that!"&lt;br /&gt;okay, granted, she didnt say seonsaengnim (i would personally be floored if she did)&lt;br /&gt;but you never know who's reading. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then sarah was super epic today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs sim: "telomerase activity is only present in germ cells, stem cells and absent in somatic cells. somatic cells are cells other than your sex cells..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah: "does that mean germs live forever?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs sim: "NOOOOOOOOOOOO *epic outburst* germ cells are cells that give rise to your gametes! you mean that you think a stem cell is a cell in the stem of a plant?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah: "HUH really? are you joking?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs sim: "OF COURSE IM JOKINGGGGG"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqi: "可以继续吗..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance "night" was effing nice 8DDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna go &lt;em&gt;back again&lt;/em&gt; lah haha.&lt;br /&gt;i got abit overexcited for nothing due to the many familiar song titles present in one particular writeup.&lt;br /&gt;i cant say i was disappointed though, cos the dance was still nice.&lt;br /&gt;despite the fact that the song i was really looking forward to most was missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if possible, i really want a replay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;네가 있는게 꿈이었단 걸&lt;br /&gt;내 눈가에 고여진 눈물이 말해줬어&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;안돼요 안돼요 그렇게 가지마요&lt;br /&gt;제발 한 번만 한 번만 날 다시 안아줘요&lt;br /&gt;다시 눈감아 널 보러가면&lt;br /&gt;그 자리에 멈춘 나를 안아줘요&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;아무 말도 안 해도, 이미 모두 알고 있는 걸&lt;br /&gt;so true, so true.&lt;br /&gt;it's not your words that speak volumes, nor your actions.&lt;br /&gt;it's your silence, and what you say with your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;because i'm past wondering if it's my problem.&lt;br /&gt;because i'm past caring.&lt;br /&gt;woot woot, yay me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* //edit: sunday, 24 may 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well excuuuuuuuuse &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;there's a limit to how much crap i can take over msn lor.&lt;br /&gt;probably arbitrarily higher than what i can take face-to-face, but a limit nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind helping you to the best of my abilities if you didnt listen and missed out on the details.&lt;br /&gt;i honestly dont mind. its okay, it happens, it happens to me too.&lt;br /&gt;but what i &lt;em&gt;cant&lt;/em&gt; stand is when smth like this happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tmr what are we doing for bio and pw ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;pw im nt sure, bio we're doing cell division overview and mcq.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for two hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;idk, thats what she said yesterday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no prac issit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;er i dont think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*offline*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you'd allow me to complete your sentence: &lt;em&gt;THANKS?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im. not. a. freaking. INFORMATION CENTRE.&lt;br /&gt;decent people usually &lt;em&gt;thank&lt;/em&gt; the people at the information centre, even if it didnt exactly give them the information they wanted.&lt;br /&gt;its called &lt;em&gt;basic courtesy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;whatever lah kthxbai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall now go and blast juliette on endless repeat to take my mind off things.&lt;br /&gt;TCHHH.&lt;br /&gt;drown myself in the healing qualities i've come to associate with their voices and the thought of them.&lt;br /&gt;영혼을 바칠께요.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-7275415205294454429?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/7275415205294454429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>another week flown by lol.&lt;br /&gt;everything i get back is flunked like shit.&lt;br /&gt;by flunked like shit i mean really like shit.&lt;br /&gt;and not like "like shit but actually its okay de lor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever, HURR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need my life, my oxygen back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurr whatever manxz.&lt;br /&gt;even my korean's starting to suck more and more.&lt;br /&gt;-_- RAWRR.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, okay, it wasnt even that good to begin with ._.&lt;br /&gt;but its getting worse?&lt;br /&gt;hurr suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okkkk.&lt;br /&gt;so because i dont like being sad / emo for too long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHINee's Juliette MV was released today 8D&lt;br /&gt;yinyee's response was... kind of amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yinyee (:               너 라 고 says:&lt;br /&gt;omg taemin&lt;br /&gt;omg their outfits&lt;br /&gt;omg their choreography!&lt;br /&gt;OMG MINHO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;louisa// Juliette! 잠꼬대~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;i know im a lit student&lt;br /&gt;but im finding it hard&lt;br /&gt;to interpret&lt;br /&gt;what your omgs mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yinyee (:               너 라 고 says:&lt;br /&gt;and omg minho during his rap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;louisa// Juliette! 