<?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-13944970</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:32:14.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surrealism</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112910347215065849</id><published>2005-10-12T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T15:51:54.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you won't see me till the 22nd of NOVEMBER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;miss me peeps! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;till then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AU REVOIR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112910347215065849?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112910347215065849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112910347215065849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112910347215065849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112910347215065849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/10/you-wont-see-me-till-22nd-of-november.html' title=''/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112891048679153858</id><published>2005-10-10T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T10:18:17.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ahhh. i'm back in action! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;was either busy mugging or sleeping. ~_~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;korean shows are addictive. my conclusion. and i have concrete proof. stairway to heaven is one of them. sappy. touching. ahhhh. and the worst of all, ADDICTIVE. watching it is like. so sad so LAME. but i don't why it just kept me going on, watching. that's pretty dumb i know. but what to do? i've watch 20 discs in 2 days. 12 discs on the first day. wells, and it tantamounts to 20+ hours. hahaha. i suppose to mugging, yes i know. i will! in due time. and due time is today.. korean shows are reserved for after o levels. i've got like many many things planned for post o levels activties. hahahhaa. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;really can't wait for o level's to end. i wanna end my suffering. =/ hahahah but studying's an enjoyment. if you know how to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-the pot of gold after a very long rainbow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well it actually meant about my final lap. and yeah. i'm studying real hard nowwwwww. and i'll receive gr8 rewards. i know i will! and that's my pot of gold. hahahha. hope i'll meet up to my expectations. we reap what we sow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;church yesterday. it was really good. =) somehow, the sermon had a gr8 impact on me. i actually paid close attention to what he's saying. i used to have the heck care attitude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;you will never experience light until you've experienced darkness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;darkness refers to? in a real life example, i will just treat it as bad results for prelims. it's pretty depressing tho, but i've gota move on! i can't possible brood over it. and that's so not me. hahahahha i won't yes i won't! god is trying to reach out to me, somehow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i've got to go. STUDY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;au revoir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;till then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112891048679153858?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112891048679153858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112891048679153858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112891048679153858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112891048679153858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/10/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112805330241070075</id><published>2005-09-30T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T12:08:22.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like what Allan said, i've decided to do some advanced planning. and he seems surprised. ~_~ [i can be hardworking, you know!!!!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;monday -humanities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tuesday -a maths&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wednesday -phy/chem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thursday -e maths&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;friday -english&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saturday -biology&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sunday -REST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm. aint this schedule &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt;? [cos' i'm the planner!] i hope i'll be able to keep to it. i've not been able to keep to timetables for like. close to 10 years already. i shall break record! hehhhh. =) it's o's o's o's. final lap. i'm gonna mug like hell. YES. as what ms lim hweekoon said, "i want to be nerd!" i must piahhhhhhh already. i shan't wait till 'TIME OUT!' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seriously, i can't wait for sundays. of cos' i must study for the 6 days. hahaha. INTENSE MUGGING. hmmmm. i hope it pays off tho'. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the recent rumours on prelim results are scaring me off. YES. my heart's &lt;em&gt;weak&lt;/em&gt;, don't scare me anymore please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm not afraid. yes. i won't be. cos' i trust in him. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;au revoir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112805330241070075?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112805330241070075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112805330241070075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112805330241070075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112805330241070075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/like-what-allan-said-ive-decided-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112797349484460631</id><published>2005-09-29T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T14:05:22.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've decided.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TO ROT AT HOME TODAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my legs are aching nowwwww. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yesterday was really fun. out with Ana and Shiping. we made an extra friend too! that vuruganesh. whatever his name is. Shiping's sister's best friend's brother. the world is small isn't it. that's like so cool. and i've met him before @ moriah bp. hahha. nowonder he seems kinda familiar. well, i can't tell the difference between many indians. i'm not the only one. to me, all indian look alike. uncanny. hahahahaha. that's like so dumb dumb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CORPSE BRIDE don't seem to be coming my way. =/ i'm broke nowwwww. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;probably next week or next next. BUMMER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112797349484460631?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112797349484460631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112797349484460631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112797349484460631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112797349484460631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/ive-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112787228067936626</id><published>2005-09-28T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T09:53:24.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CORPSE BRIDE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;EXAMS ARE OVER. for now. -i mean prelims. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a week's rest for me! yay!! after days of mugging, i hope it pays off. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i wanna chillllll. vodka anyone? hahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh ya, CORPSE BRIDE tomorrow! finally. i've waited for so long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4253/1246/1600/details_corpsebride.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="167" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4253/1246/320/details_corpsebride.jpg" width="850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112787228067936626?