<?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-7026987</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:43:11.008+08:00</updated><category term='netball'/><category term='fever'/><category term='birthday'/><title type='text'>mich]]</title><subtitle type='html'>moved to http://footprintsin-thesand.blogspot.com/.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>437</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026987.post-6545660058114468580</id><published>2009-02-14T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T00:46:15.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why do i bother?</title><content type='html'>Looks like i haven't updated my blog since 09nov 2008, that makes it 3 months and 5 days. and it also means that christmas, new year and CNY have flown by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most people make it a point to MINIMALLY update their blogs on these occasions, or rather on meaningful occasions, but i guess i felt that nothing was worth talking about for awhile. anyway, i think the only reason im back is to officially put myself on a HAITUS. it's too (whats the word?) shameful to leave 400+posts to rot without making it official. i think i am not talking sense here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but just in case people actually stop by here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently,&lt;br /&gt;michelle is in BMT&lt;br /&gt;she can do the low rope! (somehow everyone exclaims this?)&lt;br /&gt;she drinks lots of water&lt;br /&gt;and OFTEN has to run up 4 storeys to use the loo&lt;br /&gt;she getting tanner (marginally), and hopefully fitter too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle misses her classmates (whom she'll see tomorrow hopefully, for singles' night?)&lt;br /&gt;she wants to play some netball! and pool, and basketball(even though she played some 1 day back), and michelle hasnt seen her busy besty for 2390483259745897435943 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. lastly, i NEED to change my blog template soon. its damn ugly to me though it seemed nice in the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-6545660058114468580?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6545660058114468580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=6545660058114468580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/6545660058114468580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/6545660058114468580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-do-i-bother.html' title='why do i bother?'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-348180889495061765</id><published>2008-11-09T12:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T12:18:35.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time to post</title><content type='html'>in the very midsts of the As. physics tomorrow, kinda taking a break now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recap of important events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obama is president&lt;br /&gt;economic crisis.&lt;br /&gt;As! maths is over. chem3, phy3, gp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im super unfit.&lt;br /&gt;sian. i havent done this in very long. nothing more to say. byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-i think i should stop watching tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-348180889495061765?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/348180889495061765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=348180889495061765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/348180889495061765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/348180889495061765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-to-post.html' title='time to post'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-5204995850490129782</id><published>2008-06-20T14:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T15:20:12.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fetish&amp;fantasy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thespoof.com/sitepics/misc/mms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.thespoof.com/sitepics/misc/mms.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my new found love. haha. and my apparent 50.5kg can say bye-bye to the new like 51.smth ALREADY! its been less than a week.. =/ ohwell. i just feel like saying i always imagine m&amp;amp;ms being made by shooting mini oval shaped chocolate centres through a 'screen of the colour' and the shell will harden by the time it lands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random. sorry. i should be studying.. i totally feel like cycling now though, but singapore roads suck for cycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see. EVERYTHING from phy and some econs left. =/ and might i say that i have yet to memorise any definitions (for EVERYTHING). i have no life. here i am stuck at home while my bro's out watching the hulk with his friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-5204995850490129782?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5204995850490129782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=5204995850490129782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/5204995850490129782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/5204995850490129782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/06/fetiche.html' title='fetish&amp;fantasy'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-6645194311771255925</id><published>2008-06-15T13:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T13:51:29.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wallpapers</title><content type='html'>its no secret that i switch on my computer everyday. so in order for me to 'minimise' the distraction it causes i've created 2 studying wallpapers! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/SFSsq4JVOlI/AAAAAAAAAKk/yhYlkHou_9w/s1600-h/you+should+be+studying2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/SFSsq4JVOlI/AAAAAAAAAKk/yhYlkHou_9w/s320/you+should+be+studying2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211980521400515154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inspired by the handphone wallpaper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/SFSrvJGS2rI/AAAAAAAAAKc/G9505Mc_r9I/s1600-h/study.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/SFSrvJGS2rI/AAAAAAAAAKc/G9505Mc_r9I/s320/study.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211979495159028402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i like this one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-this is just another way of wasting time. sigh. organic chem here i come.. soon...&lt;br /&gt;everyone should listen to 'the call' by regina spektor from the narnia OST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It started out as a feeling&lt;br /&gt;Which then grew into a hope&lt;br /&gt;Which then turned into a quiet thought&lt;br /&gt;Which then turned into a quiet word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then that word grew louder and louder&lt;br /&gt;'Til it was a battle cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When you call me&lt;br /&gt;No need to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because everything's changing&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean it's never&lt;br /&gt;Been this way before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you can do is try to know&lt;br /&gt;Who your friends are&lt;br /&gt;As you head off to the war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick a star on the dark horizon&lt;br /&gt;And follow the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When it's over&lt;br /&gt;No need to say good bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When it's over&lt;br /&gt;No need to say good bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're back to the beginning&lt;br /&gt;It's just a feeling and now one knows yet&lt;br /&gt;But just because they can't feel it too&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean that you have to forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let your memories grow stronger and stronger&lt;br /&gt;'Til they're before your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When they call you&lt;br /&gt;No need to say good bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When they call you&lt;br /&gt;No need to say good bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-6645194311771255925?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6645194311771255925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=6645194311771255925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/6645194311771255925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/6645194311771255925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/06/wallpapers.html' title='wallpapers'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/SFSsq4JVOlI/AAAAAAAAAKk/yhYlkHou_9w/s72-c/you+should+be+studying2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026987.post-4234219656240174985</id><published>2008-06-14T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T22:32:44.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YUMEI!</title><content type='html'>this post is dedicated to my junior! because she wanted me to post about her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's damn retarded!&lt;br /&gt;i'm always talking to her online and about the most random things!&lt;br /&gt;yesterday she slept damn late just because she didnt feel like sleeping and even though she was tired.&lt;br /&gt;go and sleep!&lt;br /&gt;in the end i slept later than her though at like 3am?&lt;br /&gt;she studies in school a lot these days and im supposed to go find her ONE OF THESE DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;we're supposed to have a sleepover at my place! and everyone else is invited if they want!&lt;br /&gt;really they are.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm, there's nothing more to say.&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-4234219656240174985?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4234219656240174985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=4234219656240174985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/4234219656240174985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/4234219656240174985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/06/yumei.html' title='YUMEI!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-4312311912977068570</id><published>2008-06-13T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T16:27:00.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just can't get over it!</title><content type='html'>in 2 days it'll be my 1 month anniversary of retirement! i'm degenerated! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly cant stop thinking about the finals! ah, i'm feeling damn bad for them. so many what ifs. but i guess i shouldnt say too much, in case i draw the flak of the many people who think that ac deserves to win or the umpire was bias or smth. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahwell. 10 days to CTs. at least i sorta consider myself finished for maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch sex and the city. and kungfu panda? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-4312311912977068570?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4312311912977068570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=4312311912977068570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/4312311912977068570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/4312311912977068570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-just-cant-get-over-it.html' title='i just can&apos;t get over it!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-139983026047886433</id><published>2008-06-11T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:05:37.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coughing till my brains come out</title><content type='html'>12 days till CTs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its besty's birthday tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im dying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-139983026047886433?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/139983026047886433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=139983026047886433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/139983026047886433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/139983026047886433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/06/coughing-till-my-brains-come-out.html' title='coughing till my brains come out'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-3730741754933187470</id><published>2008-06-10T01:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T02:05:47.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='netball'/><title type='text'>one season's ended, only for another one to begin</title><content type='html'>happy birhtday may babies! silei, nats, xinlei, niki, gillian, brenda! half a year of training has culminated to RJC's victory again this year. must say that it's been the closest match i've ever played. thong's was my WA! i'm kinda glad she was, helped keep me from contacting too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RJ NJ 69-10&lt;br /&gt;RJ PJ 73-26&lt;br /&gt;RJ YJ 91-13&lt;br /&gt;RJ DHS 90-14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RJ TJ 57-24&lt;br /&gt;RJ AJ 58-28&lt;br /&gt;RJ HC 57-55&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RJ SA 49-39&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RJ AC 51-50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scores this season, i thought i should put it down somewhere, so we can remember it for a long time to come. ah, every time i think about the finals, i smile, then sigh. i'm really glad that RJ won, after we put in the 6 months of effort and if you were there you KNOW we wanted it. badly. but then again, i feel super sad for celeste, jiazhi, nat, thongs. all my ex teammates, they really played well. ah. i'm lost for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after season, i've been struggling with my new life as a retiree. retired sports people join the KFC (keep fit club). i'm lagging in practically every subject. i've only recently caught back and ONLY for maths. ohmygosh, my english is like crap, im not even typing in gramatically correct sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCAL facil was fun. rafting was slack. enjoyed the company of the groups we got. volleyball and frisbee super series was fun. i think i've become quite a good catcher. haha. and i found out nicky shares MY birthday with me. and some other guy ned, and some other person whom i didnt catch the name. that means, beatrix, amelia, me, nicky, ned, and the other person, 6 of us have the best day in the world! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back from camp on 29th? slept though, fell sick on 30th. fever! slept until sunday. so i slept those days of my life away. sorry besty for not being able to keep to our movie date. i cant ever make it up enough to you. and sorry jon and sammy for not being able to make it for the wakeboarding, yall did a great job planning though. wish i could have been there! ahh i still haven't wakeboarded yet! not fair. sunday was 'eventful' considering i fainted, but was ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was the bomb. tuition at 12ish? felt like shit, so i told ben the tutor that i felt like shit, and wanted to go back to rest for awhile. and while walking back, i fainted. yay me, how smart of you michelle! and i landed up in my bro's room. regained consciousness and face was on the floor. ouch. went to lie back on my bed, called the maid  and my mum. blah blah. my nose was out of place? eeeew, i looked like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum sent me to tan tock seng. many firsts. 1st time on wheelchair. 1st time im hospitalised. 1st time i get to lie on one of those trolley things. 1st time i got getwell apples and stuff. thanks to the people who took time out of their busy schedule to come visit me! evlin and her mum, my grandmas and pa. jon and sammy and jon, huang, chieng, siwei, guang!mel! junyang! jana!(how random!) mrs selvam and mrs fam! and MS KOH!!! haha. thanks for all the fruits and gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one long post, i guess no one will read it. not even me, but its good memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my nose shall heal on its own!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-3730741754933187470?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3730741754933187470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=3730741754933187470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/3730741754933187470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/3730741754933187470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-seasons-ended-only-for-another-one.html' title='one season&apos;s ended, only for another one to begin'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-6364697223450013627</id><published>2008-03-27T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T23:40:02.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our feet on the ground, but our eyes turned skywards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/R-u82jPHksI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/pc3-u55PRP0/s1600-h/DSC00119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/R-u82jPHksI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/pc3-u55PRP0/s320/DSC00119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182443441577497282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this picture totally captures everything. i keep staring at the sky! especially after it rains. nice nice clouds. i want to fly! i want to lie down on my roof and admire the sky (in the day) and the stars (at night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have many things to do. so i better go off. byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and hello chieng i see you actually read my dead blog.. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-6364697223450013627?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=7969027768122308068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7969027768122308068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7969027768122308068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/03/theres-saying-that-goes-work-hard-play.html' title='there&apos;s a saying that goes -- work hard play hard'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-8932878810311903377</id><published>2008-01-27T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T22:28:45.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BY THE WAY</title><content type='html'>i breathe fine.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-8932878810311903377?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8932878810311903377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=8932878810311903377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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because i don't see their point anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i used to write them and forget them. i'll just make more to do lists..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAYS to those who have celebrated from since the last time i posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CHRISTMAS : to make up for the fact that i didnt buy any presents last year for ANYONE. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY/SAD O LEVELS. hope everyone's satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling marginally suffocated with the work i keep telling myself i have to do. haha. lots and lots. which means i shouldn't be blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a month from my pilot's liscense (hopefully i don't fail)&lt;br /&gt;i want to change my blog template.&lt;br /&gt;even if i dont update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;i sometimes wonder why things happen the way they do;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could change it. and frankly i could;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, i'm too tired to try.&lt;br /&gt;too tired to put in effort for something i may not necessarily get any reciprocation for.&lt;br /&gt;i shall just focus on stuff i can do then! =]&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/7026987-8395784277259052806?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8395784277259052806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=8395784277259052806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/8395784277259052806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/8395784277259052806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2008/01/1-month-and-16-days-of-neglect.html' title='1 month and 16 days of neglect'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-7162033994897805579</id><published>2007-12-11T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T14:57:11.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy post happy post</title><content type='html'>im recovering. which means i fell sick. but im recovering. yay. its god's way of telling me to get some rest. now im rested.. i hope i can get on with life again. missed the 143 squadron visit. but its ok. missed training, thats ok too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall start on work. it's terribly boring at home. i want to be 101percent again. suddenly, i feel like going on a holiday. but then again. nah.. spoke to evil a few night back. haha. enjoying her HOLIDAY now.. anw, i have nothing much to say. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-7162033994897805579?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7162033994897805579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=7162033994897805579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7162033994897805579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7162033994897805579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-post-happy-post.html' title='happy post happy post'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-7033912608695924192</id><published>2007-11-24T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T23:00:15.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there are times you love your life, but today, life's a bitch</title><content type='html'>Haven't posted for a month. There's frankly nothing much to talk about. I'm busy. But that's my way of coping. Today, I hate my life. Somebody save me. What went wrong? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;didnt have dinner tonight. Because i have no appitite. SATs are co&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;ing. and I have no mood to think about that now. Life sucks. I'm hungry, but I don't feel like eating. The past seems so far away. People always tell you not to look back; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;aybe because the past can seem so great that nothing in the future can beat that. Or just maybe that it hurts too much. That's how i'm feeling now. Like what ever i do now will never, ever, make my life better than it was before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, maybe that's the only way l&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;fe works. You make a choice, and live with your decisions. I'm living in self-denial. Right now, the truth hurts too much. If only.. Then again.. I wish that things were different sometimes.. Its a lost cause. Or is it? People &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;ay "Time will tell". I say, "f time", it screw&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; you up, it changes things. Even if &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;ou don't change, other things change. And you are either forced to change with the rest or bear the consequences. Life used to be easier. Maybe because i thought about things less. But i don't seem to be able t&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; do that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sho&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;ld sleep. Sleeping make everything better. At least you don't have to think while you are sleeping. Maybe i will dream. A nice dream, where everything works out. Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-7033912608695924192?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7033912608695924192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=7033912608695924192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7033912608695924192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7033912608695924192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/11/there-are-times-you-love-your-life-but.html' title='there are times you love your life, but today, life&apos;s a bitch'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-4591409575052600233</id><published>2007-10-27T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T22:32:32.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking</title><content type='html'>my blog is as dead as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'reign over me'. emo show. makes me emo. i feel bogged down by work. wonder what it'd be like to not worry about anything at all. live life however you want to. that'd be hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. im good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored. steep turns here i come.&lt;br /&gt;ratings here i come&lt;br /&gt;PW here i come&lt;br /&gt;SATs here i come&lt;br /&gt;rj training here i come&lt;br /&gt;ij training here i come&lt;br /&gt;busy-ness makes you think less, yay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-4591409575052600233?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4591409575052600233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=4591409575052600233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/4591409575052600233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/4591409575052600233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/10/thinking.html' title='thinking'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-800328435371838454</id><published>2007-10-10T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T20:16:53.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK</title><content type='html'>i'm jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-800328435371838454?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/800328435371838454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=800328435371838454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/800328435371838454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/800328435371838454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/10/fuck.html' title='FUCK'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-4357191139506552497</id><published>2007-10-09T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T21:14:05.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-------------</title><content type='html'>ok. BLOGGING AGAIN. happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week, i was rushing for PW OP, but it got postponed in the end. slept at like 12 or 1 every night only to wake up at 7 or 8 every morning these few days. the only plus point is that at least OP slides and preparation is done. Q&amp;amp;A left. supposed to go anticipate questions. but i swear i don't know what to think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to school tomorrow. and i realised, we're supposed to practise our OP dry run. and i realised i ALSO said i would go down to YFC with the rest immeadiately after school. oh no. i'm so smart. (please sense the scarsm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go out with my bestie. =/&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got many things to do.&lt;br /&gt;get my hand phone&lt;br /&gt;PW Q&amp;amp;A&lt;br /&gt;AIRLAW HPL&lt;br /&gt;RT ORAL&lt;br /&gt;SAT?&lt;br /&gt;study SAT?&lt;br /&gt;if i do, means, get SAT book?&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus i think i should pack my room. shelves especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training starting soon! =]&lt;br /&gt;fat + unfit + training = disaster.&lt;br /&gt;but training + training + training = something good hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;oooh. JUNIORS coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-4357191139506552497?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4357191139506552497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=4357191139506552497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/4357191139506552497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/4357191139506552497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='-------------'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-31580703152324007</id><published>2007-09-26T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T21:32:00.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROMOS!!</title><content type='html'>i've been falling asleep after my papers, everyday without fail. today included. i've a theory! the amount of concentration that the papers require is equivalent to the duration that i sleep for after the paper. which means physics has been the 'least concentration' required so far. but maybe thats because i didnt concentrate enough? and didn't finish it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having a headache. not cool. and i've maths tomorrow. my study mood has burned out. i keep making plans for other things already. e.g. maybe get some exercise again. and maybe read certain books and stuff like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played 15 min of gameboy today.. then the battery died. must be the 'higher powers' telling me to study. blogger is lagging. everything i type comes out on the screen 5-10 seconds later. EXAMS ARE TIRING. 2 more days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminder to self : i'm gonna cancel my saturday sunday flight bookings.. if not sure stuck and flex.. AIRLAW HPL... soon soon. not cool. more mugging after the promos. (worsened by my bad head at the moment) i probably would think so in a few hours..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-31580703152324007?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/31580703152324007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=31580703152324007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/31580703152324007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/31580703152324007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/09/promos.html' title='PROMOS!!