잠꼬대~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is called &lt;em&gt;not listening&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so what she basically meant was&lt;br /&gt;omg taemin doesnt look 15.&lt;br /&gt;omg their outfits are damn colourful.&lt;br /&gt;omg their choreography is nice.&lt;br /&gt;omg minho during his rap is *O*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;달콤히, 좀 더 달콤하게&lt;br /&gt;사랑의 세레나데~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right&lt;br /&gt;its 10.25pm now~&lt;br /&gt;gotta go airport le!&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;*poof*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-940179395733499378?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/940179395733499378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=940179395733499378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/940179395733499378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/940179395733499378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-week-flown-by-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-5432788303341803210</id><published>2009-05-16T18:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T00:22:46.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA omg the world's too effing small xDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a short summary of the msn convo between me and jesmine (whom i havent seen in ages, goodness i miss my stnicks friends).&lt;br /&gt;a certain amount of detail has been concealed, but the gist is there nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;if you're smart enough you'll figure it out ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;D: says:&lt;br /&gt;okay if he is from [primary school]&lt;br /&gt;i will puke out all my pineapple i ate&lt;br /&gt;as in primary school&lt;br /&gt;issit yeah i think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;louisa// oh, juliet, deal with it! says:&lt;br /&gt;lol i have no idea&lt;br /&gt;OMG FREAK&lt;br /&gt;HE KNOWS [my sec2 classmate]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;D: says:&lt;br /&gt;HHAHAHAH I THINK MY SEC 1 CLASSMATE EYECANDIED SOMEONE CALLED [name] IN [some] CLASS BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;hahaahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;and he was from [CCA]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;louisa// oh, juliet, deal with it! says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;it has to be him haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a while later...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;louisa// oh, juliet, deal with it! says:&lt;br /&gt;[link] &lt;- lol show your sec1 classmate this link and ask if he's the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;D: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;okay the picture just made me laughed like siao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;AHAHAH YOU KNOW WHAT, IT IS HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;hahaahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i recognise, kinda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;4 years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;cos i was staring at him very intently to see which part of him is good-looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;louisa// oh, juliet, deal with it! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAHAHAHHA OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAA SHIT LAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;THE WORLD IS TOO SMALL MANXZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*end*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha im srsly dammit amused lah&lt;br /&gt;im also extremely sleepy&lt;br /&gt;its 12.20 and i havent mugged for math lecture test&lt;br /&gt;gg-fied muchly.&lt;br /&gt;see how much i can chiong tmr lor.&lt;br /&gt;sighz. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-5432788303341803210?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/5432788303341803210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=5432788303341803210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5432788303341803210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5432788303341803210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-totally-feel-like-dishing-out-couple.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-1420614508262873261</id><published>2009-05-15T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:34:35.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>louisa needs to stop playing with guns before she shoots, not only her mouth, but her whole head clean off her neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did a bit of thinking on the bus home today.&lt;br /&gt;its a long and rainy day, and it was one heck of a wait at the bus stop -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better watch our backs a little more from now on.&lt;br /&gt;better be careful.&lt;br /&gt;better not be so naive to take everything at face value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently super addicted to sisqo's incomplete.&lt;br /&gt;all right, actually its jonghyun's version of the song -_-&lt;br /&gt;but hey, its only his diction that's fail, right? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after thinking for so long, i still havent come up with a decent conclusion for myself.&lt;br /&gt;says alot about how well my brain works, eh.&lt;br /&gt;in any case...