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112787228067936626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112787228067936626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112787228067936626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112787228067936626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/corpse-bride.html' title='CORPSE BRIDE.'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112780895009107062</id><published>2005-09-27T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T16:22:09.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;having something is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; possessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;they are two &lt;em&gt;different &lt;/em&gt;things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;some people just want to control another person. it makes them feel good. although it's good to be controlled sometimes, but there are times that we want to be free. like, having personal space. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, we are actually possessive by nature. but i feel that being &lt;strong&gt;over-possessive&lt;/strong&gt; is because of insecurity and lack of trust. it's just something that can be controlled to a large extent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;life isn't a bitch &lt;em&gt;anymore,&lt;/em&gt; for me&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; it's actually how you handle it. we should think positively. well, i was foolish in the past and i've learnt! but it's like, actions must be done too. it's the same theory as "policies without enforcements". without actions, it's just &lt;em&gt;empty talk&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112780895009107062?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112780895009107062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112780895009107062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112780895009107062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112780895009107062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/having-something-is-not-possessing.html' title=''/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112771424147926340</id><published>2005-09-26T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T13:57:21.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;two papers today. my last this wednesday. hehhh. that calls for a celebration yahh?=D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but next week's definetely won't call for a celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;RESULTS. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well. i've got this week to rest. let me think positively okay! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ohwels, p1 was so-so. but still &lt;em&gt;do-able&lt;/em&gt;. a maths p2 was &lt;em&gt;do-able&lt;/em&gt; too. only that i just couldn't solve some questions which is &lt;em&gt;so so so so so&lt;/em&gt; frustrating! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this verse keep coming to me for the whole day. since yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;PROVERBS 3: 5-6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Trust in the lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding, in all your ways, aknowledge him and he will make your paths straight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;especially during a maths p2. it kept coming to me and i knew it was something that &lt;em&gt;GOD &lt;/em&gt;wanted to say to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i live for you alone. i trust you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was a pretty good day today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112771424147926340?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112771424147926340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112771424147926340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112771424147926340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112771424147926340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/two-papers-today.html' title=''/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112771326985342961</id><published>2005-09-26T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T13:48:24.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my WONDERWALL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today is gonna be the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That they're gonna throw it back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;By now you should've somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Realized what you gotta do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't believe that anybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Feels the way I do about you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Backbeat the word was on the street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That the fire in your heart is out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm sure you've heard it all before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But you never really had a doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't believe that anybody feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The way I do about you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And all the roads we have to walk along are winding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And all the lights that lead us there are blinding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There are many things that I would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Like to say to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Because maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're gonna be the one who saves me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And after all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're my wonderwall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today was gonna be the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But they'll never throw it back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;By now you should've somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Realized what you're not to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't believe that anybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Feels the way I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;About you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And all the roads that lead to you were winding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And all the lights that light the way are blinding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There are many things that I would like to say to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I said maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're gonna be the one who saves me?&lt;br /&gt;And after all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're my wonderwall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I said maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're gonna be the one who saves me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And after all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're my wonderwall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Said maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112771326985342961?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112771326985342961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112771326985342961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112771326985342961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112771326985342961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-wonderwall.html' title='my WONDERWALL.'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112763617855047172</id><published>2005-09-25T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T16:23:44.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get a grip dudeeeee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;some people just can't get a grip. grr. they think they can &lt;em&gt;run away&lt;/em&gt; from reality. and HELLO, it's reality. i know reality hurts and there's no point running away from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;avoiding something won't do you any good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we, humans should actually face it. what good will it do to us if we tried to run away? as in, it wouldn't solve the problem, would it? it's like crying over spilled milk. it would actually make things worst and make you emotionally unstable. and i really hate to do things like that. as in, get a grip eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;call me &lt;em&gt;emo-less.