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-7963462559280799972</id><published>2007-09-21T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T16:34:54.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>instead of studying...</title><content type='html'>i've been thinking of weird analogies lately.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and other random facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the more you write, the less you know..&lt;/span&gt; (in terms of making notes)&lt;br /&gt;and also,&lt;br /&gt;i've a CYCLE  for studying..&lt;br /&gt;at the start of a chapter, all my pens in the pencil case, table neat, notes organised.&lt;br /&gt;while/after studying: pens all over the place, table messy, notes all over too.&lt;br /&gt;restart new chapter:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i BOTHER to re pack and re-neaten my table before continuing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEARLY THERE. another 6 HEAVY chapters to go. plus some other lighter chapters. i hated them, so left thenm for last. HOPEFULLY i'll still get half of what i have left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP!!! no idea how to study for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-i'm 6 feet from the edge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-7963462559280799972?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7963462559280799972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=7963462559280799972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7963462559280799972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7963462559280799972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/09/instead-of-studying.html' title='instead of studying...'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-1672354759076014362</id><published>2007-09-20T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T21:14:42.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shall take a break</title><content type='html'>if there's one think i'm guilty for today, it's taking too many breaks. DISCOVERED my gameboy today! so i happily added batteries and played for a good 2 or 3 hours. i must say that it was quite fun. i shall resolve to re-playing it once exams are over.. BUT I WASTED A GOOD 2-3 HOURS OF MY LIFE! TIME THAT COULD HAVE BEEN BETTER USED STUDYING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just for the fun of it i played the pokemon yellow version, where the pretty whacked pikachu tags along where ever you go. and FOR the fun of it i tried to evolve it (because i thought i'd be really cool to walk around with a raichu instead). BUT i got DENIED. haha. how retarded is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. on to an update on work. i'm still on the same chapter as i was on last night. congratulations michelle, i predict that you'll have sleepless nights in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s. don't you always find that you're SO inadequate during the exams period? BLEAGH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-1672354759076014362?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1672354759076014362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=1672354759076014362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/1672354759076014362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/1672354759076014362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/09/shall-take-break.html' title='shall take a break'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-942917135991131591</id><published>2007-09-08T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T01:33:26.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAITUS</title><content type='html'>that shall be the new status of my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont blog often anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. the wait is over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is totally unlinked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(there's a reason for the sigh)&lt;br /&gt;if i read this post a few weeks/months down the road,&lt;br /&gt;i'd probably forget the reason, but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rugby world cup tonight.&lt;br /&gt;france v argentina.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait.. 3am!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im high.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-942917135991131591?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/942917135991131591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=942917135991131591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/942917135991131591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/942917135991131591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/09/haitus.html' title='HAITUS'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-3399344214397459236</id><published>2007-09-05T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T22:10:51.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vexed</title><content type='html'>lets see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent blogged since god knows when.&lt;br /&gt;im feeling bummed.&lt;br /&gt;i bet no one reads this dead blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been 4days since i started waiting for something.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if its because of the busy-ness.&lt;br /&gt;cant i see some initiative? rar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 19 days to promos.&lt;br /&gt;and the BEST thing is. im on chapter 1 chem.&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the stuff, im a gonner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im being bugged. constantly..&lt;br /&gt;STOP! please. rar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things to do are OVERWHELMING..&lt;br /&gt;undone tutorials are one thing.&lt;br /&gt;revision is totally another.&lt;br /&gt;and i've FLYING.. ;/&lt;br /&gt;stress? hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll worry abt 1 thing at a time..&lt;br /&gt;no point worrying abt 1 while TRYING to solve the other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-3399344214397459236?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3399344214397459236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=3399344214397459236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/3399344214397459236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/3399344214397459236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/09/vexed.html' title='vexed'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-2757077727293980930</id><published>2007-07-31T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T21:09:18.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inadequate.</title><content type='html'>first day of school after a really long time.  looks like i have quite a bit of work laid ahead of me and i bet you can tell from my enthusiasm, that i am SOOO looking forward to it. the past few days have been alright i guess. though 28th turned out less than i expected. but dont worry, i dont blame you. its really not your fault that you lost your wallet. i'd be just as, if not even more distraught than you. at least i got to see you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was burned by the netball carnival, but at least we reaped some benefits out of it. and i think i slept damn early, cuz i was tired i think. like 10? or 9? i cant remember anymore. monday had MAPAS. its quite screwy. some parts were easy to finish, but others you just could not finish it. the memory game was fun though i cant say i was some pro at it or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. back to school. and as usual, mornings are BORING. at least i got bel for company. not so bad. the day went by pretty quickly, and i was quite surprised i didnt fall asleep. i'm not too sure i can say the same about tmr though. hmm then met ms lim for a bit of chem SPA revision. then IHC track. quite surprised with the outcomes, thats all i can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah. i feel like writing more, but i dont feel like letting people see any of it.&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-2757077727293980930?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2757077727293980930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=2757077727293980930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/2757077727293980930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/2757077727293980930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/07/inadequate.html' title='inadequate.'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-2952378959997236627</id><published>2007-07-27T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T23:43:36.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>give me a purpose.</title><content type='html'>there's so much homework i've yet to do. but i dont feel like doing it. its tedious, its mind numbing, its taxing. there are so many reasons not to do it, but yet i must.&lt;br /&gt;AIYAH. but later luh. SIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall list my to do list.&lt;br /&gt;1) GP essay! contact mr chong&lt;br /&gt;2) phy tutorial&lt;br /&gt;3) chem tut&lt;br /&gt;4) econs?&lt;br /&gt;5) maths assignment/tut&lt;br /&gt;6) write up for the exchange prog.&lt;br /&gt;7) read harry potter. haha.&lt;br /&gt;8) think of things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for tomorrow. finally some one on one time with best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from brunei. it was quite fun. the people there were great. and they are quite newsless people. we got quite a lot of coverage, if the same thing happened t sg, we may not even be mentioned in the paper. biggest joke: i was on TV! haha. ok. not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall elaborate on the trip another time.  tired. good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-2952378959997236627?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2952378959997236627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=2952378959997236627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/2952378959997236627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/2952378959997236627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/07/give-me-purpose.html' title='give me a purpose.'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-1167759054865593055</id><published>2007-07-07T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T10:34:23.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOL HAS begun</title><content type='html'>ok it has begun since last week. but i haven't bothered to update even though i come online everyday. :P well its very relieving that that bloody CTs are finally over. ah. lessons.. and homework. and early mornings here we come again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a super crappy post. i dont feel like doing my homework. and i've flying sim later. and im going for the ndp show later. cant wait. but its RAINING now. \= &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"dear god, please stop the rain" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days have been quite eventful. IHC touchrug, IHC soccer. both were pretty fun. but im aching like some idiot now. &lt;---- show's how unfit i am. ohwell. ah screwed up. my parents are asking me not to join IHC so much. BUT I WANNA. nvm i shall not bother abt them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flying's been progressing along quite alright? sortie 13 alr. so thats abt 4/5 more to 1st solo. oh and how i've a reason to look forward to mondays. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one screwed up disjointed post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-1167759054865593055?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1167759054865593055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=1167759054865593055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/1167759054865593055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/1167759054865593055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/07/school-has-begun.html' title='SCHOOL HAS begun'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-1605655550252380148</id><published>2007-06-25T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T23:44:40.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i know i should be studying, but some how im resigned.</title><content type='html'>i have a VERY STRONG feeling.&lt;br /&gt;that im gonna fail maths tmr.&lt;br /&gt;or at least do SUPER badly.&lt;br /&gt;shit luh. i seriously cant summon the motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i just blogged hopped for the past hour?&lt;br /&gt;and this really made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;from our 2/2 blog. thats like 2plus years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Achievements &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;these are the REAL awards we got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Global Citizenry Award (1st)&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year Decorations (3rd)&lt;br /&gt;Literature Drama Play (2nd)&lt;br /&gt;Cross-country (1st)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;these were bestowed upon us by ourselves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class with the MOST questions (1st)&lt;br /&gt;Class with the least morals award (1st)&lt;br /&gt;Class which gives the teachers the most headaches(1st)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Class which is able to make the projector go mad on purpose (1st)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-i wanna claim some credit here, yours truly is a pro at this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most disliked by teachers class (1st)Most irritating class alive (1st)&lt;br /&gt;The most kiasu class (1st)&lt;br /&gt;The dirtiest class award (1st)&lt;br /&gt;The most disgusting class award(1st)&lt;br /&gt;The most lamest lamest class award=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE CLASS WITH MOST AWARDS AWARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wonder how we got so crappy last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but i swear it was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-1605655550252380148?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1605655550252380148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=1605655550252380148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/1605655550252380148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/1605655550252380148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-know-i-should-be-studying-but-some.html' title='i know i should be studying, but some how im resigned.'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-8751225397632091418</id><published>2007-06-24T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T17:06:40.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is it me, or am i just overthinking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is it pure coincidence:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everytime i talk to you i dont get a reply?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or is it because you're really not there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but it cant be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm always online,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you could at least see the message when you sign out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe by then you really dont feel like replying anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or maybe you're really never at the comp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and it accidentally signs in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i swear i dont know what to think anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i keep thinking its what i did,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that somehow you're still angry at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;actually up till now, i still don't know how you actually felt about my decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sure you wished me luck and everything, but did you really want me there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;would it have been different. maybe you are angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(this part here is a bit disjointed,  but heck)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or hopefully its because you're busy doing your last minute revision,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so you arent really paying attention to the comp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i swear i keep thinking of how it could have been,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how it would have been. and im missing the old times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe you all are too. so it wont be surprising if you're angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or maybe you've moved on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;while i still dwell on something that actually means nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;omg. i realised it sounds like im talking about a boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haha. im not! its just about friends. lol. why am i explaining myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blah. ok exams tmr. I better get back to econs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-8751225397632091418?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8751225397632091418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=8751225397632091418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/8751225397632091418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/8751225397632091418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/06/is-it-me-or-am-i-just-overthinking.html' title='is it me, or am i just overthinking.'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-681573388908156006</id><published>2007-06-23T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T11:58:28.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reasons why i don't wake up in the morning</title><content type='html'>today is the first time i a long time&lt;br /&gt;that i actually decided to wake up EARLY!&lt;br /&gt;10.30. partly because my grandma came over.&lt;br /&gt;my bro has no EQ at all. says hi to grandma,&lt;br /&gt;then continues playing his comp game.&lt;br /&gt;so being the good granddaughter i am,&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want to leave her alone.&lt;br /&gt;so i woke up to accompany her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. here are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some reasons NOT to wake up early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) when you wake up, no one is home.&lt;br /&gt;2) there's food, but nothing's prepared, which means no breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;3) lunch finally arrives at 11.30, BUT it's chicken rice,&lt;br /&gt;     it always is.. especially if its the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;4) so ok assuming i wasnt picky abt the food, and just ate,&lt;br /&gt;    all of a sudden, i get into an arguement with my mum,&lt;br /&gt;    and i get splashed with water, all over me and my food. like WTH.&lt;br /&gt;5) now i've self-confined myself in my room, and im still hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;now, for more bad news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant find my 28/5 to 30/5 mc which is supposed to cover me for the camp.&lt;br /&gt;in effect, i owe the sch 163 bucks! which they sent me a letter for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i was thinking about how BUSY life is gonna be&lt;br /&gt;EVEN THOUGH competition season is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CTs are on MONDAY! thats 2 f***ing days away.&lt;br /&gt;ECONSssss. i've yet to look at case studies.. DIE.&lt;br /&gt;at least im on the last chapter of phy.&lt;br /&gt;last night was pretty productive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-681573388908156006?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/681573388908156006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=681573388908156006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/681573388908156006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/681573388908156006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/06/reasons-why-i-dont-wake-up-in-morning.html' title='reasons why i don&apos;t wake up in the morning'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-2178346175916125394</id><published>2007-06-21T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T12:14:17.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIZZES</title><content type='html'>i got bored.&lt;br /&gt;sigh many chapters of physics and chem left..&lt;br /&gt;and i dread chem energetics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. quizzes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your True Birth Month Is January&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourtruebirthmonthquiz/january.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loyal&lt;br /&gt;Social&lt;br /&gt;Logical&lt;br /&gt;Easily jealous&lt;br /&gt;Loves children&lt;br /&gt;Rather reserved&lt;br /&gt;Highly attentive&lt;br /&gt;Likes to criticize&lt;br /&gt;Needs close friends&lt;br /&gt;Ambitious and serious&lt;br /&gt;Smart, neat and organized&lt;br /&gt;Hardworking and productive&lt;br /&gt;Loves to teach and be taught&lt;br /&gt;Quiet unless excited or tensed&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive and has deep thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Knows how to make others happy&lt;br /&gt;Searches for the greatest romance&lt;br /&gt;Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds&lt;br /&gt;Romantic but has difficulties expressing love&lt;br /&gt;Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourtruebirthmonthquiz/"&gt;What's Your True Birth Month?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Life is 53% Perfect&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howperfectisyourlifequiz/perfect-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life is pretty normal - sometimes great, sometimes not so great.&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of good stuff going on. Your life may be more perfect than you realize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howperfectisyourlifequiz/"&gt;How Perfect is Your Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. did a few more. but i didnt like the result! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-2178346175916125394?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2178346175916125394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=2178346175916125394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/2178346175916125394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/2178346175916125394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/06/quizzes.html' title='QUIZZES'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-4854362660969056685</id><published>2007-06-19T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T02:31:15.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE WEEK LEFT.</title><content type='html'>sigh. i hate CTs.&lt;br /&gt;it makes us study.&lt;br /&gt;im no where near done.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like stopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i need exercise.&lt;br /&gt;and im thinking of all the people who are REALLY exercising.&lt;br /&gt;and i feel like imma lazy slob!&lt;br /&gt;haha. thats cuz i am.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shall start to rollerblade again.&lt;br /&gt;yay. and i shall cycle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the only good thing that happened since the beginning of holidays..&lt;br /&gt;was that im in phase 2 of flying!&lt;br /&gt;circuits here i come.&lt;br /&gt;sortie 10 was better than expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. i feel quite crappy.&lt;br /&gt;like there are things lacking in my life.&lt;br /&gt;i feel loserish now. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and envious. and jealous.&lt;br /&gt;and im still a slob.&lt;br /&gt;i think i know why!&lt;br /&gt;i havent done anything nice this week.&lt;br /&gt;been home ALL DAY. since sunday?&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE! ANYONE! just get me out of my house pls.&lt;br /&gt;i've been reading chem/phy all day long&lt;br /&gt;its killing my brain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what i want right now,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cant be bought. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what i want right now,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant get.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what i want right now,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is truly priceless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-4854362660969056685?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4854362660969056685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=4854362660969056685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/4854362660969056685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/4854362660969056685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-week-left.html' title='ONE WEEK LEFT.'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-5387833264911666328</id><published>2007-06-13T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T00:56:58.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't write me off just yet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's never been easy for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To find words to go along with a melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But this time there's actually something on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So please forgive these few brief awkward lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since I met you my whole life has changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's not just my furniture you've re-arranged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was living in the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But somehow you've brought me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I haven't felt like this since before Frankie said relax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and now I know based on my track record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I might not seem like the safest bet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All I'm asking you is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't write me off just yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For years I've been telling myself the same old story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I'm happy to live off my so called former glories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but you've given me a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to take another chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now I need you despite the fact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that you've killed all my plants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and now I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've already blown more chances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;than anyone should ever get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all I'm asking you is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't write me off just yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't write me off just yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im addicted to this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-5387833264911666328?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5387833264911666328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=5387833264911666328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/5387833264911666328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/5387833264911666328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/06/dont-write-me-off-just-yet.html' title='don&apos;t write me off just yet.'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-4537407249386191523</id><published>2007-06-09T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T01:02:17.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moments in time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RmmJG0w2_WI/AAAAAAAAAJs/9e1JMejWFUw/s1600-h/IMG_7157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RmmJG0w2_WI/AAAAAAAAAJs/9e1JMejWFUw/s320/IMG_7157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073737205545368930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is classic. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RmmInkw2_VI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ScgK2Uir6EI/s1600-h/Picture+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RmmInkw2_VI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ScgK2Uir6EI/s320/Picture+090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073736668674456914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after last training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RmmH4kw2_UI/AAAAAAAAAJc/CFJYOyaNGcw/s1600-h/IMG_7377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RmmH4kw2_UI/AAAAAAAAAJc/CFJYOyaNGcw/s320/IMG_7377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073735861220605250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;during may babies celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RmmHg0w2_TI/AAAAAAAAAJU/yrN-jzxXNEU/s1600-h/IMG_7267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RmmHg0w2_TI/AAAAAAAAAJU/yrN-jzxXNEU/s320/IMG_7267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073735453198712114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at fish and co. after netball finals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RmmFwEw2_SI/AAAAAAAAAJM/GIpEMPNBjkU/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RmmFwEw2_SI/AAAAAAAAAJM/GIpEMPNBjkU/s320/Picture+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073733516168461602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RmmEXUw2_RI/AAAAAAAAAJE/HpUdSsqQ4Qw/s1600-h/carol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RmmEXUw2_RI/AAAAAAAAAJE/HpUdSsqQ4Qw/s320/carol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073731991455071506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the night before the finals.