&lt;br /&gt;shall we say that i am mildly disillusioned, yes.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;mildly is an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im addicted to nothing better by brown eyed soul too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;이제 꿈처럼 내 맘은 그대곁에 가만히 멈춰서요&lt;br /&gt;한순간도 깨지 않은 끝없는 꿈을 꿔요&lt;br /&gt;이제 숨처럼 내곁에 항상쉬며&lt;br /&gt;그렇게 있어주면&lt;br /&gt;nothing better, nothing better than you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now, like a dream, my heart stops silently beside you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;without awaking even for a moment, i dream an endless dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and now, like breathing, if you were to always rest by my side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if it were to remain this way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing better, nothing better than you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cr. girlwithsmalleyes @ SHINee Forums / weiqi and xiang for helping ^^;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-1420614508262873261?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/1420614508262873261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>so im here to whine about my "life's savings" being bled dry.&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;im srsly damn depressed lah.&lt;br /&gt;and im like starving now.&lt;br /&gt;cant eat yet cos mum not home .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life's savingssssss.&lt;br /&gt;my shinee mini albummmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;my... foooooooooooood.&lt;br /&gt;rawrr omg this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i need to keep my piggy bank under lock and key D:&lt;br /&gt;so that i never EVER take out my savings until stuff like shinee albums come along.&lt;br /&gt;seriously ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misogyny is your terminal disease.&lt;br /&gt;cant be helped, too bad, dont care.&lt;br /&gt;^_^;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-8075461899049271179?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37657565.post-8434260364626376944</id><published>2009-05-08T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:07:21.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EZPP9NZ2icc/SgQ6vLCPUUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Bs2rqxf6cfE/s1600-h/wallpaper.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333452440803955010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EZPP9NZ2icc/SgQ6vLCPUUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Bs2rqxf6cfE/s320/wallpaper.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAA LYNN MADE THIS FOR ME &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beauty in simplicity!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyway, this is a very belated thanks to everyone who wished me a happy birthday xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wheeeeeeeeee haha im damn high xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont really feel much like blogging. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe im just tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shall go... idk, listen to music again or smth. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-8434260364626376944?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/8434260364626376944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=8434260364626376944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8434260364626376944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/8434260364626376944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/05/hahaa-lynn-made-this-for-me-3-beauty-in.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EZPP9NZ2icc/SgQ6vLCPUUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Bs2rqxf6cfE/s72-c/wallpaper.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37657565.post-1175075311550735449</id><published>2009-05-04T21:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T22:20:18.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i40.tinypic.com/15gw7lu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px" alt="" src="http://i40.tinypic.com/15gw7lu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;KIM JONGHYUN. OMFG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this last night (thanks to june unnie ^^;;)&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt freaking breathe HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;and i really couldnt sleep because of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*fans self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im dead.&lt;br /&gt;i died happy.&lt;br /&gt;before my seventeenth birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesyes i think my image is totally ruined.&lt;br /&gt;the more i look at it, the more i think i have no sanity left to speak of.&lt;br /&gt;i shall go practise abstinence for now.&lt;br /&gt;(i secretly think i'll fail.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;like i said, i died happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-1175075311550735449?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/1175075311550735449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=1175075311550735449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/1175075311550735449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/1175075311550735449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/05/kim-jonghyun.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/15gw7lu_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37657565.post-5025519348309821482</id><published>2009-05-01T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:08:23.