&lt;/em&gt; whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;during the past few months, i've learnt alot. really alot. like. how to handle things, that hurts you alot. i know suppressing your feelings won't do you any good. sometimes after letting out a good cry, i feel much better. but..it makes me feel silly-ier sometimes. i don't know why i feel that too, cos' i feel like, i'm crying for something not worth my tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;being too emotional won't bring you anywhere. i used to be quite emotional tho', but after all the setbacks i've faced.. it made me stronger, really stronger. sometimes, you just need to have some self reflection. and we usually regret doing somethings like crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well. we have to let go sometimes. it hurts, yes. but it's better than dragging it and making your heart feel worst over and over again. reminding you of memories will make you feel sad again, and you get all emotional again? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's just so &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;stop living in deception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i've lived in deception, but i managed to pull my self out of it. a bitter feeling, but an oh-so-sweet feeling after that. so why not just pull yourself out of it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Learn from other people's MISTAKES. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(i hope i've got the saying right!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;just get on with life. i mean you ain't that weak right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and and and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i hate guys who just don't get a gripppppp. don't treat this as an insult please. they think we are insulting them when we're giving them advice. &lt;em&gt;BIG EGOS.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*whatever i say are subjective. i'm just expressing my thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112763617855047172?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112763617855047172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112763617855047172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112763617855047172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112763617855047172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/get-grip-dudeeeee.html' title='get a grip dudeeeee.'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112762874284855357</id><published>2005-09-25T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T16:26:02.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;have to do lots of MCQS today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TYS. is my favourite book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my companion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well. BOOKS ARE MY BOYFRIENDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;boringgggg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WHAT TO DO? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my written paper didn't do really that well. hope i can get at least a B? with the help of P1 tml!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;otherwise it would defeat the purpose of &lt;em&gt;dropping&lt;/em&gt; to combine science.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BLESS ME EARTHLINGS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;au revoir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112762874284855357?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112762874284855357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112762874284855357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112762874284855357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112762874284855357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/have-to-do-lots-of-mcqs-today.html' title=''/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112738175432945419</id><published>2005-09-22T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T17:35:54.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was fantastic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OLD MRS WONG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you're so cunningggggggg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwels. history. it was pretty okay. just that i'm not very sure about the 13 mark question. 13 MARK QUESTION you know??? but thank god, at least i studied part of Russia the day before. hehs. almost everyone in my class either studied japan, fall of communism or both la. when we peep at the questions cos' they allow us to flip to check, we were all like T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WTHHHHHH. &lt;a href="mailto:!$&amp;@^&amp;amp;%^&amp;$"&gt;!$&amp;amp;@^&amp;%^&amp;amp;$&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope it didn't kill me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to make matters worst.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A MATHS WAS SO DIFFICULT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wthhhhhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our response were still the same &lt;a href="mailto:!#!$#^@$&amp;@%"&gt;!#!$#^@$&amp;amp;@%&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;grrrr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GOD, i really pray that biology would go smoothly for me. PLEASEEEE. as well as the 3 papers next week. it's gonna kill me. my prelims. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how depressing can one get?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112738175432945419?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112738175432945419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112738175432945419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112738175432945419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112738175432945419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/it-was-fantastic.html' title=''/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112729146918217755</id><published>2005-09-21T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T16:31:11.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahhh. why did history even come about? i'm like &lt;em&gt;munching&lt;/em&gt; my textbook now. hahhh. -adj used by jean. wahhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and wtf with all the glasnost, gorbachev fucking policies? and i seriously seriously &lt;em&gt;hate&lt;/em&gt; CHINA'S HISTORY. what's with maozedong and his shitty political peeps. and there's like 10 chapters to study. i'm playing &lt;em&gt;probability&lt;/em&gt; now, trying my luck. hope the ones i studied will come out tomorrow. the chances aint high. but time's running out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELP!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sorry for profanities. i'm &lt;em&gt;uber &lt;/em&gt;tired, really. it's gonna make me pukeeeeeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a maths and history tomorrow. OH BUMMERRRR. humanities and maths is the worst combination ever. grrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112729146918217755?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112729146918217755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112729146918217755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112729146918217755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112729146918217755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112720537712570694</id><published>2005-09-20T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T16:38:52.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;physics wasn't that &lt;em&gt;horrible &lt;/em&gt;as i thought it would be. it was rumoured to be &lt;em&gt;uber &lt;/em&gt;difficult. ohwels, it was okay. and i made a few mistakes. grr. hahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm really fine now. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i shan't brood on it, since it's over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm starting anew! hehs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112720537712570694?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112720537712570694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112720537712570694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112720537712570694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112720537712570694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/physics-wasnt-that-horrible-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112720391507902145</id><published>2005-09-20T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T16:13:57.