&lt;br /&gt;READ IT. haha. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-4537407249386191523?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4537407249386191523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=4537407249386191523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/4537407249386191523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/4537407249386191523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/06/moments-in-time.html' title='moments in time.'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RmmJG0w2_WI/AAAAAAAAAJs/9e1JMejWFUw/s72-c/IMG_7157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026987.post-5024453910994618912</id><published>2007-06-09T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T00:30:06.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of rollerblades and frisbees</title><content type='html'>i want to buy rollerblades.&lt;br /&gt;i want to buy a frisbee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but so far.&lt;br /&gt;the rollerblades i see are too ex.&lt;br /&gt;the frisbees are no where in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;i got a few nice Ts today and a white polo.&lt;br /&gt;yay. courtesy of the nice parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. yesterday was enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;1 person will know why.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the present dear.&lt;br /&gt;although its like a week or more late,&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate it. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was BUSY!&lt;br /&gt;woke at 7 (meaning only 6hrs or less of sleep considering i slept at 1)&lt;br /&gt;PW meeting at 8 at rafflesia.&lt;br /&gt;9.45 left&lt;br /&gt;1000 SIM at SYFC.&lt;br /&gt;1100 ends&lt;br /&gt;1130 eat lunch&lt;br /&gt;1220 leave house&lt;br /&gt;1245 in tp to return smth and get smth else.&lt;br /&gt;1320 on the way to salvation army&lt;br /&gt;1400 cip.&lt;br /&gt;1600 end.&lt;br /&gt;1730 reach home.&lt;br /&gt;its been a long day.&lt;br /&gt;but quite fruitful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i need to start studying soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you were just there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yet you were also so far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what's inside hasnt changed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but it isnt being reflected in reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we've been apart for too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;way too long...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;BB Mak - Back Here&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby set me free From this misery&lt;br /&gt;I cant take it no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Since you ran away, Nothings been the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dont know what i'm livin for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre  style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here i am, so alone&lt;br /&gt;and there's nothing in this world i can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untill you're back here baby&lt;br /&gt;Miss you, want you, need you so&lt;br /&gt;Untill you're back here baby yeh&lt;br /&gt;There's a feelin inside, I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;You are the one and i can't.... let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i told you lies, Even made you cry&lt;br /&gt;Baby i was so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Girl i promise you, Now my love is true&lt;br /&gt;This is where my heart belongs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause here i am, so alone&lt;br /&gt;and there's nothing in this world i can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untill you're back here baby&lt;br /&gt;Miss you, want you, need you so&lt;br /&gt;Untill you're back here baby yeh&lt;br /&gt;There's a feelin inside, I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;You are the one and i can't.... let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i wonder...&lt;br /&gt;Are you thinkin of me?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause i'm thinkin of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i wonder...&lt;br /&gt;Are you ever comin back in my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause here i am, so alone&lt;br /&gt;and there's nothing in this world i can do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untill you're back here baby&lt;br /&gt;Miss you, want you, need you so&lt;br /&gt;Untill you're back here baby yeh&lt;br /&gt;There's a feelin inside, I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;You are the one and i cant let you go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-5024453910994618912?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5024453910994618912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=5024453910994618912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/5024453910994618912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/5024453910994618912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/06/of-rollerblades-and-frisbees.html' title='of rollerblades and frisbees'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-1927810727783797730</id><published>2007-05-31T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T23:31:59.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amelia asks me to blog</title><content type='html'>i havent been blogging cuz i've been sick.&lt;br /&gt;i havent fallen so sick in so long.&lt;br /&gt;sucks! 39.4 degrees. record high temperature in a LONG time.&lt;br /&gt;missed the CCAL camp.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i spent most of the 28-30may in bed.&lt;br /&gt;luckily people were wishing me happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;made the sickness more bearable.&lt;br /&gt;made lying in bed less boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup so i officially spent the first few days of holidays doing literally&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING. ;D&lt;br /&gt;im still having a cough.&lt;br /&gt;and its a BAD cough.&lt;br /&gt;the kind that doesnt seem like it would go away in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so pictures are in order..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/Rl7nOi0sflI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ZB7q8_64o9I/s1600-h/P1050512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/Rl7nOi0sflI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ZB7q8_64o9I/s320/P1050512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070744467517767250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/Rl7e5i0sfjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Yain_6gtxkk/s1600-h/P1050508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/Rl7e5i0sfjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Yain_6gtxkk/s320/P1050508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070735310647492146" 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/7026987-1927810727783797730?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1927810727783797730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=1927810727783797730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/1927810727783797730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/1927810727783797730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/05/amelia-asks-me-to-blog.html' title='amelia asks me to blog'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/Rl7nOi0sflI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ZB7q8_64o9I/s72-c/P1050512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026987.post-5041889682294720139</id><published>2007-05-25T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T19:53:29.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOLD GOLD GOLD</title><content type='html'>i havent been blogging.&lt;br /&gt;due to my laziness. and thats not even a tad surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the only thing of any real value to report is&lt;br /&gt;RJC NETBALL IS THE CHAMPIONS!&lt;br /&gt;well deserved i must say.&lt;br /&gt;53-42. a convincing victory over hwachong.&lt;br /&gt;everyone did EXCELLENT.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for next year already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the match we went to fish&amp;amp;co.&lt;br /&gt;cam whored like crazy. 179 files.&lt;br /&gt;including some really retarded videos.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shall upload them. we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://redsports.sg"&gt;www.redsports.sg &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for all the minute by minute action for our finals.&lt;br /&gt;its really exciting to re-read them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course i must mention the&lt;br /&gt;6 other golds&lt;br /&gt;we bagged within the past week,&lt;br /&gt;or 2 days rather.&lt;br /&gt;RUGBY&lt;br /&gt;SOCCER (boys)&lt;br /&gt;TENNIS (boys)&lt;br /&gt;TENNIS (girls)&lt;br /&gt;HOCKEY (boys)&lt;br /&gt;BOWLING (girls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive a feeling i missed something out.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to nats place tmr. party. yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-5041889682294720139?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5041889682294720139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=5041889682294720139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/5041889682294720139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/5041889682294720139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/05/gold-gold-gold.html' title='GOLD GOLD GOLD'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-5849287690486612019</id><published>2007-05-14T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T21:41:54.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll take one day at a time.</title><content type='html'>ah. im a slacker!&lt;br /&gt;homework is gonna start piling up soon.&lt;br /&gt;tmr tmr tmr. lots to do. and nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;ah confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HCJC v RJ&lt;br /&gt;58-52.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously. we can win.&lt;br /&gt;i can FEEL it haha.&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever.&lt;br /&gt;im crapping.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh i lazyyyy dont wanna do hw!&lt;br /&gt;feel like just rolling off to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-5849287690486612019?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5849287690486612019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=5849287690486612019' title='0 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type='html'>i realised i havent wished all the may babies so far a happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;so i shall do it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 3RD MAY CHUWEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 8TH MAY MARC AND JINGYI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 9TH MAY NATS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 12TH MAY XINLEI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yall are all 1 year older now. ;D ok thats really 'duh'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some notable countdowns&lt;br /&gt;2 days to...&lt;br /&gt;carol's birthday&lt;br /&gt;hcjc match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days to...&lt;br /&gt;gill's birthday&lt;br /&gt;econs test&lt;br /&gt;gp grammar test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 days to...&lt;br /&gt;semis,&lt;br /&gt;missing phy spa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 days to...&lt;br /&gt;some thing thing on sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 days to...&lt;br /&gt;phy make up spa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 days to...&lt;br /&gt;FINALS.&lt;br /&gt;missing GP paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 days to...&lt;br /&gt;phy test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 days to...&lt;br /&gt;pearlene's birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 days to...&lt;br /&gt;a possible may baby celeb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 days to..&lt;br /&gt;mine.&lt;br /&gt;plus camp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 days to..&lt;br /&gt;class chalet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 days to..&lt;br /&gt;the most impt day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-8132584376559282085?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8132584376559282085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=8132584376559282085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. quite weird way to start the post.&lt;br /&gt;die. i've nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i collected by o level cert?&lt;br /&gt;it takes 1h20min to get from RJ to IJ and back again.&lt;br /&gt;ok. thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training today.&lt;br /&gt;tmr is my bro's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;today is silei's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may is the month for all the cool people man.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights. i end here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-4366043313507641516?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4366043313507641516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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week ahead.</title><content type='html'>busy busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday. trg. prob meeting my PW groupmates.&lt;br /&gt;hw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday. chem spa.&lt;br /&gt;make up phy practical.&lt;br /&gt;have t collect olvl cert.&lt;br /&gt;its my bro's birthday. so present for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then wed. match. nats' birthday&lt;br /&gt;oh and maybe just maybe i get t skip the econs test.&lt;br /&gt;and phy proj thing thing due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then thurs. may have YFC if planned.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe have to do the econs test on this day instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday. phy test! and match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. off to hw.&lt;br /&gt;if not i really die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-8735723058315209325?l=mysticalperceptions.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-7026987.post-4276397912982649584</id><published>2007-05-04T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T22:30:37.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random stuff that needs to get off my chest</title><content type='html'>i admire some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i envy many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need something to motivate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now. my thoughts are wandering off to stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things that i feel like doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know i'll regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wont do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet if i read this post in the future i wont rmb what im talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. ok. im fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im just high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch spiderman 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to collect my olvl cert.&lt;div 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chest'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026987.post-6268142828796435641</id><published>2007-05-04T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T21:50:35.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ankle guard tans look gross.</title><content type='html'>ok. RJC v SAJC&lt;br /&gt;56-41.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RJC v MI&lt;br /&gt;oh no i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;74-18.&lt;br /&gt;ok thanks nats.&lt;br /&gt;though i doubt you'll read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as my titles says.&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeee. i hate my ankle guard tan.&lt;br /&gt;look like some high socks shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. after match.&lt;br /&gt;watched the AC match.&lt;br /&gt;and i realised the diff in playing styles for IJ/RG.&lt;br /&gt;haha. alright.&lt;br /&gt;then we got the draws for quart finals.&lt;br /&gt;HCI, nj and aj.&lt;br /&gt;the other group's AC sa pj tj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft that. shihui and candera came for free food.&lt;br /&gt;haha. free loaders.&lt;br /&gt;slacked at the stands then went home? yup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-6268142828796435641?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-7026987.post-1929055467471997890</id><published>2007-05-01T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T23:12:12.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RJC v SRJC</title><content type='html'>98-4.&lt;br /&gt;and i saw my daddy's friend's daughter.&lt;br /&gt;who's supposed t be my age.&lt;br /&gt;ok sorry friend i dont remember your name.&lt;br /&gt;she said hi to me on court.&lt;br /&gt;and she looked damn familiar,&lt;br /&gt;but i forgot who she was.&lt;br /&gt;so i just anyhow say hi back.&lt;br /&gt;but now i rmb how i know you ok!&lt;br /&gt;i just dont remember your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. er. labour day today.&lt;br /&gt;kinda boring.&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole day home.&lt;br /&gt;match tmr.&lt;br /&gt;against SA.&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;i'll keep this short.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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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-7026987.post-6644025365082163183</id><published>2007-04-29T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T21:48:58.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>right now. i just wanna sit in a crowded place.&lt;br /&gt;and watch the world go by.&lt;br /&gt;that'd be cool.&lt;br /&gt;just observing how people busy themselves with their lives.&lt;br /&gt;i'd be at ease. care-free.&lt;br /&gt;not worrying about anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a break from chem.&lt;br /&gt;the answer to the tutorial is probably somewhere in the THICK notes.&lt;br /&gt;but i really dont feel like searching for it.&lt;br /&gt;boring boring boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok my room is super unCOLD. despite the aircon being switched on.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;alright im thinking about something.&lt;br /&gt;but i shant divulge it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. im off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-6644025365082163183?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6644025365082163183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=6644025365082163183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/6644025365082163183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/6644025365082163183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_29.html' title='-'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-3073053814376517016</id><published>2007-04-28T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T17:48:53.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>match today</title><content type='html'>RJC v JJC&lt;br /&gt;78-29.&lt;br /&gt;then ran what? 4 rounds? i cant rmb.&lt;br /&gt;saw the AC people again.&lt;br /&gt;stayed on to watch the SA v MI match&lt;br /&gt;then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ate lunch.&lt;br /&gt;then took a shower.&lt;br /&gt;then went down to SYFC.&lt;br /&gt;then mass brief.&lt;br /&gt;saw amanda sammy and kelda.&lt;br /&gt;so many rj people... haha.&lt;br /&gt;ok. thats all im back home and im hungry&lt;br /&gt;think we're going out now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg this post is boring beyond boring.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-3073053814376517016?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3073053814376517016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=3073053814376517016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/3073053814376517016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/3073053814376517016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/04/match-today.html' title='match today'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-7698994836751824494</id><published>2007-04-27T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T18:18:18.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate the rain</title><content type='html'>almost had our first match today.&lt;br /&gt;but notice its ALMOST.&lt;br /&gt;warmed up. and then it rained out.&lt;br /&gt;ok nvm. it's tmr instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw celestejiazhihuishianqianpamelavickyreena.&lt;br /&gt;and tayjiazhi is centre! haha. ok. i shouldnt be surprised.&lt;br /&gt;but gosh i miss them.&lt;br /&gt;haha. if yall read this, IMY!&lt;br /&gt;ok. hmmm kinda weird. haha. different team.&lt;br /&gt;but nvm. its cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus-ed to tp with amelia and amanda.&lt;br /&gt;ok. aiyah lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;no one reads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup thats all luh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-7698994836751824494?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7698994836751824494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=7698994836751824494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7698994836751824494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7698994836751824494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-hate-rain.html' title='i hate the rain'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-5918750644624779678</id><published>2007-04-24T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T23:27:27.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the world's decieving...</title><content type='html'>some days i just feel like everything is going right.&lt;br /&gt;but then on other days i feel like blah.&lt;br /&gt;gosh. its super tiring.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to go to sleep and not think about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training today.&lt;br /&gt;then went for some function at marina.&lt;br /&gt;food was good. and i think thats the few positive points of it.&lt;br /&gt;i hate talking. socialising. thinking of things to say.&lt;br /&gt;putting up that fake smile when all i wanna do is sleep.&lt;br /&gt;gosh why do we all hide so much of what we really feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no homework done today.&lt;br /&gt;and im damn scared for YFC.&lt;br /&gt;lagging in my bookings.&lt;br /&gt;SIM 2 SIM 2 faster plan me.&lt;br /&gt;then sortie 2. seriously DIE luh.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i need to start putting in some effort for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a lethargic day. i know i spelt it wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. today. training ended off pretty low key.&lt;br /&gt;training tmr too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and PW.. ah screw it.&lt;br /&gt;we're like quite lag?&lt;br /&gt;need TIME! to do what needs to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalet! need to reschedule?&lt;br /&gt;sigh ok i better stop im doing like a personal reminders list alr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;things have changed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do you know it, or are you truly ignorant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;doubts begin to form, clouding my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i begin to fear that what i remember,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may all be just an illusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-5918750644624779678?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5918750644624779678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=5918750644624779678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/5918750644624779678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/5918750644624779678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/04/worlds-decieving.html' title='the world&apos;s decieving...'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-7926072325020669234</id><published>2007-04-22T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T13:51:31.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time for a change</title><content type='html'>finally changed.&lt;br /&gt;realised my blog's pretty dead.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday. quite tiring.&lt;br /&gt;was out the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;yvonne's party.&lt;br /&gt;we actually managed to buy her present.&lt;br /&gt;damn broke now.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the songs download website closed!&lt;br /&gt;luckily i've enough songs to survive for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tournament's starting soon.&lt;br /&gt;saw the juniors on friday.&lt;br /&gt;this is terribly incoherent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-7926072325020669234?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7926072325020669234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=7926072325020669234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7926072325020669234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7926072325020669234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/04/time-for-change.html' title='time for a change'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-2461007776737718198</id><published>2007-04-17T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T22:37:27.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im starting to hate my blog temp.&lt;br /&gt;i've already decided which to change to.&lt;br /&gt;i just cant be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im being super lazy.&lt;br /&gt;at EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh should i worry about not being worried.&lt;br /&gt;haha. thats quite a retarded qn.&lt;br /&gt;actually i think i've stuff to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;its just that i cant think of them right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. back to hw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-2461007776737718198?l=mysticalperceptions.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-7026987.post-7580741977669878452</id><published>2007-04-15T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T12:30:51.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im still sick</title><content type='html'>sigh. but at least im sounding better.&lt;br /&gt;the sore throat's replaced by a persistent cough.&lt;br /&gt;GO AWAY COUGH.&lt;br /&gt;i swear im going for a flu jab after i recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. friday was funny.&lt;br /&gt;alliteration. just like candera chan.&lt;br /&gt;buying movie tix and getting a refund in the end&lt;br /&gt;cuz we didnt want to watch anymore.&lt;br /&gt;saw evil, shir and their whole clique luh.&lt;br /&gt;was a surprise. oh and evil helped with the refund.&lt;br /&gt;and getting the mcdonalds ice-cream cone, without ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;match went ok i guess.&lt;br /&gt;we arrived a lil late though.&lt;br /&gt;cabbed home with kelda. my PAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day was SYFC.&lt;br /&gt;quite ok luh.&lt;br /&gt;aye. nothing much else.&lt;br /&gt;ok i better get down to work.&lt;br /&gt;no time for a nice post or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO MUCH SO MUCH HW TO DO.&lt;br /&gt;diediedie.&lt;br /&gt;i really better get off.&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-7580741977669878452?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7580741977669878452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=7580741977669878452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;anw its that strict strict teacher.&lt;br /&gt;ok. no matter what im ponning.&lt;br /&gt;the most tell sam t fake that im not feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;(i am sick after all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendly today.&lt;br /&gt;was ok i guess.&lt;br /&gt;oh and waterpolo match.&lt;br /&gt;first time ever that i watched.&lt;br /&gt;its boring.&lt;br /&gt;quite slow and half time time you're drowing someone.&lt;br /&gt;or being drowned.&lt;br /&gt;in any case RJ won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. went out on good friday with my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY. watched freedom writers.&lt;br /&gt;it was a good show.&lt;br /&gt;but the outing (well could have been better)&lt;br /&gt;aye i miss the good old times.&lt;br /&gt;when things were like they were.&lt;br /&gt;i also dunno how to put it..&lt;br /&gt;its different now.&lt;br /&gt;though i dont really want to admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. supposed to have a reunion for IJ netballers.&lt;br /&gt;and for blue house comm.&lt;br /&gt;and ?? i cant rmb oops.&lt;br /&gt;but NO time. and lazy?&lt;br /&gt;entrusting the wrong person for the job. ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;its kinda a disjointed post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-8124942746895717990?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8124942746895717990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=8124942746895717990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/8124942746895717990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/8124942746895717990'/><link 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-8576558969681440686?