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy may day!&lt;br /&gt;birthday's coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;SHINee's comeback coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont really feel like blogging about poop.&lt;br /&gt;it was a nice show, definitely a great one.&lt;br /&gt;but theres alot of memories that it brought back &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;that i dont really want to relive at 12.10 am whn i have a bio lecture in the morning tmr -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so with that,&lt;br /&gt;i shall go sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-5025519348309821482?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/5025519348309821482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=5025519348309821482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5025519348309821482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/5025519348309821482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-may-day-birthdays-coming-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-51406975438338250</id><published>2009-04-27T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:59:29.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chem lecture test was like, whut.&lt;br /&gt;i was amazed that some people just spammed the MCQ with As lol.&lt;br /&gt;"there's bound to be at least some that will have As right!" -student&lt;br /&gt;"heehee. there's very few As hehehehehehe" -teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;granted, i didnt knw whether he was actually talking about As as in MCQ option As, or As as in grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not mean lor. my imitations just happen to be very accurate. 8D&lt;br /&gt;*does hand-flick*&lt;br /&gt;and no, we do not &lt;em&gt;smoke&lt;/em&gt; / &lt;em&gt;bluff&lt;/em&gt; our way through things lor! D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;it is the result of endless drilling in preparation for O levels.&lt;br /&gt;i still remember my (O level standard) chemical bonding very well okay.&lt;br /&gt;its just that after coming to JC... it doesnt exactly count for much. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;same with the rest of my chem lor.&lt;br /&gt;i used to be doing okay in sec4? then now its like...&lt;br /&gt;FREAKING SUBPASS LAH. D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness my lovely 8 demerit points were erased from isp after all.&lt;br /&gt;but im still keeping that email for life.&lt;br /&gt;its a... nice memory lol.&lt;br /&gt;of the efficiency and, ah, impartiality of the discipline system.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coughing like shit now, urgh.&lt;br /&gt;this is annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my mother threw a mini tantrum over dinner just now.&lt;br /&gt;because i told her she was too noisy.&lt;br /&gt;but in all honesty, &lt;em&gt;she was really too noisy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt disable the alert sounds on msn, and shawol mc was going on in the bg (so you can imagine all the alerts just sounding and sounding)&lt;br /&gt;then my mother very happily decided to imitate it?&lt;br /&gt;and ummm she sounded a little retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you try imitating the msn alert sounds lah. you will also sound retarded.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway i told her she was too noisy.&lt;br /&gt;and then after that she refused to say anything to me because "its too noisy".&lt;br /&gt;like, wts -_-&lt;br /&gt;in the end i also win cos i can hold my silence longer than her ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okk maybe i should go do work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am not a mugger&lt;/em&gt;. but i gotta do work.&lt;br /&gt;or else i'd be committing suicide yuppyupp.&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness for my itunes to be there with me~ ^^;&lt;br /&gt;till later~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-51406975438338250?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/51406975438338250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=51406975438338250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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by people and refuses to admit that she is in fact mesmerised!!&lt;br /&gt;i need some humour right about now.&lt;br /&gt;and by humour i mean the real humour, not the sarcastic sense of the word.&lt;br /&gt;chem lecture test on monday &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;sure gg-fied de T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;대체 누구나 바보가 된거죠?&lt;br /&gt;뭐 하는 건지?&lt;br /&gt;그 사람의 말을 정말 믿을 수가 없잖아.&lt;br /&gt;다른 사람의 잘 못은 아니라구요!&lt;br /&gt;넌 정신 좀 차려주세요.&lt;br /&gt;이제부터 너와 난 상관없어요.&lt;br /&gt;나에게 한마디도 말하지마.&lt;br /&gt;내가 화낼겠다.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-4183082270041605549?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/4183082270041605549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=4183082270041605549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4183082270041605549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4183082270041605549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-are-all-usual-people-that-amuse.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-8760648654885270277</id><published>2009-04-21T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T14:15:43.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its not long before 샤이니 월드 starts becoming official!