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks for those who were there for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i was so emotionally unstable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to hear me &lt;em&gt;rant&lt;/em&gt;. yeah, literally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i finally got everything out what i really was frustrated with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love you guys. =) you peeps are so precious to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112720391507902145?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112720391507902145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112720391507902145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112720391507902145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112720391507902145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/thanks-for-those-who-were-there-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112711524347373362</id><published>2005-09-19T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T15:34:57.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything's gonna be all right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;really all right. =]]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i live in the future, &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;in the past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it hurts, but i'm getting over it. day by day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112711524347373362?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112711524347373362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112711524347373362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112711524347373362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112711524347373362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/everythings-gonna-be-all-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112674855731886283</id><published>2005-09-15T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T12:06:28.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;changed my blogskin! HIP HIP HOORAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwels, i asked &lt;em&gt;hweekoon&lt;/em&gt; for comments and she wanted me to put up her picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so here it comes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;plus me! hehs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;taken on teacher's day @ swensens. yehh celebrating with mdm norhani. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nor.zorpia.com/0/897/5744341.4f1c10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here's another. hahhs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nor.zorpia.com/0/897/5744381.93df57.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what's wrong with my mouth? ahhh, must be my braces. hahh. i look like constipating. we supposed to act cool, and obviously it failed heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were taking turns to try &lt;em&gt;keefe's&lt;/em&gt; SGD500 shades. it's freaking ex and &lt;em&gt;cool&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here's the group photo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nor.zorpia.com/0/897/5745904.ae1420.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i look weird again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;CONCLUSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: i'm NOT photogenic! &amp;amp; photos are deceiving! hahs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, looking good in photos ain't my forte. hahhs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112674855731886283?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112674855731886283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112674855731886283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112674855731886283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112674855731886283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/changed-my-blogskin-hip-hip-hooray.html' title=''/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112668974136337697</id><published>2005-09-14T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T17:27:39.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes i just don't understand.. why do people go for the impossible? or rather.. something that's &lt;em&gt;close&lt;/em&gt; to impossible.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it really puzzles me greatly. as in, there are your friends and chasing something so unrealistic, as in something that is &lt;em&gt;close&lt;/em&gt; to impossible. i really want to tell them how i feel, but somehow something just pulls me back. it's like, i don't want to hurt them. i don't want to give them the impression that i don't really agree with them.. and there's another part of me where i'm sometimes wonder why can't i be straight forward. yah, i'm a direct person, but it usually used on people whom i'm really irritated with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;secondly, i'm afraid of the scary temprements that they have. grr, who knows when they might roar at me. hehhs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it really confuses me. grr. i don't know what to do. to tell or not to tell..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will it help even when i tell them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112668974136337697?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112668974136337697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112668974136337697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112668974136337697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112668974136337697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/sometimes-i-just-dont-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112667103410376073</id><published>2005-09-14T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T17:30:53.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pluck your eyeballs out. =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;grr. phy and chem pract was kinda screwed up. i poured potassium dichromate all over the table. really pity the one who's sitting on my bench in the next shift. whahahaha. wondering if the person had fun touching the cloth heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;biology was all right, except for the theory part. hehs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways, they're all over! no use fretting! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yay! no sch till monday. hahs. it's not a hols for me tho.heh, MUGGGGG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rachelle's mad today! she's been doing weird actions which only &lt;em&gt;hers truly&lt;/em&gt; can understand. hahahaha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe becos' she hasn't been sleeping well. haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hate the eyes that bitches give. especially when you did nothing. that intimidating stare. i wanna pluck their eyeballs out. wahhahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bitches don't rule the world. yes, they don't. I RULE, duh?!?! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112667103410376073?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112667103410376073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112667103410376073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112667103410376073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112667103410376073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/pluck-your-eyeballs-out-p.html' title='Pluck your eyeballs out. =P'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112606338843961902</id><published>2005-09-07T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T11:23:08.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;words can't express how i feel now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112606338843961902?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112606338843961902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112606338843961902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112606338843961902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112606338843961902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/words-cant-express-how-i-feel-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112606182305713896</id><published>2005-09-07T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T11:00:43.