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8576558969681440686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=8576558969681440686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/8576558969681440686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/8576558969681440686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/04/read-my-visualdna-get-your-own.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-9092899157052133158</id><published>2007-04-08T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T23:17:57.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table bgcolor="#004e9b" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="393"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4" class="whitehead" bgcolor="#45a85e"&gt;You're emo around the edges.&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td rowspan="2" bgcolor="#45a85e"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td bgcolor="#75afd4"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/image/spacer.gif" height="6" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td colspan="6" bgcolor="#45a85e"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td bgcolor="#75afd4"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/image/spacer.gif" height="3" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td colspan="7"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;    &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="393"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td rowspan="4" bgcolor="#75afd4" width="19"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/image/spacer.gif" height="6" width="19" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td rowspan="4" bgcolor="#75afd4" width="10"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/image/spacer.gif" height="6" width="10" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td bgcolor="#004e9b" width="3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/image/spacer.gif" height="6" width="3" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td bgcolor="#b9dcff" width="8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/image/spacer.gif" height="6" width="8" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td bgcolor="#b9dcff" width="21"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/image/spacer.gif" height="6" width="21" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td bgcolor="#b9dcff" width="4"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/image/spacer.gif" height="6" width="4" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td bgcolor="#b9dcff" width="7"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/image/spacer.gif" height="6" width="7" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td bgcolor="#b9dcff" width="310"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/image/spacer.gif" height="6" width="310" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td rowspan="3" bgcolor="#b9dcff" width="10"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/image/spacer.gif" height="6" width="10" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td bgcolor="#004e9b"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td bgcolor="#b9dcff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td class="bodytextregular" colspan="4" bgcolor="#b9dcff" width="342"&gt; You're not the emo-est of quiz-takers, but you lean in an emo direction. You feel angry and passionate on a regular basis, but you also have an easygoing side that keeps you grounded. You're naturally introspective, but you're not compelled to analyze every detail of your life—sometimes you'd rather shrug your shoulders and get on with the day. You understand why your emo friends seem so sensitive, but you also get why that drives your non-emo friends crazy. You're the happy medium of emo-ness! Not happy in the middle? &lt;a class="dkbluehead" href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=3084"&gt;Try the quiz again&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a class="dkbluehead" href="javascript:document.sendfriend.mode.value='email'; openpopWindow('/popups/sendfavepage.php','sendToFriend','scrollbars=no,resizable=no,status=no,width=300,height=250');"&gt;send it to a friend&lt;/a&gt; for a second opinion.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/3084"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/emo_quiz/medemo.gif" 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/7026987-9092899157052133158?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/9092899157052133158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=9092899157052133158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/9092899157052133158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/9092899157052133158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/04/youre-emo-around-edges.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-2618852474198376133</id><published>2007-04-08T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T00:59:22.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep me close by chirs daughtry (during his idol time)</title><content type='html'>Look at me, I'm so far away&lt;br /&gt;Out of the way of rain&lt;br /&gt;Far from the pain, yeah&lt;br /&gt;And if you see me in your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Would you still believe&lt;br /&gt;All that you see, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only you and me, and only you and me&lt;br /&gt;Well even though I'm not there with you&lt;br /&gt;It's good to keep me close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I never thought that it would come down to this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I would be so missed&lt;br /&gt;So quickly dismissed, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I want nothin more than to be with you every home&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i know its been so long&lt;br /&gt;What i did was wrong, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only you and me, and only you and me&lt;br /&gt;Well even though I'm not there with you&lt;br /&gt;It's good to keep me close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer to your skin, you gotta keep me deep within&lt;br /&gt;Cuz where I am right now I couldnt be tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Close enough to see, Close enough to hear you breathe&lt;br /&gt;Close enough to feel the warmth of you, cuz I am so cold, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only in me, and only in me, oh its only in me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;And even though Im not there with you&lt;br /&gt;Its good to keep me close&lt;br /&gt;And even though Im not there with you&lt;br /&gt;Its good to keep me close&lt;br /&gt;And even though Im not there with you&lt;br /&gt;Its good to keep me close&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-2618852474198376133?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2618852474198376133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=2618852474198376133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/2618852474198376133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/2618852474198376133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/04/keep-me-close-by-chirs-daughtry-during.html' title='Keep me close by chirs daughtry (during his idol time)'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-5987514173702753826</id><published>2007-04-04T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T00:02:07.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today me and kelda were high or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were walking towards the specs gal.&lt;br /&gt;saw candera in the gym on the threadmill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mich: eh, is that candera?&lt;br /&gt;kelda: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;mich: eh lets wave!&lt;br /&gt;kelda: ok ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mich and kelda waves.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mich: eh lets keep waving!&lt;br /&gt;kelda: ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mich and kelda laughs and keeps waving.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mich: eh lets go to the window and disturb her!&lt;br /&gt;kelda: ok! ( all the reply the same cuz i forgot exact reply luh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so we went to wave at her right infront of her..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she sorta stops running after awhile and talks to us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then skip skip. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;candera indicates smth to the extent that she'll leave the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelda: eh walk faster! then can meet her.&lt;br /&gt;mich: yeah ok ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha. then we jog-walked towards the gym door there.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and when we saw her we laughed.. haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. we were high. AND retarded.&lt;br /&gt;but it was super fun. haha i dunno why!&lt;br /&gt;shit i realised i was the instigator. oops.&lt;br /&gt;but kelda contributed too! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the day was lessons and lectures.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. boring...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-5987514173702753826?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5987514173702753826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=5987514173702753826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/5987514173702753826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/5987514173702753826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-me-and-kelda-were-high-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-3251717133631116982</id><published>2007-04-02T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T20:43:06.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vitamins</title><content type='html'>eeeew. my mummy suddenly into vitamins again.&lt;br /&gt;that dont mean she's the one eating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM the one suffering here.&lt;br /&gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sense my displeasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok all i do is complain.&lt;br /&gt;i better stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-3251717133631116982?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3251717133631116982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=3251717133631116982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/3251717133631116982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/3251717133631116982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/04/vitamins.html' title='vitamins'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-358252107424836504</id><published>2007-03-31T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T23:42:19.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>training today</title><content type='html'>my quads are seriously killing me.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's training was GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;cuz we &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ran&lt;/span&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;something i havent done in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;damn tiring.&lt;br /&gt;but damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;but DAMN tiring.&lt;br /&gt;ok i said that already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im retarded..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've no idea why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basketball is fun. thats partially random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i cant shoot for nuts. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;random*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;i slept when i got home. yay.&lt;br /&gt;and my quads are still aching.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like chopping them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; the standing board jump thing we did for PE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pft's on the 11th..&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;friday's a break. yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-358252107424836504?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/358252107424836504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=358252107424836504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/358252107424836504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/358252107424836504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/03/training-today.html' title='training today'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-7977232287308133488</id><published>2007-03-30T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T18:25:17.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And it's all downhill from here...</title><content type='html'>life's pretty boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IJ got out. ;(&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;definitely undeserving,&lt;br /&gt;but undeniable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great job though juniors.&lt;br /&gt;still proud of yall, cuz yall train SO HARD..&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pls note that the caption has nothing to do with the post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its totally and completely random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. ok. nothing much of consequence.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-7977232287308133488?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7977232287308133488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=7977232287308133488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7977232287308133488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7977232287308133488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/03/and-its-all-downhill-from-here.html' title='And it&apos;s all downhill from here...'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-1280755314899707022</id><published>2007-03-25T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T00:11:32.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL trip</title><content type='html'>dont have as many for these cuz most are the sleeping people.&lt;br /&gt;and i aint gonna put up luh. cuz im NICE. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok these are just the retarded pics we took with the 2 hrs we had to&lt;br /&gt;'shop'. kelda me carmen and jia were at TOYS'R'US.&lt;br /&gt;reliving childhood luh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/Rgad9Yk5tdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/OKddFeJ4F9M/s1600-h/P1050239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/Rgad9Yk5tdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/OKddFeJ4F9M/s320/P1050239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045894110410028498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the fight scene. its a vid actually but lazy t upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RgadlYk5tcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/4Ehy8tjpNlk/s1600-h/P1050235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RgadlYk5tcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/4Ehy8tjpNlk/s320/P1050235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045893698093168066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yet another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RgadWYk5tbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/uF82OrvNL4A/s1600-h/P1050232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RgadWYk5tbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/uF82OrvNL4A/s320/P1050232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045893440395130290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;carmen? doing the hoolahoop. its a video too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/Rgacyok5taI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VA0JCcuBGY8/s1600-h/P1050229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/Rgacyok5taI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VA0JCcuBGY8/s320/P1050229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045892826214806946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;vaguely you should see RJC. and also jia kicking carmen's butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/Rgacb4k5tZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/U42cNPC3ElM/s1600-h/P1050225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/Rgacb4k5tZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/U42cNPC3ElM/s320/P1050225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045892435372782994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;self-explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RgacOIk5tYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/TsYdgpS2Ej4/s1600-h/P1050222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RgacOIk5tYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/TsYdgpS2Ej4/s320/P1050222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045892199149581698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;suppposed t inspire ms koh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RgacCIk5tXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2dOzmepTxso/s1600-h/P1050219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RgacCIk5tXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2dOzmepTxso/s320/P1050219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045891992991151474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on the board is: we were here!&lt;br /&gt;-m, c, k ,j^2, xl, sl, n.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/Rgabhok5tWI/AAAAAAAAAHk/zuyrCebtBL0/s1600-h/P1050211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/Rgabhok5tWI/AAAAAAAAAHk/zuyrCebtBL0/s320/P1050211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045891434645402978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ah ok not the NICEST shot. but i cant be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;aiyah the other pics can see frm candera's blog luh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;no point re-uploading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok as for this week.&lt;br /&gt;it was productive? but BORING.&lt;br /&gt;YFC.. alright. but had t pon trg.. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;school tmr.&lt;br /&gt;so i'll be off. bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-1280755314899707022?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1280755314899707022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=1280755314899707022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/1280755314899707022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/1280755314899707022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/03/kl-trip_25.html' title='KL trip'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/Rgad9Yk5tdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/OKddFeJ4F9M/s72-c/P1050239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026987.post-2554864596336748887</id><published>2007-03-25T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T23:53:17.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish life was like theirs.</title><content type='html'>so i've finally uploaded the pictures of sentosa and of the kl trip.&lt;br /&gt;am i lagging or lagging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so sentosa first.. some pics.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/Rgaa14k5tVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/42J-Wl9w2UI/s1600-h/11.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RgaYnok5tPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/tiA97uwWsdg/s320/P1050339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045888239189734642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RgaYSIk5tOI/AAAAAAAAAGk/6ALX7vuZ3bA/s1600-h/P1050293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RgaYSIk5tOI/AAAAAAAAAGk/6ALX7vuZ3bA/s320/P1050293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045887869822547170" 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/7026987-2554864596336748887?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2554864596336748887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=2554864596336748887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/2554864596336748887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/2554864596336748887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-wish-life-was-like-theirs.html' title='i wish life was like theirs.'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_vLxTKRxK8sA/Rgaa14k5tVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/42J-Wl9w2UI/s72-c/11.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026987.post-7753997960760949971</id><published>2007-03-19T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T21:49:31.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im posting for the sake of posting</title><content type='html'>my previous post is disjointed.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont think this one will get any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early.&lt;br /&gt;went to sentosa with the 6Exies.&lt;br /&gt;or at least me raphael runting ziyang soonae yiran&lt;br /&gt;fanfan guangs jiangyan sam. i hope i didnt miss out anyone.&lt;br /&gt;ok i reached early. which is no surprise.&lt;br /&gt;meeting time was 9.45 but by the time we got to sentosa,&lt;br /&gt;it was 10.45&lt;br /&gt;why am i not surprised...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so initially, we were at palawan beach&lt;br /&gt;played some soccer. but we realised it was quite tiring.&lt;br /&gt;and sand isnt the best surface to run on.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;then we slack abit.&lt;br /&gt;yelin and junyang came.&lt;br /&gt;before we decided to head to the&lt;br /&gt;SOUTHERN MOST PART OF SINGAPORE.&lt;br /&gt;which is mainly a small island off sentosa with the 2 towers.&lt;br /&gt;all of us went up one of the towers&lt;br /&gt;and camped on the highest floor for and hour or two.&lt;br /&gt;playing bridge, asshole daiti and some other game.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hunger got the better of us by 1plus.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to eat at the food court.&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: sentosa food is not cheap.&lt;br /&gt;i expected it, but that doesnt stop me from complaining. ;P&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, the others met up with us:&lt;br /&gt;zhangxi yuxi wanling lijuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we roamed aimlessly for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;then settled down on the sand.&lt;br /&gt;tried to tan. but i dont think i'll try again.&lt;br /&gt;wont work.. and now i can say that its tried and tested.&lt;br /&gt;the guys(some of them) went swimming.&lt;br /&gt;stole their tops.. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, we got dunked for our mischief.&lt;br /&gt;the seawater sucks. salty and smelly. eww.&lt;br /&gt;after we got wet, we targeted a few more people.&lt;br /&gt;and since we got wet, we decided to play a bit,&lt;br /&gt;like jump off the bridge and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rinsed off at 7 plus.&lt;br /&gt;then went to meet weiwei at vivo at nearly 8.&lt;br /&gt;dinner at vivo consisted of sitting on the floor&lt;br /&gt;outside the mall, under the stars,&lt;br /&gt;next to a marche cow. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how romantic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pls&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sense scarsm.. haha. but it was fun luh.&lt;br /&gt;went back after a while.&lt;br /&gt;was 'late'. supposed to be back by 930 but left vivo at 915.&lt;br /&gt;in the end one hr late.. but luckily parents werent in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a quick shower then i went t sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early for the SYFC orientation.&lt;br /&gt;was on time. luckily its so near my place luh.&lt;br /&gt;anw. was the only girl there. and i've found someone who's from RJ too.&lt;br /&gt;ok. hmm quite irrelevant. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;we had a talk by the OM GM and then break.&lt;br /&gt;paid 30plus for the stuff and got them.&lt;br /&gt;the shirt's quite gross though..&lt;br /&gt;got into the lesson. which was rather quirky?&lt;br /&gt;considering our 'lecturer' is afterall a pilot and not a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;lesson was punctuated with sudden pauses,&lt;br /&gt;where mr siva just walks out in the middle of saying something&lt;br /&gt;to talk to some people outside,&lt;br /&gt;then continues.. haha okaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh forgot t mention. lunch was alright?&lt;br /&gt;at the ST engineering canteen.&lt;br /&gt;ended slightly early.&lt;br /&gt;ok next lesson i shall make it a pt to collect phone numbers.&lt;br /&gt;or try to at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. and i realised orientation is 4 wks!&lt;br /&gt;meaning i've to either skip or leave damn early for trg..&lt;br /&gt;just the saturday ones..&lt;br /&gt;NOOO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. anw. dad picked me up.&lt;br /&gt;and we went home. i took my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and we went to stay at sentosa..&lt;br /&gt;haha. first time in my life i get to stay at a hotel&lt;br /&gt;IN SINGAPORE.&lt;br /&gt;laughed at my parents at first,&lt;br /&gt;but they decided to carry it out anw.&lt;br /&gt;haha. me and my bro ended up lazing in bed&lt;br /&gt;watching the sport channel.&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: if you want you kids to go holiday,&lt;br /&gt;put a big bed infront of a big tv and on the aircon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. but dinner was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;barbeque seafood buffet. yummy yummy.&lt;br /&gt;-crayfish&lt;br /&gt;-beef steak&lt;br /&gt;-lamb chop&lt;br /&gt;-sea bass.&lt;br /&gt;-the pasta&lt;br /&gt;-indian NAAN. (too bad no curry)&lt;br /&gt;-the appitizers.&lt;br /&gt;-smoked salmon&lt;br /&gt;-smoked duck meat.&lt;br /&gt;aiyah alot luh. im sucha pig i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there is undeniably no better breakfast than hotel breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;- international breakfast&lt;br /&gt;- miso soup&lt;br /&gt;- chicken porridge&lt;br /&gt;- waffles&lt;br /&gt;- yoghurt&lt;br /&gt;- cereals&lt;br /&gt;technically i took almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;left at 12.. check out.&lt;br /&gt;was watching ESPN before that..&lt;br /&gt;FORMULA 1. i realised its quite nice to watch actually.&lt;br /&gt;so i have added yet another sport to watch..&lt;br /&gt;yay i support ferarri, and kimi raikonen. cant spell his name though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. 2 new classmates.&lt;br /&gt;ok im lazy to elaborate already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah and the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;soon........ ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;actually i realised that my post turned out ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &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/7026987-7753997960760949971?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7753997960760949971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=7753997960760949971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7753997960760949971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7753997960760949971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-posting-for-sake-of-posting.html' title='im posting for the sake of posting'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-9204293068319486909</id><published>2007-03-15T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T00:41:44.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL TRIP! (real one)</title><content type='html'>ah. im REALLY &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LAZY&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;and my thoughts arent really collected right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking about SYFC.&lt;br /&gt;and im hoping that the future ground school/ mass briefings&lt;br /&gt;wont be on saturday, if not i'll clash with trainings.&lt;br /&gt;at least not in the morning.  ah...=[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. and im skipping the saturday match.&lt;br /&gt;which i dont want to skip. =[&lt;br /&gt;and i havent done my hw,&lt;br /&gt;which im worried about =[&lt;br /&gt;and i have other stuff i've yet to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and then im hoping we get to go australia in dec,&lt;br /&gt;but i realised i got ISLE,&lt;br /&gt;but maybe its not that bad.. maybe can change date or smth.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope ISLE dont take up too much time,&lt;br /&gt;ahh. ok maybe i should think less.&lt;br /&gt;let nature take its course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall just think about tmr,&lt;br /&gt;it'll be a fun day at sentosa, with my class.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, maybe i shall blog about KL after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;day one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, took the coach to KL.&lt;br /&gt;long bus ride, reached there at night.&lt;br /&gt;oh and me, carmen, kelda and jia can form a bridge club.&lt;br /&gt;ok thats besides the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept. roomie is AMELIA.. ;D&lt;br /&gt;she says im fierce? and we've been trying to correct it thoughout the trip.&lt;br /&gt;even though she says i dont have to. oh well. its actually quite fun.. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;day two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up. changed, breakfasted.&lt;br /&gt;went to somewhere, for a match.&lt;br /&gt;we won? then went back to hotel.&lt;br /&gt;showered. then i cant rmb what.&lt;br /&gt;then went for a second match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;just went for midnight coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;yay. im happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok where were we. hmmm. i cant rmb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok can we skip to the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;third day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning. wake up breakfast, match.