&lt;br /&gt;^^;;&lt;br /&gt;is this a hint at an impending comeback?&lt;br /&gt;gosh im excited. for no reason at all LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my shoulders are peeling in like opposite directions or smth.&lt;br /&gt;my right shoulder peels down to my arm, but my left shoulder peels down to my back.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im okay.&lt;br /&gt;you may see me sleeping / stoning / looking very tired way more often than usual, but i assure you.&lt;br /&gt;im perfectly fine.&lt;br /&gt;the day when my blog is not updated for two months, should be the day you start worrying about me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-8760648654885270277?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/8760648654885270277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi blog. hi world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;procrastination's kicking in again yey.&lt;br /&gt;the big P word~&lt;br /&gt;in my defence, i did (attempt to) mug at bishan library while waiting for zhuwei to finish her korean class ._.&lt;br /&gt;i kind of want to go more than ever now, because they're doing alot of vocab, which i freaking &lt;s&gt;need&lt;/s&gt; want. but its on saturday mornings. boo.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i said i ATTEMPTED TO mug, because this little boy (it's a boy, i can just tell) was practising how to be a laser gun on the ground floor of the library while i was at the very top floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was damn happy when i saw zhuwei bessy vanessa roxanne at macritchie on friday okayy!&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know they were all council-elects, wts &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;but yesyes, even though it kinda dont concern me, but JIAYOU FOR COUNCIL PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bessy's first words upon seeing me:&lt;br /&gt;你变黑了.&lt;br /&gt;coming from bessy, thats a pretty stinging insult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum's first words upon seeing me at the airport:&lt;br /&gt;wah. why so dark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;my shoulders are super unbalanced now.&lt;br /&gt;the left one is a patchwork and the right one is, like, sunburnt.&lt;br /&gt;grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i like beyond recognition or smth.&lt;br /&gt;i know my juniors saw me lor.&lt;br /&gt;but thn arh.&lt;br /&gt;no need to cast so many backward glances :/&lt;br /&gt;like you saw some ghost behind you in the library or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh my brain's function is like steadily deteriorating.&lt;br /&gt;i am SOOOOOOOOOO dead.&lt;br /&gt;*headdesk* siannnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-1647109342493781357?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37657565.post-397245536404014446</id><published>2009-04-11T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T19:48:27.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look at the cut on my hand, and kind of wonder what its doing there.&lt;br /&gt;its a pus-yellow colour, but the skin around it is pinkish. its still rather raw. its stinging and smarting.&lt;br /&gt;basically, it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you dont see it when things are going good for you,&lt;br /&gt;you see it only when everything starts crashing down.&lt;br /&gt;there's more, underneath happy smiles and cheerful jokes and everything else.&lt;br /&gt;there almost always is, and i dont think this is an exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened to school spirit.&lt;br /&gt;what happened to hcunite.&lt;br /&gt;what happened to the simple act of support through the final burst of a long, arduous journey to the top.&lt;br /&gt;does it not apply to you?&lt;br /&gt;is there no significance in it?&lt;br /&gt;does it not concern your own little bubble of comfortable existence, just because you havent the slightest amount of attachment to anything else other than you and your little circle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicely done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont tell me to go home and watch it on tv, or to just read the blog, or to hear it from other people.&lt;br /&gt;you dont know, do you.&lt;br /&gt;i guess they didnt teach you what 姐妹同心 is like.&lt;br /&gt;granted, this can hardly be counted as a case of 姐妹 but.&lt;br /&gt;the spirit is there, you just dont feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is when i really miss stnicks like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;where stnicks is concerned, i am 200% sure, or maybe even surer, that i wouldnt be in a situation where i have feelings like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe,&lt;br /&gt;its just you.&lt;br /&gt;dont expect me to look at you in the same way again.&lt;br /&gt;you just took my impression of you and shattered it completely.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not looking forward to tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;good luck, hc water polo team :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-397245536404014446?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/397245536404014446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=397245536404014446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/397245536404014446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/397245536404014446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-4025232059203854729</id><published>2009-04-09T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:59:55.