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;WHEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was great seeing all my juniors again. bbq! haha..especially the ones whom i've trained with for the past 1 year. =) a pleasure heh. esp vivienyeo &amp; jinlian. still as fun as ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's actually more fun bbqing than eating! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes, i really wish to turn back time. remembered myself&lt;em&gt; hating&lt;/em&gt; this school when i came in. cos'... i had to wear that &lt;em&gt;ugly&lt;/em&gt; polka dots uniform for the next 4 years, and it would be wearing that for 10 years? hehh. BUT i'm starting to love school now ever since i entered la, coming to school &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; every single day.(not counting the times i've pon). hehh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;few more days to prelims. and then it would be graduation ceremony. and then it would be the O's. and then i'll say SAYONARA to this polka dotty school. i can't bear to leave, not the school(duh!) but the friends i made there. esp 4A &amp;amp; vb pals. &lt;3333&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm sure i'll miss all of you. yes! (: miss me too heh! =D&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/13944970-112606182305713896?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112606182305713896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112606182305713896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112606182305713896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112606182305713896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/wheeeeit-was-great-seeing-all-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112588466011311471</id><published>2005-09-04T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T11:32:32.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;today was a great day! only for relaxing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, the weather was too &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;irresistable,&lt;/em&gt; and obviously i could not resist it. there was a downpour in the late afternoon. and instead of STUDYING, i SLEPT. =( that's like so horrible of me, prelims are approaching and why am i leaving my unfinished work undone, throwing it aside heh? that's so VERY &lt;em&gt;irresponsible of&lt;/em&gt; me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm not saying that it's a crime to sleep. but, i slept far too long. three and a half hours. ahhh~ my time. stop ticking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;too many things yet so lil time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i felt so bad, really. i mean i don't seem to get my piorites right. there don't seem to be any goal, and so &lt;em&gt;why am i taking O's&lt;/em&gt;? isn't it suppose to be the one which guide you where you wanna go? the motivation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but at least i could console myself. i did work on saturday. yeahh at airport. haha. wasn't so &lt;em&gt;conducive&lt;/em&gt; cos' the food was obviously so tempting. hahh. thinking of that, i did quite alot. anddd i'm so much more productive when i'm outside. hahhaa. not productive literally. -referring to work DUH?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had bible study last week and this phrase keep coming to my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You reap what you sow."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know it's true but i just hope that it's not true for me. yes, i did my work. but it's just not satisfying, abit too lil cos' i think i should do my fair share and let god do the rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe i'm just running away from reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112588466011311471?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112588466011311471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112588466011311471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112588466011311471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112588466011311471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/today-was-great-day-only-for-relaxing.html' title=''/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112553866991338541</id><published>2005-09-01T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T09:58:22.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't let MS hurt others.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;MOODSWINGS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's especially tough experiencing someone else's moodswings. it's EVEN WORST when you have to tolerate with that &lt;s&gt;mood-ly&lt;/s&gt; unstable person. that person justs flares up so easily. and personally, i'm sick of experiencing such, from other people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HEY, it's your own &lt;s&gt;blardy&lt;/s&gt; problem. you have to take control of it. i don't owe you anything to be &lt;em&gt;affected&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; MOODSWINGS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;freaking pissed.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know these are inevitable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but, why let moodswings &lt;em&gt;control&lt;/em&gt; you? you &lt;em&gt;should &lt;/em&gt;be the one&lt;em&gt; controlling&lt;/em&gt; IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND why let someone else be hurt by &lt;em&gt;your &lt;/em&gt;own MOODSWINGS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't you know it can be irritating? do you even know how one feels when you just throw your temper around? how about someone having moodswings venting your anger on you? heh. bet &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; can't take it too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DO UNTO OTHERS WHAT YOU WANT OTHER TO DO UNTO YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you think the whole world owes you, so be it. i don't, seriously. know what? i seriously detest such &lt;em&gt;petty &lt;/em&gt;people around. does it make you feel good when you affect someone else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you really love the people around you, don't hurt them. control your emotions. having moodswings won't bring you far. just far enough to make people detest you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by the way, i care about how people treat me. it's very hurting if someone just vent &lt;em&gt;their &lt;/em&gt;anger on you without you even knowing the reason. fuck. i don't deserve it, yes i don't. if i do, i would gladly accept it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't deny that i don't experience mood swings. at least, it isn't too extreme. at least i can control it! just as i don't want others to do it to me, i don't do it to others. isn't that fair enough? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;TAKE CONTROL OF YOUR OWN LIFE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;moodswings are just external factors trying to&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;control &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112553866991338541?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112553866991338541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112553866991338541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112553866991338541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112553866991338541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/09/dont-let-ms-hurt-others.html' title='Don&apos;t let MS hurt others.'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112548116152297799</id><published>2005-08-31T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T17:40:45.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bore. boRE. BORE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think ACES day is such a dumb thing. it's the HEALTH and FITNESS week. well, so happen falls on teachers' day. the school just make use of this day to do such boring stuffs? no one actually runs, or rather, everyone WALKS. so what's the point of implementing such thing? i &lt;em&gt;don't &lt;/em&gt;STRONGLY OBJECT to it, just find it unpractical? well. it's not the school's decision la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's MOE, i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;teachers' day concert was so-so? a guy tried to show off his ass. maybe he thought it was sexy. but OH PLEASE. get a life dude. haha..the number of people jeering at him is obviously more than the people cheering for him la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh ya there's this quote or song, something like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE BIG BUTTS WHICH CANNOT LIE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the class party wasn't much better too? suppose to have games i think. poor jean, planned it all. BUT everyone was more interested in the aluminium tray, filled with &lt;em&gt;junk food &lt;s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;to the brim. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SARANG HAE. just learnt this from Rachel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;want to know the meaning? find it out by yourself! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112548116152297799?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112548116152297799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112548116152297799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112548116152297799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112548116152297799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/bore-bore-bore.html' title='bore. boRE. BORE.'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112505440984399806</id><published>2005-08-26T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T11:28:13.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;my weakness is that i care too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes, TOO MUCH. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that broken smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only memories left behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the evanescent image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112505440984399806?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112505440984399806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112505440984399806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112505440984399806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112505440984399806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-weakness-is-that-i-care-too-muchyes.html' title=''/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112504674207238266</id><published>2005-08-26T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T16:59:02.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes, it really amazes me how much love can change someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the romantic things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the sweetnothings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the cliche gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;imagine such a beautiful scene. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how wonderful heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;someday, somewhere, someone.. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cuiwen's so humourous! she wrote this "WHO WILL GET MARRIED FIRST" and "WHO WILL HAVE KIDS FIRST" -among the few of them la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can't believe they did that! haha.. it's so so so funny man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but nobody knows what would happen to you in the future. ahha whether you would get married or bear children yah? you can't fortell the future. life's unpredictable. HEY. if you could, let me know. i wanna know you. i wanna know my future. MAGICAL POWERS eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really wanna know my fate. mayb it's a SIN? haiz. i don't know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hate to reminsce the past. (&lt;s&gt;cross out the happy events!&lt;/s&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112504674207238266?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112504674207238266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112504674207238266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112504674207238266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112504674207238266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/power-of-love.html' title='The power of LOVE'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112496425549811029</id><published>2005-08-25T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T18:04:15.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Indulgence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Obsession.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all desires in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WILL come to an end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HARRY KOK &amp; G SPOTS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ROTFLMAO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112496425549811029?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112496425549811029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112496425549811029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112496425549811029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112496425549811029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/indulgence.html' title=''/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112495877017484830</id><published>2005-08-25T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T16:35:20.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if commiting suicide would solve problems, why are they still so many people in the world? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes go on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there would be fresher air to breathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;others would be benefit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the LESS the MERRIER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;there's no UTOPIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;treasure your life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;appreciate it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112495877017484830?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112495877017484830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112495877017484830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112495877017484830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112495877017484830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/if-commiting-suicide-would-solve.html' title=''/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112486767506916647</id><published>2005-08-24T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T15:14:35.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 &lt;s&gt;SNEAKERS&lt;/s&gt; FOR RACHEL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she wanted 3 snickers yah? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;paper-ball's day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112486767506916647?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112486767506916647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112486767506916647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112486767506916647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112486767506916647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/3-sneakers-for-rachelshe-wanted-3.html' title=''/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112469650884656175</id><published>2005-08-22T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T15:46:11.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just need a...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;A BREAK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when people say "Live life to the fullest"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what does it exactly mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Different perceptions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Different fates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In my world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My isolated world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All independent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is life suppose to be like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All i want is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SURREALISM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can anyone give me that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeling really negative now. Enough ranting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112469650884656175?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112469650884656175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112469650884656175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112469650884656175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112469650884656175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-just-need.html' title='I just need a...'