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. sprained my ankle a lil. but its better now.&lt;br /&gt;back, shower, bought shihui's cake.&lt;br /&gt;tempted by cakes, ate some before we went back.&lt;br /&gt;then match. then. back.&lt;br /&gt;faked a meeting? lol.&lt;br /&gt;melia slipped the surprise out,&lt;br /&gt;anw, we borrowed a lighter.&lt;br /&gt;then the birthday 'surprise'&lt;br /&gt;then. went back.&lt;br /&gt;then. melia, me, nats, candera, silei, shihui, carmen pearlene&lt;br /&gt;bunked in tgt in carmen/pearlene's room.&lt;br /&gt;the last night was the best.&lt;br /&gt;we talked till like 5am.&lt;br /&gt;and we asked the receptions for a 6am morning call! haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7plus in the end.&lt;br /&gt;breakfasted..&lt;br /&gt;then went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;then packed up.&lt;br /&gt;then went down to lobby.&lt;br /&gt;then went 'shopping'&lt;br /&gt;but kelda, carmen, jia and i decided to go toys'r'us instead.&lt;br /&gt;took a funny video. kelda and me having starwars showdown.&lt;br /&gt;actually there were more pple at first,&lt;br /&gt;but they went off to shop? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft the 2 hrs of shopping went back to wherever and&lt;br /&gt;then to the coach,&lt;br /&gt;then lunch, then back to singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ok points i didnt mention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i ate a lot. (not surprisingly)&lt;br /&gt;2) dinners were funny affairs (esp with kelda around)&lt;br /&gt;3) im a lazy blogger. (im sure you can tell)&lt;br /&gt;4) i took sleeping pictures of everyone. (but have yet to upload)&lt;br /&gt;5) i enjoyed the trip! ;D&lt;br /&gt;6) pictures when i got the mood. (sorry abt it)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-9204293068319486909?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/9204293068319486909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=9204293068319486909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/9204293068319486909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/9204293068319486909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/03/kl-trip-real-one.html' title='KL TRIP! (real one)'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-723420927636407747</id><published>2007-03-14T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T20:41:15.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL TRIP!</title><content type='html'>amelia &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;INSISTS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i post about the KL trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im kidding amelia. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amelia says im lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to prove her point, i shall post about it&lt;br /&gt;ANOTHER DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorry to disappoint. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-723420927636407747?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/723420927636407747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=723420927636407747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/723420927636407747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/723420927636407747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/03/kl-trip.html' title='KL TRIP!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-7592416540678950669</id><published>2007-03-03T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T14:43:39.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this dissolving significance.</title><content type='html'>the trip to KL is confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;yay. cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday.&lt;br /&gt;went to get my uniform with my mummy.&lt;br /&gt;have to go collect it though,&lt;br /&gt;cuz i've sent it for altering.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. then i fixed my portable hard drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;im getting an ipod. yay.&lt;br /&gt;mich is HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;then i got a pair of shoes too.&lt;br /&gt;;D ;D ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finals on monday.&lt;br /&gt;good luck juniors. play well.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be going down to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i need to go out with my bestie soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-7592416540678950669?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7592416540678950669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=7592416540678950669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7592416540678950669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7592416540678950669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-dissolving-significance.html' title='this dissolving significance.'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-706037461059366092</id><published>2007-03-01T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T22:23:56.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day we started.</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is love my dear&lt;br /&gt;But some things aren't so clear&lt;br /&gt;Like when you close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Do you dream of better&lt;br /&gt;Of better times&lt;br /&gt;We're touching the pen to the paper and drawing new lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know that)&lt;br /&gt;I found truth in you&lt;br /&gt;I knew the day we started&lt;br /&gt;Love dies too&lt;br /&gt;Missing you&lt;br /&gt;Since the day we parted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing stays the same&lt;br /&gt;With every lost you'll find gain&lt;br /&gt;I'm searching for a new hope&lt;br /&gt;Love comes quick but&lt;br /&gt;It fades slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're writing the words to the song we started years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the artist in the ambulance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal&lt;br /&gt;red light, can't stop so i spin the wheel&lt;br /&gt;my world goes black before i feel an angel lift me up&lt;br /&gt;and i open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white&lt;br /&gt;they flip the siren, hit the lights, close the doors and i am gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i lay here owing my life to a stranger&lt;br /&gt;and i realize that empty words are not enough&lt;br /&gt;i'm left here with the question of just&lt;br /&gt;what have i to show except the promises i never kept?&lt;br /&gt;i lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight of my regrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that i will never let you down&lt;br /&gt;i know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look around and you'll see that at times it feels like no one really cares&lt;br /&gt;it gets me down but i'm still gonna try to do what's right, i know that there´s&lt;br /&gt;a difference between slight of hand, and giving everything you have&lt;br /&gt;there's a line drawn in the sand, i'm working up the will to cross it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hope that i will never let you down&lt;br /&gt;i know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rhetoric cant't raise the dead&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of always talking when there's no change&lt;br /&gt;rhetoric cant't raise the dead&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of empty words, let's lead and not follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal&lt;br /&gt;red light, can't stop so i spin the wheel&lt;br /&gt;my world goes black before i feel an angel steal me from the&lt;br /&gt;greedy jaws of death and chance, and pull me in with steady hands&lt;br /&gt;they've given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that i will never let you down&lt;br /&gt;i know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound&lt;br /&gt;can we pick you off the ground, more than flashing lights and sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trg was cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;and we're supposed t do 5k tmr.&lt;br /&gt;but i felt like running in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;so i did. and it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have to do 5k tmr anymore. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all.&lt;br /&gt;time to get back to econs.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how to do it though.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why i blog when no one reads it?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. ok. i cant be bothered.. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-706037461059366092?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/706037461059366092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=706037461059366092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/706037461059366092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/706037461059366092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/03/day-we-started.html' title='The day we started.'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-7954346360889839119</id><published>2007-02-28T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T21:18:37.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay.</title><content type='html'>looking at my last 2 posts...&lt;br /&gt;im amused that i blogged that way.&lt;br /&gt;haha. seemed random. probably was random.&lt;br /&gt;i think i must have been high.&lt;br /&gt;only the part about saturday seemed normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell. its a change. but not something i'd wanna sustain.&lt;br /&gt;ok there's nothing to blog about today.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday there was training.&lt;br /&gt;the beep test thing. wah damn tiring. but cool.&lt;br /&gt;always watched people do it, but nvr did one before.&lt;br /&gt;yay. 10-2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pictures! long overdue.&lt;br /&gt;and i guess they sorta help spice up my dull blog.&lt;br /&gt;reading with pictures is always nicer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/ReV8RUpJvzI/AAAAAAAAAFw/DYR0K8noW4U/s1600-h/P1040898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036568395324702514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/ReV8RUpJvzI/AAAAAAAAAFw/DYR0K8noW4U/s320/P1040898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the guys who sang for us on Vday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/ReV7zEpJvyI/AAAAAAAAAFo/h6Q35kYdUYI/s1600-h/P1040890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036567875633659682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/ReV7zEpJvyI/AAAAAAAAAFo/h6Q35kYdUYI/s320/P1040890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the lucky spectators in LT5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/ReV8tkpJv0I/AAAAAAAAAF4/_sNBnoNS04o/s1600-h/P1040973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036568880656006978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/ReV8tkpJv0I/AAAAAAAAAF4/_sNBnoNS04o/s320/P1040973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the most retarded pic i've posted- hearts on vday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/ReV9xUpJv1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/9pNG2aSm85A/s1600-h/P1050033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036570044592144210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/ReV9xUpJv1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/9pNG2aSm85A/s320/P1050033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; class outing, at cafe cartel. on vday of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/ReV6mUpJvvI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ZtOI2duYrJ8/s1600-h/P1050054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036566557078699762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/ReV6mUpJvvI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ZtOI2duYrJ8/s320/P1050054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6exy  arms during take5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/ReV7FkpJvwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/99DI1cUVbik/s1600-h/P1050078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036567093949611778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/ReV7FkpJvwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/99DI1cUVbik/s320/P1050078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;' private' pool party. in conj. with yrian's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/ReV7ZkpJvxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/NyHfexYppkE/s1600-h/P1050141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036567437546995474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/ReV7ZkpJvxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/NyHfexYppkE/s320/P1050141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she's wearing her present, plus we went t watch epic movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;doesnt she look like the person on the poster in pink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k thanks all for now. remind me not t post so many pics at once. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its causing my com to lag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. amelia says she found my blog, so if you do visit again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im just saying HI! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-7954346360889839119?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7954346360889839119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=7954346360889839119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7954346360889839119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7954346360889839119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/02/okay.html' title='okay.'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_vLxTKRxK8sA/ReV8RUpJvzI/AAAAAAAAAFw/DYR0K8noW4U/s72-c/P1040898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026987.post-3689416760470693647</id><published>2007-02-25T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T23:48:10.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>might i add.</title><content type='html'>our graVT car totally OWNZ!&lt;br /&gt;haha. i think we were quite lucky too.&lt;br /&gt;we were like. ok we either get 2nd or 2nd last.&lt;br /&gt;yay. fastest and FURTHEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we even beat the IMBA looking chopper board car from the other class.&lt;br /&gt;whee.&lt;br /&gt;ok hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus. i think im prone to shooting myself in the foot these days.&lt;br /&gt;so everyone keep clear of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say weird stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;example&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone says:&lt;/em&gt;  i think hot people are tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mich&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; (absentmindedly)&lt;/span&gt; responds:&lt;/em&gt; im not tan.&lt;br /&gt;everyone, including myself bursts out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;mich, i think you should shut up. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-3689416760470693647?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3689416760470693647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=3689416760470693647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/3689416760470693647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/3689416760470693647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/02/might-i-add.html' title='might i add.'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-6933879693473283791</id><published>2007-02-25T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T23:04:54.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE OWN!</title><content type='html'>gambling today was THE BOMB.&lt;br /&gt;my bro and i shared a pool fund from my dad&lt;br /&gt;and we played with all the uncles.&lt;br /&gt;i think our combined luck made a difference or something.&lt;br /&gt;we either always drawed, or OWNED!&lt;br /&gt;the losses were few and far between&lt;br /&gt;save for the beginning where we&lt;br /&gt;got to as low as 100 dollars&lt;br /&gt;(starting was 200)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. besides that. the party was QUITE AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;many many many people. didnt really walk about,&lt;br /&gt;because i stayed at the table for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;saw many many people.&lt;br /&gt;and i tell you. PRATA!!!&lt;br /&gt;i think i had 5 or 6? throughout the day today.&lt;br /&gt;damn shiok. sausage prata, sausage&amp;cheese.&lt;br /&gt;chocolate, onion, kosong. all GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;oh and i found out another nice flavoured prata&lt;br /&gt;RED BEAN! didnt know it tasted quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;reminded me of niangao when its fried!&lt;br /&gt;the curry was just as impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at the end of the party, when the prata people&lt;br /&gt;were clearing up, the prata man let us flip the leftover dough.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN FUN. i sucked sorta. but it was 'sorta' successful too.&lt;br /&gt;i realised tiger beer is actually drinkable.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. the whole floor is oily. aye..&lt;br /&gt;nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for saturday.&lt;br /&gt;it was training in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;felt pretty good. perspired quite a bit cuz it was HUMID!&lt;br /&gt;then went home did some work.&lt;br /&gt;slacked, slept.&lt;br /&gt;went for COA's function.&lt;br /&gt;damn sian..&lt;br /&gt;then rushed to pick my bro.&lt;br /&gt;then a quick stopover to CAF's function.&lt;br /&gt;then home..&lt;br /&gt;nothing much luh.&lt;br /&gt;oh. did work!&lt;br /&gt;then slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup thats abt it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-6933879693473283791?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6933879693473283791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=6933879693473283791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/6933879693473283791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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harbour.&lt;br /&gt;and the tennesee song's super sad.&lt;br /&gt;makes think about stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. nothing much happened today.&lt;br /&gt;PE was boring. there was no P, just E.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did gym though..&lt;br /&gt;and 2.4-ed when i got back.&lt;br /&gt;i shall target 1030?&lt;br /&gt;haha. hopefully its not over ambitious,&lt;br /&gt;cuz the distance i run ard my area isnt exactly accurate.&lt;br /&gt;ah i wanna hit the target.&lt;br /&gt;but i've a feeling i wont.&lt;br /&gt;well at least under 11 i hope.&lt;br /&gt;we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-5606563402335836252?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5606563402335836252/comments/default' title='Post 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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-7026987.post-5380909443381880167</id><published>2007-02-22T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T23:55:03.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for a start.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;damn. all i can say is that its not the same..&lt;br /&gt;aye. dreading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i wish i had a week of respite.&lt;br /&gt;to do whatever i wished.&lt;br /&gt;to live in the moment and forget about everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course that's impossible. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note.&lt;br /&gt;training today. it was good i guess.&lt;br /&gt;our team selections will be made known on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;yay? is that a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm. todays chem test was a killer btw.&lt;br /&gt;i expect to fail. considering i put D for all the MCQ without reading. ;D&lt;br /&gt;rar. DIE. how am i gonna cope. somebody kill me! heee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;a shot of alcohol should do the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forget to mention that chinese new year has been ok.&lt;br /&gt;the customary visiting, the fake smiling,&lt;br /&gt;the trying to make small talk with people you barely know,&lt;br /&gt;but are related to by blood.&lt;br /&gt;kinda irks me, but its been 17 years of CNY already.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm getting used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the ang baos do still count for smth,&lt;br /&gt;but i worry less about my takings now..&lt;br /&gt;haha. ok i sound damn money faced..&lt;br /&gt;been to a few functions.&lt;br /&gt;was ok i guess. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i nearly forget to mention.&lt;br /&gt;CLASS SLEEPOVER after the 'cny party'&lt;br /&gt;yay. it was a BLAST.&lt;br /&gt;had good food, good movies, good fun.&lt;br /&gt;add a lil alcohol to the concoction and mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;and you get a pretty good party.&lt;br /&gt;the 4am night walk was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;pictures on the road were thrilling.&lt;br /&gt;the sleeping accomodations weren't fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;but considering we all slept so little i guess it made little difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pictures... many are with junyang.&lt;br /&gt;so he better send to me.&lt;br /&gt;and those that I have, are... pending.&lt;br /&gt;haha lazy to post/ upload. so oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. shall end here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-5380909443381880167?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5380909443381880167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><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-7026987.post-5578777606472393345</id><published>2007-02-20T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T23:26:12.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my heart is yours, to fill or burst, to break or bury, or wear as jewellery.</title><content type='html'>i dont feel like doing work. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna do nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there aint no motivation anymore.&lt;br /&gt;life's going on.&lt;br /&gt;and im merely going through the motions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i miss you, evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-5578777606472393345?l=mysticalperceptions.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-7026987.post-5297498480462117805</id><published>2007-02-17T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T13:29:24.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im a lazy blogger.</title><content type='html'>first up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Valentines Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short it was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;our class had the 'secret' valentine thing.&lt;br /&gt;and we'd to make/get gifts for our valentines.&lt;br /&gt;it was cool. the guys made us stay back after first block,&lt;br /&gt;which was student development.&lt;br /&gt;then they sang 2 songs for us.&lt;br /&gt;heard they rehearsed quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;they bluffed us that they didnt prepare anything for us,&lt;br /&gt;when they actually did.&lt;br /&gt;and on top of the performance which i managed to record,&lt;br /&gt;they gave us nice gifts too.&lt;br /&gt;ILOVEYOUGUYS! ;D&lt;br /&gt;6E is really DAMN nice class.&lt;br /&gt;-does yiran's 'ahhhhh; -faints'&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then after school i went down to CCAB with some other netballers.&lt;br /&gt;to watch the netball match.&lt;br /&gt;IJ vs RGS. the showdown before the finals.&lt;br /&gt;it wa really very tense.&lt;br /&gt;there were many wasted opportunities by both teams.&lt;br /&gt;but of course i support IJ and IJ only. no doubt about it.&lt;br /&gt;eventually we won by 1 point. damn scary.&lt;br /&gt;quite disappointing. but i have faith that the juniors will improve.&lt;br /&gt;followed them back to school as they had their investiture thing.&lt;br /&gt;managed to see some people.&lt;br /&gt;and managed to steal some time with my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;it really was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually left at 6 or so.&lt;br /&gt;to meet up with my class again.&lt;br /&gt;V'day dinner. for the unattached.&lt;br /&gt;which was practically everyone. i think it was at least?&lt;br /&gt;had a whole lot of fun camwhoring.&lt;br /&gt;(which reminds me. i shall upload some pics on here in a while)&lt;br /&gt;and the food was YUMMY, albeit expensive.&lt;br /&gt;we soon dispersed. and i was on my way home with germ and the rest.&lt;br /&gt;yay. i found a bus partner. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thursday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; it was pretty normal i guess.&lt;br /&gt;after school, we had nothing much to do.&lt;br /&gt;so i slacked around with somemore classmates. =]&lt;br /&gt;after eating we found an ulu class room and started playing cards.&lt;br /&gt;first it was asshole daiti, then heart attack. and that was DAMN fun i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;ok then. at 4.30 we had training.&lt;br /&gt;fitness session. was quite alright.&lt;br /&gt;could have been worse. but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came home for dinner. thats pretty much it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TAKE &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;FIVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok we got kicked out in the first round..&lt;br /&gt;which was pretty sad. lost on penalties.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end we found out that the team we lost to made it quite far.&lt;br /&gt;so we may have done equally well if we didnt play against them?&lt;br /&gt;our friskbee team was PRO. made it to the third round.&lt;br /&gt;and let me tell you, they all got SKILLZ man..&lt;br /&gt;jiang yan was the pro. so many intercepts and everything.&lt;br /&gt;then we spent alot of time watching the performances.&lt;br /&gt;played with flour too. and alot of us got flour-ed. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. we left at abt 12plus to head to the pool.&lt;br /&gt;there was supposed to be a pool party there.&lt;br /&gt;but i think cuz it was too far away.&lt;br /&gt;so there was no one when we went there.&lt;br /&gt;it became 08S06Es private pool party area.&lt;br /&gt;haha. yiran wanted to soak her feet or smth.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end the guys carried her and dunked her into the pool.&lt;br /&gt;along the way we sang her a birthday song.&lt;br /&gt;the prank was part of her birthday celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;it was DAMN FUN.&lt;br /&gt;soon everyone sabo-ed someone.&lt;br /&gt;and almost the whole of our class was swimming in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;swam till 1pm when the lifeguard chased us off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we gave yiran her birthday present: skirt and tank.&lt;br /&gt;obviously she had no choice but to where them&lt;br /&gt;since she didnt bring extra clothes.&lt;br /&gt;the rest of us did, because we planned it the night before.&lt;br /&gt;took a quick shower.&lt;br /&gt;and headed out to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of us went to PS.&lt;br /&gt;where we had lunch and KFC.&lt;br /&gt;then watched EPIC movie.&lt;br /&gt;it was DAMN LAME. haha.&lt;br /&gt;the movie director was probably jeanting.&lt;br /&gt;but it was pretty 'ra' too. so maybe it wasnt jeanting.&lt;br /&gt;ah but she didnt come along to watch it. wasted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie.&lt;br /&gt;we slacked around in the basement for a while&lt;br /&gt;because we were waiting for the rain to stop.&lt;br /&gt;headed back when it did.&lt;br /&gt;was a SUPER FUN DAY.&lt;br /&gt;yay. and right now. i can tell you that there's no better class than&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;08S06E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE 6EXY BOYS AND GIRLS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-5297498480462117805?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5297498480462117805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><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-7026987.post-6223494789726479819</id><published>2007-02-11T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T01:19:37.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>i just read someone's blog.&lt;br /&gt;and i guess all i can say is:&lt;br /&gt;my sentiments exact.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. its nice how some people can put into words&lt;br /&gt;what i am feeling. ;D&lt;br /&gt;its nice to know that there are others like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;its different now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll gym later. what i owe from this week.&lt;br /&gt;i want an ipod now. heh.&lt;br /&gt;ah and i've yet to do the long run. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-7026987.post-4098385208387535166</id><published>2007-02-11T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T23:39:49.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results!</title><content type='html'>ok. its been returned to us 2 days ago,&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i should blog about the Os.&lt;br /&gt;i met up with my classmates for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;then headed to school to collect the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached school at about 1.45?&lt;br /&gt;and i saw all those familiar faces.&lt;br /&gt;juniors, friends. everyone.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i really missed them.