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i broke a burette today. -_-&lt;br /&gt;kind of, wanted to move it up the retort stand so i could take away the conical flask.&lt;br /&gt;then there's a piang sound and next thing i know, the nozzle of my burette is lying happily in the colourless solution. -_-&lt;br /&gt;i tio stun. no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when answering gp aq, pls have a conversation with the writer.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Vicky!" (author's name is Victoria Sherborne [sp?]) .__.&lt;br /&gt;sarah's idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been bloghopping abit and i realise alot of ppl nap during gp ._.&lt;br /&gt;charis: "do you want me to give you the POKE of life?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "hehe no thanks ._."&lt;br /&gt;*pushes charis to wake her up*&lt;br /&gt;"that was the push of life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the sickest sounding thing is probably the thrust of life." -caiyi&lt;br /&gt;this quote is... idek. pure win? pure O_O? *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*me talking to charis abt gp*&lt;br /&gt;charis: "なんで!"&lt;br /&gt;me: *tio stun* how come you suddenly start using jap?&lt;br /&gt;charis: "it's zichao and weiqi's fault."&lt;br /&gt;me: *tio stun again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne also started going "就是" at random intervals liao.&lt;br /&gt;i insist its a recently occurring phenomenon, but she says its been going on for a while.&lt;br /&gt;idk. maybe im not observant enough. *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from "uncle leong", weiqi became zichao's SISTER-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;nice one :)&lt;br /&gt;and idek when elizabeth became weiqi's wife, but, er, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaking twisted my ankle and its freaking pain. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;put weight on it also pain.&lt;br /&gt;GG LARH. D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;this month must be my jinx month or smth.&lt;br /&gt;GP TEST ALSO TIO ON MY BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet sixteenth got napfa.&lt;br /&gt;sweet seventeenth got gp essay test.&lt;br /&gt;YEY. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daaaaaaaaaaamn sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;consequences of braindead-ness = ultra stoning.&lt;br /&gt;.___.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-4025232059203854729?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/4025232059203854729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=4025232059203854729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4025232059203854729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/4025232059203854729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-broke-burette-today.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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-37657565.post-2734109793484890488</id><published>2009-04-08T20:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T21:03:12.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EZPP9NZ2icc/Sdyb2IU23nI/AAAAAAAAABU/TOplPo3ZXWg/s1600-h/jonghyun31.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322300213895290482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EZPP9NZ2icc/Sdyb2IU23nI/AAAAAAAAABU/TOplPo3ZXWg/s320/jonghyun31.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EZPP9NZ2icc/SdyddxsD9WI/AAAAAAAAABc/ownA944ctoo/s1600-h/jonghyun28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322301994524996962" style="WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EZPP9NZ2icc/SdyddxsD9WI/AAAAAAAAABc/ownA944ctoo/s320/jonghyun28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EZPP9NZ2icc/Sdyb1rL6jJI/AAAAAAAAAA8/f1ozoYvs8zc/s1600-h/jonghyun44.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EZPP9NZ2icc/Sdyb1hFdfHI/AAAAAAAAABE/ZZehoCfm6oM/s1600-h/jonghyun51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322300203361729650" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EZPP9NZ2icc/Sdyb1hFdfHI/AAAAAAAAABE/ZZehoCfm6oM/s320/jonghyun51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EZPP9NZ2icc/Sdyb1rL6jJI/AAAAAAAAAA8/f1ozoYvs8zc/s1600-h/jonghyun44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322300206073154706" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EZPP9NZ2icc/Sdyb1rL6jJI/AAAAAAAAAA8/f1ozoYvs8zc/s320/jonghyun44.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four of my favourite jonghyun pics in my collection. ♥♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;like my msn nick now says, "happy because it's you. ♥"&lt;br /&gt;it just sums up everything :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Kim Jonghyun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;그럼 전 여기까지-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;사랑해.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37657565-2734109793484890488?l=flyandfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/feeds/2734109793484890488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37657565&amp;postID=2734109793484890488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/2734109793484890488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37657565/posts/default/2734109793484890488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyandfall.blogspot.com/2009/04/four-of-my-favourite-jonghyun-pics-in.html' title=''/><author><name>crappy-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11591181877378012505</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EZPP9NZ2icc/Sdyb2IU23nI/AAAAAAAAABU/TOplPo3ZXWg/s72-c/jonghyun31.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