&lt;br /&gt;it was a great feeling,&lt;br /&gt;i could pratically feel the warmth of IJ.&lt;br /&gt;i was super hyper.. so much so that i was&lt;br /&gt;perspiring. haha. ohwell. it WAS warm ok! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next we headed to the hall and i saw BESTFRIEND!&lt;br /&gt;yay. made my day.&lt;br /&gt;anw. i saw even more people.&lt;br /&gt;then MY MUM CAME. like ahh. haha&lt;br /&gt;i told her not to, but she did anw.&lt;br /&gt;ok. that beside the point.&lt;br /&gt;ms ng and mrs selvam said i did well.&lt;br /&gt;ohkay.. so i was sort of relieved i guess.&lt;br /&gt;and it helped to kill majority of my tension.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i was afraid i screwed up everything.&lt;br /&gt;the principal went through all the funny stats&lt;br /&gt;i dont even remember if it was improvements or otherwise&lt;br /&gt;but i just cheered when the others in my class cheered. heh.&lt;br /&gt;that's the blur me, for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. then they showed the top scorers slide.&lt;br /&gt;ok. this is the part where i sort of get a shock.&lt;br /&gt;haha. though i was 'warned' by mrs selvam alr.&lt;br /&gt;damn unexpected. haha.&lt;br /&gt;up till now i still think it was tyco. sort of at least.&lt;br /&gt;but of course im happy. aiyah.&lt;br /&gt;but then this kinda thing, people sure forget in like less than a day.. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got back my results slip,&lt;br /&gt;i didnt really feel exhilarated, nor disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;it was like the 'okay loh' feeling.&lt;br /&gt;chatted in school for quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;then went out with the gang.&lt;br /&gt;homeward bound after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. i havent said. i got 6pts. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. i've yet to thank all the people who wished me luck before the results&lt;br /&gt;and all the other concerned people who called/sms-ed me to enquire.&lt;br /&gt;its like a 2nd christmas luh. haha. so many sms.&lt;br /&gt;i'd also need to apologise if i did not reply to the good luck msges.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i AM lazy and wanna save sms too.&lt;br /&gt;and to those who i forgot to tell my results to,&lt;br /&gt;im also sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday training.&lt;br /&gt;yay. siewkim, kelda, me and mel all staying.&lt;br /&gt;and of course the rest RP.. so we're intact.&lt;br /&gt;aye. slight ankle sprain. but im fine.&lt;br /&gt;cuz im strong. haha.&lt;br /&gt;ok im talking crap i shall sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-4098385208387535166?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4098385208387535166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=4098385208387535166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/4098385208387535166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/4098385208387535166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/02/results.html' title='results!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-1469303305665516253</id><published>2007-02-05T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T23:39:50.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I MISS MY BEST FRIEND</title><content type='html'>we finally managed a short chat after 77777777773 years.&lt;br /&gt;wish i had more time with her. :/&lt;br /&gt;i havent seen her since the 15th of jan.&lt;br /&gt;thats like 21 days.&lt;br /&gt;i havent sms-ed her more than 20msg in a day since&lt;br /&gt;i cant even remember when.&lt;br /&gt;i havent recieved her letter in just as long.&lt;br /&gt;aye. but i love her all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i should be doing my work now.&lt;br /&gt;but as usual im procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;bio's a chore....&lt;br /&gt;SIANNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. din do weights today.&lt;br /&gt;intended to run.&lt;br /&gt;key word: intended.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. maybe i'll run tmr.&lt;br /&gt;or wed. or friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olvl results on friday.&lt;br /&gt;im scared.&lt;br /&gt;scared as hell.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i've put in enough effort.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. but its too late to regret.&lt;br /&gt;dear lord.. pls make my results ok.&lt;br /&gt;like VERY OK. haha.&lt;br /&gt;even if it aint,&lt;br /&gt;let me spend more time with my best friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-1469303305665516253?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-7026987.post-8918646144621589862</id><published>2007-02-04T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T21:37:02.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And if I fall through these days that go by without cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Just a painful mistake has left me here on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And if I fall through these nights I can't seem to go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Just a sign that you're with me gives me the strength to hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. lots of homework.&lt;br /&gt;so i'll blog another time. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-8918646144621589862?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8918646144621589862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=8918646144621589862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/8918646144621589862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/8918646144621589862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/02/and-if-i-fall-through-these-days-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-8571771600749694558</id><published>2007-02-04T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T15:48:26.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>replies to tags</title><content type='html'>EUNICE/ i can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THONGS/ i miss you too. havent seen you in ages..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAJIA/ i randomly found it! ;D i think by carmen's dead blog luh. haha. i dont like it leh.. the skin sucks, to me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELENE/ ok i dont really know how to reply this tag because it aint directed at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANDY/ yea. oops. haha but better late than never. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOULONG/ heyy. didnt you get the class contact's list? its been emailed to everyone some time ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAT/ i bet you're enjoying AC too luh. the work here aint any better! hope to see you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/1-ER/ how come i've a feeling you are marie. but anw.. aiyah sian luh. i havent even uploaded the pics yet. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAZHI/ SAME HERE. aye. i havent seen you guys in AGES since then. haha exactly one week from that time already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CELESTE/ i guess i am. ILOVEMYCLASS! ;D hope you are enjoying AC. i miss you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLIVIA/ hello. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-8571771600749694558?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/8571771600749694558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=8571771600749694558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/8571771600749694558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/8571771600749694558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/02/replies-to-tags.html' title='replies to tags'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-4074627423924313570</id><published>2007-01-29T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T23:39:29.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[step up]</title><content type='html'>last saturday's training was cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;so that we could recover from the conditioning on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was the daisy tan netball carn.&lt;br /&gt;heyy. it rhymes!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thats beside the point.&lt;br /&gt;rj sent 2 teams and we got 1st and 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;but then we didnt get to play hwachong and sa.&lt;br /&gt;they didnt show. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;got a bit burnt, despite it being a pretty sunless day.&lt;br /&gt;sunday was good fun!&lt;br /&gt;team bonding with no link games and other funny stuff.&lt;br /&gt;got to see the IJ netballer again. yay.&lt;br /&gt;its been really long. I MISS THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.. i was SUPER tired. fell asleep for like 2 min&lt;br /&gt;during i cant rmb which lecture.&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly i was awake again. heh&lt;br /&gt;weights session after school was pretty ok.&lt;br /&gt;did it with carmen, and we were quite fast?&lt;br /&gt;then we had the gryphon sports talk.&lt;br /&gt;5 t0 730? me and carmen were playing&lt;br /&gt;mini golf on her handphone.&lt;br /&gt;was pretty amusing. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed home after the talk. and i cant believe its like 1130 alr.&lt;br /&gt;yet another long day tmr. i need SWEETS.&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/7026987-4074627423924313570?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4074627423924313570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=4074627423924313570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/4074627423924313570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/4074627423924313570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/01/step-up.html' title='[step up]'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-3409650145309450620</id><published>2007-01-27T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T01:18:15.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>im blog hopping, and i just feel like saying this:&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;love &lt;/strong&gt;reflective posts.&lt;br /&gt;they make me think about things.&lt;br /&gt;good for all those who write reflective posts.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just cant bring myself to do that,&lt;br /&gt;cuz its always easier to block out stuff you dont feel like confronting&lt;br /&gt;;D not that i have anything to confront now..&lt;br /&gt;haha. denial..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; my template.&lt;br /&gt;but i aint gonna change it, cuz its too troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; my posts. they are boring. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant stand the fact that my mum knows where my blog is&lt;br /&gt;-rolls eyes. im SUPER LAZY to change address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss my best friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-3409650145309450620?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3409650145309450620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=3409650145309450620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/3409650145309450620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/3409650145309450620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/01/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-7487952234780058842</id><published>2007-01-26T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T23:33:16.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ennui;;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;thats the word to describe my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been boring i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i was dozing off by the time we were at the chem lecture,&lt;br /&gt;considering it was already the 3rd consecutive lecture of the morning.&lt;br /&gt;phy pract wasnt exactly very much better,&lt;br /&gt;i lost my worksheet!&lt;br /&gt;but so did yelin, so at least i got company. ;D&lt;br /&gt;shall photocopy if i still cant find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training yesterday, 50 flights of stairs are no joke.&lt;br /&gt;but i think i'll be a future, pro stair climber.&lt;br /&gt;today, the muscle aches ensued.&lt;br /&gt;pe today was pretty alright.&lt;br /&gt;and no weights training in the end!&lt;br /&gt;plus training tmr is cancelled,&lt;br /&gt;since the daisy tan carn is this sunday.&lt;br /&gt;hope we play better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else...&lt;br /&gt;ok nothing. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;here are some pics long due: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;l'audeamus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RboYVVJnrFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QZrJppKQiXg/s1600-h/P1040751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024355089019022418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RboYVVJnrFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QZrJppKQiXg/s320/P1040751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RboZZVJnrGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/fUcJW3LdUYI/s1600-h/P1040726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024356257250126946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RboZZVJnrGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/fUcJW3LdUYI/s320/P1040726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/Rboc2lJnrHI/AAAAAAAAAE8/VrDC-Wh_lzo/s1600-h/P1040710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024360058296183922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/Rboc2lJnrHI/AAAAAAAAAE8/VrDC-Wh_lzo/s320/P1040710.JPG" 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/7026987-7487952234780058842?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/7487952234780058842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=7487952234780058842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7487952234780058842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/7487952234780058842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/01/ennui.html' title='ennui;;'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RboYVVJnrFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QZrJppKQiXg/s72-c/P1040751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026987.post-1461761241194332161</id><published>2007-01-22T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T21:03:37.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ordinary`</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;there's plenty of time left tonight,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i promised i'd have you home before daylight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we do the best we can in a small town;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;act like big city kids when the sun goes down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if it's not too late for coffee,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll be at your place in ten.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we'll hit that all-night diner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and then we'll see.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's so many things i have to say,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll stay up all night to hear about your day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we do the best we can in a small town;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;act like kids in love when the sun goes down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if it's not too late for coffee,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll be at your place in ten.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we'll hit that all-night diner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and then we'll see.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's a love that transcends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all that we've known of ourselves,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i'll wait for it to come,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll wait for it to come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, it's got to be strong to touch my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;through its shell,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i'll wait for it to come,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll wait for it to come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. hmmm. lets talk about the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;saturday was pretty busy.&lt;br /&gt;training in the morning. then a nice shower.&lt;br /&gt;only to perspire minutes later while walking out of school.&lt;br /&gt;then met up with 4/1 2006. quite a few turned up&lt;br /&gt;though it could have been better. :[&lt;br /&gt;neoprints! havent took them in forever.&lt;br /&gt;went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;then dinner at uncle kern's place.&lt;br /&gt;wasnt that great. i should have gone for the sending off&lt;br /&gt;at the airport. heard i missed a lot. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday. woke up at 8.30 with the intention to run.&lt;br /&gt;but... i just turned off my alarm and went back to dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;woke at 10, was starving, so i finished the wantons?&lt;br /&gt;10 over pieces i think.&lt;br /&gt;oh then lunch at marina.. the serving was HUGE pls.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt finish.&lt;br /&gt;parents allowed me to go for xnij AGM!&lt;br /&gt;yay finally got to see the netballers after so long.&lt;br /&gt;felt a bit, just a bit different. oh well. :[&lt;br /&gt;cabbed home. then light dinner.&lt;br /&gt;then i cant rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was pretty much the same as any school day i guess.&lt;br /&gt;tutorials, lectures.. ok maybe it was less cold?&lt;br /&gt;but that's so random. lunched with the class.&lt;br /&gt;then i went back. sian-ed for a while.&lt;br /&gt;did a bit of my chem tutorial,&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly i felt like running.&lt;br /&gt;so i did. ran and ran and ran..&lt;br /&gt;and did 4.8km. yay. but it was lousy running man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then dinner. which just ended. ok done.&lt;div 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title='ordinary`'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-2742354792770377062</id><published>2007-01-21T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T21:48:25.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>directed to no one in particular</title><content type='html'>if you're not happy reading my blog,&lt;br /&gt;then go away. its irritating ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for all my friends, dont worry,&lt;br /&gt;i really dont mean anything untoward towards you..&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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particular'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-3877046883456640</id><published>2007-01-18T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T00:02:00.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight Highway`</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Your bitter goodbye is ringing through this quiet night, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This idle hour just wont pass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I've never missed you this much, never thought I would, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Didn't think you'd feel so far away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Your summer perfume is still, blowing through this hallway, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Autumn's amber red shadows dance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I miss our midnight rides on highway 18, 18 is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;all the lectures have began. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;its hard to believe that we have all embarked on JC life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;after a mere week of orientation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;we're starting on our tutorials too. and.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;my work's gonna pile up soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;MICH, dont procrastinate! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;all the lecture theathres give me the chills,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;the same goes for all those class rooms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;with the aircon working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;jackets are a must i tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;and the depressing part is my black jacket is TORN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;my white jacket is being safe-kept by best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;my new black jacket is not exactly of best fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;my new green jacket is too bulky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;im resigned to using my longsleeve, XL-shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;but its been comfy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;cant wait to get the RJ jacket man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;btw, i have to say this again, I LOVE MY CLASS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;hope i get to go for the evening thing at germaine's place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;and when i say germaine, its not the one from IJ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;too bad i cant see off zoulong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;but best wishes and hope you enjoy US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;(bah, what's the chance of him seeing this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;if there is something to look forward to this week: SATURDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;morning training! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;afternoon lunch with IJ classmates!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;evening dinner at a friend's place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;night fun at my classmate's place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;CANT WAIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;ok i better be off. my tutorials beckon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;furthermore, i need to read up on my lecture notes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;because im LOST in certain lectures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;one last thing. C&amp;B NETBALL ZONALS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;congrats Bdiv 49 - 2 vs Bishan Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Keep Training Hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Do Your Best For The Team!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Trust Me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Times in IJ are PRECIOUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-3877046883456640?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/3877046883456640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=3877046883456640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/3877046883456640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/3877046883456640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/01/midnight-highway.html' title='Midnight Highway`'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-6470358214987431467</id><published>2007-01-11T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:04:31.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays are out, school's in.</title><content type='html'>ORIENTATION! on the first day it was just alright, partly due to the fact that i didnt know my lovely OG-ers. but from the second day onwards, i guess we began to warm up to each other. some of them looked pretty dao on the first day, but i guess looks can be decieving. they all turned out to be GREAT people, and i would never regret knowing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so i shall modify the post of my OG friend, Jason's post. because im lazy to type. so if you see all the dot dot dot and well, if it doesnt look like how i type then too bad. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 (3jan):&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6am. on time. went to school and waited for shona, because i said i'd meet her. then met the other IJ people. went to register and was assigned to BB03. went there only to find out that i was not in bb03 but bb05 Ch'Novo!!  our OGLs: Wen hao and Chay Ling!!! Both very nice and friendly... Melissa Law was in my OG too. ok partial relief, but i sort of didnt mind going in alone to, then i could make new friends and i know that there's a tendency t stick t people you know, so oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae den watched "storyline" a cluedo story... very funny.. and den icebreakers... were supposed to go to our lodges but we stayed in the mph for some reason... den played whacko, polar bear, "umchi umchi" and blow wind blow... had to memorise names too. like go one round and everything. im BAD at names. but the ice breakers were quite fun haha.... den went for lunch... and den IHC opening ceremony, quite funni there was a rapping competition and i think our house captain was super pro!!! The only rap tt cud be heard clearly and there was "groove"! Bayley's rap was quite funni haha... den there was house meeting and IHC games... It wud take too much time to describe all the games -.- so ya, we sorta did so-so onli... but we did our best!! And during the house meeting... hmmmx.. felt quite... spirited...i think everyone was quite high... its very unlike IJhouse sessions, because people are like very ON about the cheering. overall we got 3rd... aniwae that was the end of day 1... went for the OG dinner, but left quite early because i had t go for netball club trg with XNIJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 (4jan):&lt;br /&gt;Went to the lodge first before going to the mph, den there was teaching of college cheers college anthem and batch song... the batch song is nice... also started mingling wif pple around me whom i dunno... den watched the nxt part of storyline again... and den it was learning of the batch dance!! i got paired with mel, and it was purely coincidental! found the dance fun and altough i had 2 left feet, so did everyone else! and den storyline and lunch again... after that it was station games... Quite fun also... we won the first 2, den lost the next &gt;&lt;... den 2 draws and 1 more loss zzz... nvm we will definitely do betta nxt time!! My OG realli rulez man!! Supporting one another and tt kinda thing... aniwae unfortunately... BB got 5th overall for the station games... the activities of day 2 ended... but we were still going for OG dinner!!! Racheal, Amanda, Mei Yi, Han Yu, Anabel, Jun Wei, Alex and Wen Chen, Chay Ling and Wen Hao went... went to food junction... i didnt go. =( supposed to have trg but was cancelled last minute. haha. the slackness of RJ netball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 (5jan):&lt;br /&gt;Went to the lodge also before leaving for the mph... den went to our classrooms and the only person i recognised was oli's friend, yiran ... and somemore she looked super DAO! ;D but the people around me were pretty friendly, and thats a good sign. which later, i will prove right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went back to the mph for dance prac for the 2nd half of the batch dance, quite funni again lolx... and den external activities!! 十字路口!! So cool... We were allocated to Chinatown, so we took train there... first checkpoint was ann siang hill or something like that... then we had to eat cabbage wif some funni sauce... there were 5 boxes labeled 1-5 but we rolled a six, so had to mix 3 of them... chose something that looked like garlic, another which looked like chilli and the other forgot wad... so everyone ate... and not actualli disgusting but omg super super salty!!! Zzz.. den we had to play this memory game, open 2 if it's the same one den take out tt game... like KiKo match in neopets haha... after that we had to link from lettuce to water, so it was lettuce -&gt; egg yolk -&gt; kway teow -&gt; water... went to the food center near that place and brought our egg yolk + kway teow + our lunch... den next stop was at telok ayer park or something... ate our lunch there first b4 the activities... we had to drink water from styrofoam cups... with holes!!! After that had to cheer backwards... by syllabus... not too difficult... so had to link from water to super rings... water -&gt; roti prata -&gt; apples -&gt; super rings... nxt checkpoint was somewhere in china town... took some time to look for it... went past the place but a tri-shaw rider directed us back haha... there the food challenge, we rolled the option of crushing packs of super ring den pouring it into water and drinking it... looks like carrot juice... taste like... juz water wif super rings to bite inside haha... den had to play the sing-the-banana game... duno wads the actual name for it... done that... den we had to link from super rings to micheal jackson... this funni drink sold in the RJ canteen... chinchow + soya bean milk... i think... so it was super rings -&gt; sweets -&gt; strawberry ice-cream -&gt; micheal jackson! Some bought extra ice-cream and ate on the way to the mrt station haha... den when we were outside the mrt station michelle and berny had to eat fast fast haha... den we started walking real fast... to the train... cuz we knew we were one of the first to finish the race... den after we reached dhouby ghaut to change train everyone started running to the next train!!!! N we said "excuse me"s, "sorry"s and "thanks"s when we needed pple to clear a path for us... so we were polite enuff... and when we got to the nxt train the train was to come in 1minute... perfect timing! Here comes the cool part... we decided to run when we reached bishan mrt station... cuz we realli tot we cud be the zone winner.... so once we reached the station we realized some other OGs were there adi also... cudn't figure out which were from our zone but onli cud recognize mingxue's group, so once the train doors open everyone juz chiong up... pple around wud think we're crazy lolx... so we juz chiong!!!!!! Den at the bus stop by the mrt station mingxue's HH group decided to take 156 and den go thru RI... and cool enuff, in the confusion nobody from our OG boarded the bus, we juz ran!!! All the way to RJC... Tiring sia... finalli reached the canteen, michael jackson was sold out so 100+ was the replacement... or was it H2O... i forgot... Wenjun(MR)'s group was at the canteen at that time also.... i guess we didn't noe which zone they're from so it suddenly turned into a race wif i think 2 or 3 OGs chionging to the mph!!! Cuz we took the shortcut so had to jump over the bushes havent realli tried it b4... i guess many others haven either... but i think was juz too excited so juz sprinted and jumped over... han yu got scratched thou... den went up to the mph and took a photo wif the 7 colours of rainbow in it... haha... brilliant idea sia... used amanda's marker pens... and den when chay ling showed the photo to whoeva was in charge was getting so nervous... actualli was actualli thinking we got 2nd or 3rd and when they announced that we got first wah!!!! So cool!!! Then suddenly felt like all the adrenaline gone from my body... wah... so cool!! First!! Ch'Novo rulez!!! In the entire chaotic process saw yujun's group in the mph also... din noe they were from our zone also... but den realized they finished the race like 3~5 seconds after us... like us they were sweating like.... cuz they ran all the way from bradell mrt station to RJC!!!! Forgot to ask y... i guess becuz they were on the same train as mingxue's group so tot it wud be faster... and they were indeed faster!!! Mingxue(HH)'s group came in 3rd!! They were slowly strolling in and their OGL told us "We came in air-con comfort"~~~ Wadeva lor! We won!!!! When we were at the mrt station got quite worried that they wud win but i guess they had to gather at the bus stop first... so cool so cool!!!!! So we sat in the circle formation again to settle the costume for O'night... guna be quite cool... i think... After cooling down... went to practise the batch dance cuz we had lotsa time left... were supposed to reach rjc by 4.20, but we reached at 3.19!! I think we were the 3rd or 4th OG to reach RJC... so went to practise... and haha something funni happened... and den while waiting for the results they played the batch dance music... and OG juz stood up and practise lolx... in the middle of everyone sitting down... but it was fun haha! Den the annoucement of results... 2 BB OGs were zone winners!! 2 MR also and 1 BW... but for the overall results... BB FIRST!! Wah... so exciting... so after that debrief and den we were dismissed but there was guna be a BB dinner later... so we went to the mph juz chat and created a cheer haha... had dinner at the canteen... den went to the amphitheatre again... and i realized the results for BB in the EA was realli terrific... for bugis 2 BB OGs were first and second, den for chinatown us and bb04 were 1st and second.. and for overall results we were so much higher than second place! I juz hope we win the war games on monday!!!!! BB rulez man... never realli felt "buckley rulez" in RI... in RJ it juz somehow feels different... after that walked to the mrt station wif chay ling, michelle, mei yi and han yu... oya forgot to mention.. mei yi totalli lost her voice... and den realized chay ling was the onli person taking in the other direction haha... den on the train michelle alighted first at ang mo kio... n when the remaining 3 of us were chatting we started to whisper to mei yi also haha cuz she cud only whisper... not talk... XD A tiring day... went home watched the last episode of bai wan bao... while watching adi felt sleepy... so juz slept at 10...Monday last day of orientation le... haix... y muz it end... nvm monday will be super fun!!! N i think at this point in time i haf some important decisions to make... Tts all for the first 3 days of orientation... so fun... oya will try and learn korean... when the videos on youtube actualli can start loading and when im free... realized the sentence structures are the same as jap... juz that the characters are different... it'll be cool to learn another language too... okae... bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of orientation!!! (8jan):&lt;br /&gt;Sienz... aniwae in the morning went to the lodge first before going for assembly at the parade square... den proceeded to our classes again... Ms Jeanne Tan was our CT. gave me the impression she's strict. not good.. she's the chem tutor too. did the timetable and stuff then class bonding. sort of. it was ok i guess. my class is cool. aniwae den went back to the hall for rain-dance practise... i think cuz short of time so was just taught veh briefly... den was war games!!!! First was ultimate tag...  BB was the 2nd house to get all 4 kings killed... nxt game was caterpillar pacman... veh hard to play... quite chaotic also.. but some pple managed to become slimmer after the game haha... for this we got 3rd... den nxt game was... duno wad name but we were supposed to throw newspaper balls into a box which den will raise the house flag when there're enuff newspaper balls... started to form human train and den me, tang wei and some others were at the production line crushing the newspaper into balls haha... pple came to steal newspaper also... so we juz sat on the newspaper... and aniwae we got first!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad im guna post next is quite drama lolx... and probably the most tiring part of the day zZz... After all 5 house flags were raised, den whoever talking wif the mic juz told everyone to sit in theirs OGs and make sure that the OGLs are wif us... she said something important was going to happen... thinking nothing of it, some of us sat abit further away... den suddenly she juz told us to grab our OGLs, "Dun let them run away!!" and before i knew wad was happening wenhao and some other OGLs juz started sprinting away... some of us gave chase immediately... chay ling tried to run also but someone pulled her back... we went thru the mph and cudn't see him... until we saw yi cong and erm... forgot who grabbing wen hao... when me and meiyi went forward den he struggled out and started running again... me and yi cong chased after him like mad... den we reached a flight of stairs, almost caught up to him but cudn't grab him properly so juz jumped down the remaining few flights of stairs, den some BW guys were there also and they helped us to pin wenhao to the wall! Then melissa meiyi michelle junwei and mebbe someone else(sorry cant remember &gt;&lt;) came also and juz grabbed hold of him... wenhao tried to run a few more times but got caught by the shirt... den melissa told him to stop running if he still treasures his shirt lol!! We brought him back to the "stadium steps?" duno wad tt place is called den we were abit careless so he managed to struggle and started running but got caught by pple in front... so he acted as if he gave up... so we juz let him walk freely.... den he sprinted away again omg!!! Me and michelle started chasing first... went down a flight of stairs again and i ALMOST caught him!!! But he went thru the "railings?" at around the CO room area... den cudn't grab hold of him again... den was so super tired so juz sat down... den michelle came down the stairs and continued chasing him lolx... we haf 23 pple... can pass batons haha... after a while saw everyone coming down also... but cudn't find him... and den i realized my "max-something" muscle was hurting like hell... no warm up mebbe... walked around wif some pple but still cudn't find until we realized &lt;strong&gt;michelle (i caught him ok!) &lt;/strong&gt;or jordan or somebody has caught him adi... went to join the "escort" den we saw alex!! And he carried wen hao up!!! Lolx... when we went back realized that the OGLs were being mummified by newspapers haha... so we mummified wen hao also... looked like some pokemon haha... exciting rite lolx... like police and thief... and in the process of chasing we saw some OGLs wif flour all over their shirt and face... after that we presented our gift to wenhao and chay ling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went to shower change up everything... after that went for lunch... at RJ canteen... after that spray spray shirts! I think the shirts look nice loh... time past fast... den it was 5 adi... went back to the mph and changed up... white collared shirt under the green tees... den wif jeans, tie and hat!O' nite was so cool haha... funni stuffs... storyline concluded... "the rafflesian spirit never dies!" den did the batch dance... din get the cha cha steps rite but the rest were okae! Then were the house items... veh funni also.... and den another performance by OGLs... after that we did a special version of the batch dance... they altered the music so some parts went extremely slow, some went super fast, and they re-arranged the order of the songs... for the "Wake me up!" for that song at one point they changed it to evanescence(duno how to spell)'s "wake me up inside" song... funni.... at one point also muz change partners so i paired up wif tian bo... after that the OGLS sang their batch song.... and den we watched the video for our orientation.. and sang our batch song... felt abit sad tt orientation ended le... cuz in their batch song there was one line "with joy we start but with tears we part" or something like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that when we tot it was over, we were told to go to the parade square! They lit up a wooden structure? shaped into the word "Laudeamus"! Quite cool.... den sang the batch song again... i realli think the lyrics for the batch song was veri well-written... and so orientation ended... sad...After that we(Ch'Novo) went to the lodge for debrief... wenhao n chayling conducted a "survey"... and den they gave us something that they had spent the night before doing... a CD wif the photos taken burnt into it... and den the cover of the CD case also super nice... is like a collage of photos wif the title Ch'Novo in the middle... and den if we take the cover(which is actualli like 2 pieces of paper pasted together), den we can find a message addressed to each of us by the both of them... den when they said that everybodi "awwwww"'ed... realli veh nice of them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went for OG - supper/dinner (we onli ate lunch at around 3...) wenhao and chayling had to help clean up so we went ahead first... went to the playground beside S11 to book the space there first... and den realized the bubble tea shops were still opened... so everyone decided to buy... Aniwae... after that some of us went to buy macs to the playground and eat while some of us stayed at the playground(including me..)... it started to rain abit so we shifted to the sheltered area... juz chatted bout random stuffs until chayling n wenhao came... but all the food no more le... fried rice, hor fan all dun haf... so they juz ate fries and apple pie... after finishing my dad fetched me home. ;D veh tempted to juz sleep when i get home without showering... reached home den 12 le... too tired to view that CD... Haix... orientation ended le... so fast... but Ch'Novo will still be around!!! Will make it a point to go their every morning... guna haf an outing soon i think... see how bah... tml is CCA fest... hmmmx..Aniwae... haix... Every end is actualli just a new beginning... tt's true i guess... oya todae... my class... is quite... ON... nvm....New beginning, new surroundings... new faces that i've never seen....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-6470358214987431467?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/6470358214987431467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=6470358214987431467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/6470358214987431467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/6470358214987431467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/01/holidays-are-out-schools-in.html' title='Holidays are out, school&apos;s in.'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-1595948732555613891</id><published>2007-01-02T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T18:04:30.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>ok. there's really nothing to celebrate this 2007.&lt;br /&gt;i've been lazy to blog. i hate my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;i wish someone would change it for me.&lt;br /&gt;to anything else. preferably something black or white.&lt;br /&gt;or LIME GREEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made new specs. LIME GREEN. yay.&lt;br /&gt;finally collected them today.&lt;br /&gt;mich is happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got new shoes some time ago.&lt;br /&gt;they're lime green too. yay.&lt;br /&gt;lime green is love.&lt;br /&gt;for now at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas was boring.&lt;br /&gt;new year was boring.&lt;br /&gt;last year was great.&lt;br /&gt;i miss last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, school's starting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what's its gon be like.&lt;br /&gt;club training in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;wonder what that's gonna be like too.&lt;br /&gt;im bored. and there's nothing to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;ok. lunch today was yummy?&lt;br /&gt;dim sum at toa payoh.&lt;br /&gt;im starving now.&lt;br /&gt;and im missing company right now.&lt;br /&gt;anyone care to just sit around and chat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just packed my room too.&lt;br /&gt;its not any neater, just less cluttered.&lt;br /&gt;gave away LOADS of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-1595948732555613891?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/1595948732555613891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=1595948732555613891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/1595948732555613891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/1595948732555613891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year.html' title='NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-5824221670454680777</id><published>2006-12-25T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T03:15:59.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!</title><content type='html'>bah. today doesnt feel like christmas.&lt;br /&gt;i used to look forward to christmas.&lt;br /&gt;to the presents, to spending a great time together with other people.&lt;br /&gt;today's been pretty disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish it was like the old times.&lt;br /&gt;this morning when i woke up, i realised somethign was missing&lt;br /&gt;there was no christmas tree, that would be there EVERY YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;or at least thats what i remember,&lt;br /&gt;never really realised it was gone till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye. there are stuff i wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;but not here i guess.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;and since im not really in a christmas-sy mood, that means&lt;br /&gt;i wont be proactively wishing people other than&lt;br /&gt;those post cards, be waiting, i've a feeling they'll be late though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-5824221670454680777?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5824221670454680777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=5824221670454680777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RYgKud66ZKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/yZec9W-JCgM/s1600-h/P1040648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RYgKud66ZKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/yZec9W-JCgM/s320/P1040648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010266378871661730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so other than that i shall reply to tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachw/ yup yup i think im ok now. and i HAVE linked you alr. heh. finally.. will take care. dont worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pet/ heyy roomie. i'm much better alr. its not that bad. there was anesthetic. so yeah. thanks.      &amp;      haha not that unglam luh. and I MISS PERTH TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celeste/ yep! i love the pics too! ;D     &amp;       yep. you did come over. haha. but it wasnt exactly the best timing, haha if not i'd have been more welcoming. sorry about that.      &amp;     thanks for the prayers. the removal went pretty smooth, didnt feel that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jing/ JING. i will. dont worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bet/ only 9 stitches, i rather live. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat/ haha. its not THAT bad. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam/ oh yeah. i realised i still havent linked you. i think i will after the post. ;D ok im taking care. halfway recovered alr. miss you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thongs/ DISCIPLE. yeah the stitches. which have been removed. so its not THAT bad. i miss yer more, glad you're back. we need to meet up soon, because i have your PE stuff and, i havent seen you in ages, so that should be reason enough t see you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evlin/ heyy best friend, it wasnt even that pain to begin with. but thanks for asking. love you more. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aline/ you know, you're the FIRST and ONLY person, who said that. thanks. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RYgKud66ZKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/yZec9W-JCgM/s72-c/P1040648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026987.post-5116570270234794619</id><published>2006-12-17T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T22:34:10.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is but a recount of things that have happened, but not nessecarily how i want them to</title><content type='html'>went down on thursday to watch the last match for the junior league. schade. beacuse i couldn't play. because of the stitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok frankly im not in the mood for detail today.&lt;br /&gt;so i shall just mention the basics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for a joyride on saturday, which was yesterday&lt;br /&gt;was the only girl there. how awkward.&lt;br /&gt;anw. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bg jimmy tan&lt;/span&gt; flew us. it was cool&lt;br /&gt;since i sat infront and got t control the plane.&lt;br /&gt;then he did a few tricks. tight turns and wingovers.&lt;br /&gt;could feel the Gs. just a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing t mention was that i got into R.&lt;br /&gt;im quite happy?&lt;br /&gt;but i also feel like i've betrayed the netballers.&lt;br /&gt;urgh. i've t choose my subjs soon.&lt;br /&gt;and i surprise myself sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;because i realise how little i know about where&lt;br /&gt;other people are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;house comm gathering was good!&lt;br /&gt;until some &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bitch&lt;/span&gt; spoilt my mood for that night.&lt;br /&gt;no one from the house comm,&lt;br /&gt;so dont worry.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the presents juniors!&lt;br /&gt;and the next year blue house comm,&lt;br /&gt;DO YOUR BEST TO KEEP THE CHAMPIONSHIP! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then what else is there to say?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. im removing my stitches tmr.&lt;br /&gt;here's a pic of what it looks like.&lt;br /&gt;this was the wound. on the first day i think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RYVWW966ZHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/F4jio2ssxTk/s1600-h/P1040590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009505113098314866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RYVWW966ZHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/F4jio2ssxTk/s320/P1040590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then this is the first day after the stitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RYVZtd66ZII/AAAAAAAAAEE/3nBaR3dXWj0/s1600-h/P1040596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009508798180254850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RYVZtd66ZII/AAAAAAAAAEE/3nBaR3dXWj0/s320/P1040596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is the today! because i know im taking it out tomorrow, so im keeping the pic as a memory. from today to the other pic, you can see the scar is like negligible. heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RYVaD966ZJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/M4YSTA9As5s/s1600-h/P1040614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009509184727311506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RYVaD966ZJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/M4YSTA9As5s/s320/P1040614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so thats that.&lt;br /&gt;i can see self-obsession here! haha. oops. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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to'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RYVWW966ZHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/F4jio2ssxTk/s72-c/P1040590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026987.post-2904298230930351226</id><published>2006-12-12T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T23:52:07.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>even more pics. busrides. the candid moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7P55frxsI/AAAAAAAAADM/2GBPF2l1FRY/s1600-h/P1040443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007668429275776706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7P55frxsI/AAAAAAAAADM/2GBPF2l1FRY/s320/P1040443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7PMJfrxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/Sy6M8J0-waU/s1600-h/P1040440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007667643296761522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7PMJfrxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/Sy6M8J0-waU/s320/P1040440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7OhJfrxqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Wz3k0mNjzh4/s1600-h/P1040408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007666904562386594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7OhJfrxqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Wz3k0mNjzh4/s320/P1040408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7OC5frxpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/QxMMwmci4As/s1600-h/P1040387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007666384871343762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7OC5frxpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/QxMMwmci4As/s320/P1040387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7NapfrxoI/AAAAAAAAACs/pAG_4UpnpXA/s1600-h/P1040383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007665693381609090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7NapfrxoI/AAAAAAAAACs/pAG_4UpnpXA/s320/P1040383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7M4pfrxnI/AAAAAAAAACk/62XSSnuzjEk/s1600-h/P1040372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007665109266056818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7M4pfrxnI/AAAAAAAAACk/62XSSnuzjEk/s320/P1040372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7MX5frxmI/AAAAAAAAACc/Z0MekxFDACU/s1600-h/P1040354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007664546625341026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7MX5frxmI/AAAAAAAAACc/Z0MekxFDACU/s320/P1040354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7LP5frxlI/AAAAAAAAACU/ywpRXEtmy4o/s1600-h/P1040359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007663309674759762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7LP5frxlI/AAAAAAAAACU/ywpRXEtmy4o/s320/P1040359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7KGpfrxkI/AAAAAAAAACM/s7nYOgkXXeE/s1600-h/P1040362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007662051249342018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7KGpfrxkI/AAAAAAAAACM/s7nYOgkXXeE/s320/P1040362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7Jy5frxjI/AAAAAAAAACE/Tb71ODOIChU/s1600-h/P1040361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007661711946925618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7Jy5frxjI/AAAAAAAAACE/Tb71ODOIChU/s320/P1040361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-2904298230930351226?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/2904298230930351226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=2904298230930351226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/2904298230930351226'/><link 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planeride and immigration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7IHpfrxiI/AAAAAAAAABo/sfCDV5cfNxE/s1600-h/P1040350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007659869405955618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7IHpfrxiI/AAAAAAAAABo/sfCDV5cfNxE/s320/P1040350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7FJpfrxhI/AAAAAAAAABg/uXIaeYEPzh8/s1600-h/P1040347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007656605230810642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7FJpfrxhI/AAAAAAAAABg/uXIaeYEPzh8/s320/P1040347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7E6JfrxgI/AAAAAAAAABY/W_zebpwTFXI/s1600-h/P1040299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007656338942838274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7E6JfrxgI/AAAAAAAAABY/W_zebpwTFXI/s320/P1040299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7EbJfrxfI/AAAAAAAAABQ/7DgViyCXqLE/s1600-h/P1040298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007655806366893554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7EbJfrxfI/AAAAAAAAABQ/7DgViyCXqLE/s320/P1040298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7ELpfrxeI/AAAAAAAAABI/K2b4l1DVMdE/s1600-h/P1040296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007655540078921186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX7ELpfrxeI/AAAAAAAAABI/K2b4l1DVMdE/s320/P1040296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-4594367082668799325?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4594367082668799325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=4594367082668799325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/4594367082668799325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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FINALLY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ok so this is us at the sand dunes. and i hope for once, nat and co. will not say i side the juniors because i posted these pics first ok. i love the jumping one! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX6mKJfrxdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/sVi0Hm3F3B0/s1600-h/P1040560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007622528960284114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX6mKJfrxdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/sVi0Hm3F3B0/s320/P1040560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX6l3pfrxcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3SUXAmF1sAg/s1600-h/P1040563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007622211132704194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX6l3pfrxcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3SUXAmF1sAg/s320/P1040563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX6ljZfrxbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/nC6WPTcs0GY/s1600-h/P1040566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007621863240353202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX6ljZfrxbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/nC6WPTcs0GY/s320/P1040566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX6lP5frxaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cvpIeTnTQ6o/s1600-h/P1040573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007621528232904098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX6lP5frxaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cvpIeTnTQ6o/s320/P1040573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX6k2pfrxZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CdYSTi8AYJc/s1600-h/P1040578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007621094441207186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX6k2pfrxZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CdYSTi8AYJc/s320/P1040578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-4390786084355153922?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/4390786084355153922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=4390786084355153922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/4390786084355153922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/4390786084355153922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2006/12/pics-pics-pics-finally.html' title='PICS PICS PICS! FINALLY!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLxTKRxK8sA/RX6mKJfrxdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/sVi0Hm3F3B0/s72-c/P1040560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026987.post-5668640930824949924</id><published>2006-12-12T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T17:47:38.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STITCHED!</title><content type='html'>i went to mount A yesterday&lt;br /&gt;to a plastic surgeon.&lt;br /&gt;and smart me&lt;br /&gt;thought my parents would only want a check-up&lt;br /&gt;but in the end the first reaction by the doctor was&lt;br /&gt;SHE NEEDS STITCHES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but actually i dont think i was shocked about it.&lt;br /&gt;it's good. so i went in to the place and the doc injected&lt;br /&gt;local anesthetic.&lt;br /&gt;then he did his thing.&lt;br /&gt;obviously while i was wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;pretty cool, felt like the needle going in and out,&lt;br /&gt;and like the pull on the skin,&lt;br /&gt;could feel almost anything but the pain,&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the anesthetic of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of it, i ask how many,&lt;br /&gt;he said 9 on the outside and 6 to 8 on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;until now i never realised that you could stitch the INSIDE.&lt;br /&gt;so yay. learnt something new. ;D&lt;br /&gt;came home and slept so it didnt hurt so much.&lt;br /&gt;and everyone! IM FINE. so dont worry too much.&lt;br /&gt;i just look super 'COOL' now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however there are a few things i cant do:&lt;br /&gt;-laugh&lt;br /&gt;-frown&lt;br /&gt;-sudden movements of the face&lt;br /&gt;-wear specs&lt;br /&gt;-swim&lt;br /&gt;-perspire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that means no trg, no swimming,&lt;br /&gt;no tickling, no making me sad, no jokes. haha&lt;br /&gt;ok the last few i was kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup yup so thats all that's consequential for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt train today. went out with evil again! ;D&lt;br /&gt;it was good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-5668640930824949924?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/5668640930824949924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=5668640930824949924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/5668640930824949924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/5668640930824949924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2006/12/stitched.html' title='STITCHED!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-116576652988671237</id><published>2006-12-10T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T00:02:10.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PERTH TRIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;before i start talking about the perth trip,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i need t say this: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IM HUNGRY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so im finally back after 5 days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and they were one of the best five days of holidaying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;that i had in a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;nothing beats a trip without having to worry about anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;on another note, the pics wont be up till&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;my mum finds the cable so the world will have to wait. sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;day one(5dec)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;we arrived late in aussie pretty late, cuz the flight was delayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so we had to rush down to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;wanneroo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sports complex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;for the first netball clinic. it was mainly general stuff &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;then there was a match against some other team. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the quarters that the seniors played, i think we won?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the juniors did pretty well too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ended at about 7plus and then we headed to uncle billy's,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;a chinese restaurant for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;was starving like anything, so the food seemed pretty good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;after dinner, we headed to goodearth hotel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;had a short briefing, before checking in with my roomies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;jia zhi, huishian and pet. (ours was the only group of 4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;unpacked a little and took a shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;then all of us went to 312, the other seniors room for gathering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;had loads of fun callin the other rooms up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;we slept pretty late. about 2plus aussie time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;day two(6dec)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;morning call at 630. and i've become the unofficial 'waker-upper'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the title's pretty self-explainatory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;headed to the wanneroo courts again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;had the netball clinic again, on defending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;after which we went off to warwick to play the team. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;think we won for all 3 sides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;next was picnic lunch at the park. (dang i forgot the name)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;pineapple rice or smth. then we took some pics and walked around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;next we headed to harbourtown for shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;it had the nike and adidas FOS but i didnt get anything. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;after shopping we had another match at waneroo courts again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;with the state17s? dont think we won though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;they're real good. all pros man. and super fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;dinner was pizza. the seniors polished off 3 boxes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and asked for an extra box for supper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'illegal gathering' again? then ms champion shooed us off to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so slept at 1plus i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;day three(7dec)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;same morning routine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;then netball clinic: attacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;was alright. quite tiring. but at least our mistakes were being pointed out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;drills were similar? sort of i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;then we had intra-squad games. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;lunch was at carousel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;only had a meat pie? but it was really good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;then went shopping. and i finally got some stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;few Ts and a pair of shorts and sunglasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;guess im not really a shopaholic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;well at least i get to keep the change and go out in singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;skipped dinner, cuz we were walking around too much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so much so that we had no time left for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;had instant noodles and instant mac&amp;cheese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;played some team bonding games, but hmmm, it seemed pretty useless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;but we'd still have to give credit to those who planned it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;its not easy to get something fun and 'bondable'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the impromtu bus games were wayy better though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;me and jing werent very sleepy, so we headed to the awake room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;consisting of shona, tat, evil, trini, tessa and some other visitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;talked till late and didnt bother to go back to our own rooms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so we slept there and went back to wake the rest in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;like the waker upper people from 3 rooms were there luh. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;day four(8dec)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the tragic but fun day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;woke early and went back to wake my roomies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;then we headed to breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and had a nearly 3 hour ride to the pinnacles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;slept for the first part cuz i was pretty fatigued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;but among the seniors i was one of the first to wake from my sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;fooled around in the bus abit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;we reached the pinnacles to see the rocks. was alright. took loads of pics!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;then lunch was subway, before yet another long bus ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;to the sand dunes this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sand boarding was cool, albeit the dry sand that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;kept flying into our eyes and being painfully irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;there was a sandboarding competition,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;we lost, only because our board was spoilt halfway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;while waiting, we took cool shots. the jumping one, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and the giant impersonation. aye. my mummy cant find her cable,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so i've to wait longer before i get my pictures uploaded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the bus ride back was memoriable though i didnt get to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the hai dai, became seaweed ah seaweed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;celeste and avis were the ultimate jokers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;everyone was participating: it was cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;even coach came up to play the game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;by the time we reached the bbq place, we were all happy campers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;got off the coach and realised it was pretty cold. BRRR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;went to the toilet, then we had hotdogs and kangaroo stew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i still doubt if it was really a kangaroo, tasted so beef/mutton like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;anw! the highlight of the day is here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i wanted to play boomerang ok!?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;then kah hui hit it on my head. like DANG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;it was like ouch and put my hand on my forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;someone told me i bled and i looked at my hand and yea i was bleeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so i went t the teachers and then they got me plastered up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;evil cried. thanks for being so concerned/traumatised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;dont worry all, im REALLY fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;tks to the person who gave me the candy cane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;though i didnt eat it in the end. (was it steph?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;well i got to keep the boomerang. yay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and kah hui you're forigven. just like be more careful next time pls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;went back t the hotel, then off to the chemist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;he said it was minor, so we didnt go to the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so yea. just bathed and plastered it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;tried to stay up but failed miserably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ended up sleeping in room 315. but at least i woke for a while to play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;before knocking off again. oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the hai dai game was the thing again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;day five(9dec)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the last day. packed up, breakfast, coached to the airport,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;then boarded the plane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;came back. then went to the doc with ms teo, huijie and huiyun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the doc said it wasnt serious, we tissue glued it, and plastered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;alot of plaster on it. and i've t say this again, but IM FINE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so make sure yall all are worry-free. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;anw tks for the company the 2 sisters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;then. i dinnered with them at bk before we headed home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;which suddenly reminds me, i owe huiyun cabfare. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;took a shower, REALLY CAREFULLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yay. then later in the evening, evil the sweetest came over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;after her band concert. such a nice best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;asked her to stay over and she did. so yay again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;was a great night, though i had selfishly 'taken' her from her family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;oops. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;today(10dec)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;my family's back. good and bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i get to see them again after a long time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;bad&lt;/span&gt; they are fussing over the injury.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;oh well shall end here. nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-116576652988671237?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/116576652988671237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=116576652988671237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/116576652988671237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/116576652988671237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2006/12/perth-trip.html' title='PERTH TRIP'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-116498456928111824</id><published>2006-12-01T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T22:49:29.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>right now, there's only one thing to say</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;fuck life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-116498456928111824?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/116498456928111824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=116498456928111824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/116498456928111824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/116498456928111824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2006/12/right-now-theres-only-one-thing-to-say.html' title='right now, there&apos;s only one thing to say'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-116496698478492933</id><published>2006-12-01T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T17:56:25.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>urgh</title><content type='html'>i just realised my blogskin sucks. i wanna change! but then i dunno what to change to. blogskins just doesnt like me much. everytime i go there they whole of internet explorer just closes. that leaves me with just making my own skins eh? SUCKS PLS. im like L-A-Z-Y, lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESCAPEd today. was ok i guess. i had a pretty rude awakening this morning. first by an sms, then my evil's call. then my radio. and if all those didnt wake me up i think i'd still be in bed until lunch. aye. the inverter and cadbury were closed? sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then we went for almost all the other rides. including the haunted house. i dont see how people can come out crying. anw. then we lunched and left at 3plus. jz was sleepy thanks to her clubbing and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh lazy to blog alr. have to pack for the perth trip soon. make sure i have everything if not i've t go buy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-116496698478492933?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/116496698478492933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=116496698478492933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/116496698478492933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/116496698478492933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2006/12/urgh.html' title='urgh'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-116490099279129326</id><published>2006-11-30T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T23:36:32.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;realised i havent blogged in ages.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but nowadays i've been busy/lazy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think both would apply equally.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24&lt;/strong&gt;nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok grad night. aye go read other peoples post.&lt;br /&gt;it was great luh. but what's the point of recounting what everyone else would say.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;25&lt;strong&gt;nov&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junior league. against.. vjc1. we won. cant rmb much luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26&lt;/strong&gt;nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much? oh oh.&lt;br /&gt;lunch with some guests.&lt;br /&gt;it was alright i guess.&lt;br /&gt;boring towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;27&lt;strong&gt;nov&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for this medical checkup thing.&lt;br /&gt;which is part of the application for the syfc.&lt;br /&gt;then i slacked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28&lt;/strong&gt;nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with evil for step up.&lt;br /&gt;then saw the other jrs at plaza sing.&lt;br /&gt;then was the match against bedok renegade.&lt;br /&gt;we won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;29&lt;strong&gt;nov&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i FINALLY went for an outing with the old 2/2 group.&lt;br /&gt;yays. then had t leave early because i had trg. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;started at 4. ended at 6plus?&lt;br /&gt;mum picked me then i went swimming with my bro.&lt;br /&gt;we're aiming to get our bronze.&lt;br /&gt;aye i feel so loser luh. up till now i still dont have&lt;br /&gt;anything to show for my swimming.&lt;br /&gt;(which means im useless at it for now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30&lt;/strong&gt;nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh thats today!&lt;br /&gt;morning breifing. for perth trip which i should not have attended.&lt;br /&gt;waste time.&lt;br /&gt;then lunched. slacked. SWAM AT EVIL'S! pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;but i think i caught a cold. oh well. i still think it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;then met pet and bus-ed down to kallang.&lt;br /&gt;match vs uwc. we won. and aye. i dunno the score. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup so that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;ESCAPE TMR! with the netballers. some of them.&lt;br /&gt;dunno who's going? ;P&lt;br /&gt;ok feeling pretty tired. so G'NIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-116490099279129326?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/116490099279129326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=116490099279129326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/116490099279129326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/116490099279129326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2006/11/realised-i-havent-blogged-in-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-116395688836409537</id><published>2006-11-20T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T01:21:28.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>class party</title><content type='html'>ok. on the 17th novemeber we had our 4/1 class party.&lt;br /&gt;overall i guess you could say it was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;although i'm sorry to the people who didn't really dig the prata.&lt;br /&gt;SORRY TO YOU ALL. and a pity some didnt come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my day started off bright and early (8 or so)&lt;br /&gt;despite the fact that i only slept at 3am the night before.&lt;br /&gt;fatigued. but it was inevitable considering i got 3 consec calls&lt;br /&gt;in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i took a bath and slacked and made a few calls,&lt;br /&gt;played a bit of my 're-fitted' computer,&lt;br /&gt;forgot the time, the rushed out of the house to meet the 4/1-ers&lt;br /&gt;they were late as expected. so i reached back at about 2plus.&lt;br /&gt;oh and i had to guide the smartly lost GANG to my place.&lt;br /&gt;smart LP and eudai and porsi luh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest trickled in eventually. then we played fun stuff like&lt;br /&gt;"broken television" and i cant rmb what. and as expected&lt;br /&gt;the dear gang came up with very AFFECTIONATE sentences to act out.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun. laughed our asses off. WORST GROUP did a forfeit.&lt;br /&gt;didnt get to see what they did because i was helping out with the food.&lt;br /&gt;prata man came. it was good. yum yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolate, cheese, sausage, bahu, pineapple, bananna, onion,&lt;br /&gt;mushroom, and many more. then 2 curries and bryani.&lt;br /&gt;appeals to me but i guess not some others.&lt;br /&gt;to whom i apologise once again. ;/&lt;br /&gt;too bad we cant please everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooh. forgot. mrs selvam came while the WORST group&lt;br /&gt;was doing their forfeit. (bursting balloons on each others lap)&lt;br /&gt;we allowed her to present the best actress prize and worst actress,&lt;br /&gt;etc. chair man. blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she left early, and quietly. almost got slaughtered.&lt;br /&gt;we ate some more then at like 7plus scholars left.&lt;br /&gt;and at the later part of 7 ms ng and mr chan came.&lt;br /&gt;ho ho ho. so we ate with them and chatted. quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;then. mr jiow appeared! haha. ok he lives nearby so yea.&lt;br /&gt;invited him in for awhile too. at about 8 plus the teachers left.&lt;br /&gt;then they all slowly left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and they FORCED me t do smth..&lt;br /&gt;but nvm shall not mention it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the party, woah SO TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;ok. im like getting a headache. rar.&lt;br /&gt;i think its because notre-dame was pretty lousy.&lt;br /&gt;music was so loud it deafens.&lt;br /&gt;and the seats. urgh. uncomfortable like anything.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to fall asleep in the boring musical,&lt;br /&gt;but it was so uncomfortable i couldnt sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that wanted to go to the botak jones place&lt;br /&gt;which was featured in the papers but the waiting time&lt;br /&gt;was like 1 HOUR PLUS! so in the end my family went&lt;br /&gt;to sengkang. saw ms tiru! surprising. BK-ed then&lt;br /&gt;went home. after which we dvd-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and on sat. we went t watch casino royale.&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty good. the bond was well pretty bond-like.&lt;br /&gt;haha. oooh and quite a few twists. i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats about it for an unusually eventful weekend.&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-116395688836409537?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/116395688836409537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=116395688836409537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/116395688836409537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/116395688836409537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2006/11/class-party.html' title='class party'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-116378831283357932</id><published>2006-11-18T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T02:31:53.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no mood to blog. blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class party! yay.&lt;br /&gt;not that i dont wanna talk about it&lt;br /&gt;but im really tired now.&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-116378831283357932?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/116378831283357932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=116378831283357932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/116378831283357932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/116378831283357932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2006/11/no-mood-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-116373263663706351</id><published>2006-11-17T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T11:03:56.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS OVER!</title><content type='html'>yay. after i dunno how many months ok.&lt;br /&gt;still cant really believe the Os have really ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that means a few things!&lt;br /&gt;1) GO OUT!&lt;br /&gt;2) GO OUT!&lt;br /&gt;3) GO OUT!&lt;br /&gt;aye... and sadly&lt;br /&gt;4) trg...&lt;br /&gt;but the only good part will be that i get t train with all the netballers again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;list of things to do&lt;br /&gt;1) go vivo! cuz im sadly deprived and havent been there before.&lt;br /&gt;2) go t the beach? for CYCLING/ROLLERBLADING&lt;br /&gt;3)go swimming/ice skating!&lt;br /&gt;4) ahh. i've t get something for grad night.&lt;br /&gt;5)... havent decided.. install comp games and play!&lt;br /&gt;6)... ooooh GOO AUST!&lt;br /&gt;7) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. im bored. class party in less than 3 hours. ;D&lt;br /&gt;cant wait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-116373263663706351?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/116373263663706351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=116373263663706351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/116373263663706351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/116373263663706351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-over.html' title='ITS OVER!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-116239215490918105</id><published>2006-11-01T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T22:42:34.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MICH HAS FIXED HER SOUNDCARD :DDD&lt;br /&gt;YEY!&lt;br /&gt;BUT SHE IS A PUNGSAI NEH NEH HEAD WHO REFUSES T PLUG THE COMPUTER IN, HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO CLEVER RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;WAIT. TELL ME, WHAT IS THE POINT RIGHT ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE SAYS, SO I CAN STUDY LA. DUH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-116239215490918105?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/116239215490918105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=116239215490918105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/116239215490918105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/116239215490918105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2006/11/mich-has-fixed-her-soundcard-ddd-yey.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7026987.post-116194951829660603</id><published>2006-10-27T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T22:49:26.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, Sup :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa-oh, I guess it took me pretty long t get down t posting this, HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I get to bombard this space! Hokay so, I'm supposed t announce that Michelle Teo sweetly sacrificed her dearest screen for her brother, whose thingy got screwed. Therefore, she cannot post till, I don't know when! She didn't mention this part, haha. Anyway she will not be posting either because of the AHHH, yeah O levels charging in her direction. Hard life for a month, Ouch. Lucks to her :D But she'll do great, I can tell. I gotta brag, she's got so many brain cells! Aced the prelims like anything! My favourite number points wokay! Everyone can get jealous of how smart she is. This I only speak the truth. Mich may tell lies, but I don't. I spill the hardcore facts :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The life of this page is gon fade for sometime so go ahead and not forget t miss her :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Evlin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026987-116194951829660603?l=mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/feeds/116194951829660603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026987&amp;postID=116194951829660603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/116194951829660603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026987/posts/default/116194951829660603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysticalperceptions.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey-sup-d-whoa-oh-i-guess-it-took-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434541234472986213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