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112443455526710406</id><published>2005-08-19T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T15:46:26.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgency.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;a sense of urgency suddenly overwelmed me. my heart feels weird, really. i'm like getting so gan chiong about O's. just feel really unprepared. the feeling's just not right. i know i should have felt it long ago, but i really hope it's not too late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STUDY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STUDY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STUDY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;better get off to study yah? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112443455526710406?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112443455526710406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112443455526710406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112443455526710406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112443455526710406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/urgency.html' title='Urgency.'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112443385751182773</id><published>2005-08-19T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T14:49:29.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing's impossible.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;been watching PROJECT SUPERSTAR for the last few weeks. or rather for the past few months. yesterday's was so shocking. CHEN WEI LIAN WON intead of HONG JUNYANG. everyone expected junyang to win? cos' he sings quite well also. oh ya the girls was abit shocking too but expected la? XINHUI and KELLY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i preferred JUNYANG and KELLY, or rather expect both of them to win la. kelly got in but junyang didn't. well. nothing was impossible when WILLIAM got out. he sang well, a gr8 voice. too bad. then was WEICHONG. damn it la. he's goodddd!!! good looks, good voice! haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to school today and we talked about the RESULTS. ahh. abit wasted la? he's talented man! okay, i'm not saying that WEILIAN isn't a gr8 talent, but i felt that junyang sang better yah? they have their strong points, but i admire junyang more. haha not admire until the FANCLUB that type la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wasn't too shocked when kelly won. many said that our fellow singaporeans would vote for the kelly, cos' xinhui's from m'sia. it's no diff for me la, but yah xinhui sang better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hey! at least kelly's pretty! how about chen weilian? if his voice is nicer, it's like.. okay it's fair. HEY! but junyang's better than him in both areas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~_~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this shows how unpredictable life can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the best may even be out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;NOTHING'S IMPOSSIBLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112443385751182773?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112443385751182773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112443385751182773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112443385751182773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112443385751182773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/nothings-impossible.html' title='Nothing&apos;s impossible.'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112426543700251072</id><published>2005-08-17T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T14:35:31.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vulnerable.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes, people say &lt;em&gt;yucky&lt;/em&gt; things unknowingly that hurt. And the feeling sucks okay? I was abit pissed. As usual, I cooled down quickly. It's been a long time since I've actually really angry. Was it because i'm &lt;em&gt;stressed&lt;/em&gt; recently? or what? or is it cos the comment was really &lt;em&gt;offensive&lt;/em&gt;? PROBABILITY. Nevermind, i'm benevolent. I FORGIVE. =X &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friendships are vulnerable, ain't they? They are valued greatly, yes by me. I know it sounds cliche la, but it's true okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks to those dudes and dudettes in my life. i really love you all to bits. &lt;3333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there are many times that i get pissed off with you all. i'm sorry, okay? cos' i have my limitations too. i have EMOTIONS too okay? you people really make friendships worth it. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT some friendships ain't worth it at all. Really. Hey, but i'm glad i've haven't encountered such friendship la? haha.. "hu xiang li yong", is that what THOSE PEOPLE called as friendship? seriously, i hate such people. heartless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh ya, i'm not heartless okay? although i don't show it at times, or rather every time, but I DO HAVE EMOTIONS OKAY? but not that over-emotioned. i may seem happy all the time, but there's another me -which i don't wanna reveal. hahaha. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;oh ya, it's not split personality PLEASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;split personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's a disease..i didn't know until my sister so called 'educated' me about it la. cos' i was going around the house telling her that i've got a split personality(cos' i didn't know anything about it) besides knowing that split personality is having 2 personalities la. and she was like~_~. it's a disease, my dear! hahaha. felt like a dumbo you know! but at least i know it now. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes, having a sister is fun too la, i mean an older sis. eg helping you in your work. chatting with you. blah blahhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ehh! but everything have it's pros and cons okay. was really pissed when she scolded me over the slightest things? oh ya, like using her com. and when i had questions to ask her, and she claimed that i was disturbing her. yelling and shouting. AHH. nightmare man. that's how scary when you have an older sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but.. it's wonderful too! hahaha.. with someone having to buy you yummy snacks. =) that's e main point i'm driving at, btw. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh ya, back to EMOTIONS. okay la, i know myself. haha. sometimes i wish i didn't know, ehh but sometimes i'm glad i know. =X contradictions. LIFE IS FULL OF CONTRADICTIONS eh? i feel that some things should be left unsaid..and i'm bad with words okay? i don't write well nor express myself well. i don't know la. i just LOVE hiding my feelings. esp when i'm sad. i really don't wanna people to see me sad. cos' it's damn freaking ugly? fugly la. only you can make or stop yourself from crying. uhuh. but yah, deep inside i'm crying. just that my heart doesn't produce any tears can?!? haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, crying's fun? haha.. seen some girls who cry over the slightest thing. it's like..ooh.. GO AND DIE LAH. haha no offence to crybabies okay? =X oh ya i was once. but note it's ONCE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remind me of those people who don't appreciate their life. who don't treasure their life. i'm darn irritating when i hear about such experiences -cutting yourself eh? no offence please. =) it's like. get a life dude or dudette.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stop making a mountain out of a molehill la. i know you might say i'm HEARTLESS or what la. but yeah, everyone's heartless. don't you agree? somethings just ain't worth getting sad over. i know that sadness is inevitable, but yah &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;EMBRACE YOURSELF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. show people that you are one who can rely on yourself, rather than being that crybaby always hoping that everything will go well smoothly for you; be it relationships or friendships. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, in life you'll definitely encounter difficulties. so just face it and STOP WHINNING. think you're the only one who have a FUCKED UP LIFE? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I DO TOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but whinning over such a blardy fucking life will do any good? will it change the fact?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;actions are louder than words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ACTIONS ACTIONS ACTIONS??!!??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so get a life -to those WHINNERS. life isn't complete whinning. it's enjoying it to the fullest. oh ya people, i don't know your definition, but that's mine. so shut up if you have anything against my statements. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shall end here. it's long heh. i mean compared to my other entries la. all these suddenly flow thru my mind. ahhhh. inspiration, keep it for tml's compo! haha..must keep down on my LAS and LORS. oops i mean singlish yah? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GET A LIFE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'm not emotionless!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112426543700251072?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112426543700251072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112426543700251072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112426543700251072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112426543700251072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/vulnerable.html' title='Vulnerable.'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112375022289130163</id><published>2005-08-11T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T18:44:17.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesdays with Morrie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Superb. There's this after effect -The glow. It touches me totally. The way how Morrie actually faced life positively, even after he realises that his days are numbered. The way he puts in effort and tries to find back his old student. Fortunately, he managed to contact many of them sucessfully. Isn't that great? Being far apart from your student and meeting your student. Seeing him/her committed to a family touches you(someone whom you've taught before), doesn't it? The many years of education hasn't come to a waste? Many of them had even forgotten their Alma Mater, eg Mitch. It had been 16 years already. People are easily seperated, isn't it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do treasure those around you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thinking about that, I've met many of my primary school friends again! YAY! it's being like.. so long since i've met them yah? didn't have much to say to them tho, as in face to face. abit awkward la.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112375022289130163?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112375022289130163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112375022289130163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112375022289130163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112375022289130163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/tuesdays-with-morrie.html' title='Tuesdays with Morrie.'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112348321587374855</id><published>2005-08-08T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T15:09:08.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sat.&lt;br /&gt;Last year's was better.&lt;br /&gt;It was meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;more like a rock concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;had..&lt;br /&gt;Less IMPACT on me.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I expected something more..&lt;br /&gt;Or Probably bcos' I was tired.&lt;br /&gt;Long day out&lt;br /&gt;Had only 4 HOURS of sleep the night before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was on the phoney.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BIG SACRIFICE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I sacrificed my sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA. Aint I NOBLE? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya met my sister there.&lt;br /&gt;She's damn blind.&lt;br /&gt;We were both sitting in the East..&lt;br /&gt;and yet she didn't see me!&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112348321587374855?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112348321587374855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112348321587374855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112348321587374855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112348321587374855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/fop.html' title='Fop.'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112348279913008445</id><published>2005-08-08T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T14:33:19.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAGGER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friendster's damn LAGGY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AHHH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm impatient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112348279913008445?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112348279913008445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112348279913008445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112348279913008445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112348279913008445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/lagger.html' title='LAGGER.'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112347941181443573</id><published>2005-08-08T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T13:42:39.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty of Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;thePHANTOMoftheOPERA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 word.B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L.&lt;br /&gt;This is my 2nd time watching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO SO SO TOUCHING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know of people who watched it &lt;s&gt;million of times&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oops abit of exaggeration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; they cried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MUSIC IS BEAUTIFUL. YES IT IS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Words can be expressed in many ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Speech, Actions &amp;amp; here, MUSIC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So meaningful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It just make me feel sombre?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I really admire those actresses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Their beautiful voices. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank GOD for giving them such a beautiful voice. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IF NOT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wouldn't even be able to appreciate them.&lt;br /&gt;I love the PHANTOM; really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know he was selfish in the beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He gave her up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO NOBLE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As in, who in the world will give up THEIR LOVED ONES?&lt;br /&gt;HE'S UGLY no doubt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I feel, What actually matters is a person's CHARACTER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, looks ain't eveything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm &lt;s&gt;contradicting&lt;/s&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looks do mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only a bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112347941181443573?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112347941181443573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112347941181443573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112347941181443573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112347941181443573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/beauty-of-music.html' title='Beauty of Music'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112305210609783127</id><published>2005-08-01T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T15:24:58.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ball sense.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's always &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAPTAIN'S BALL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND WE LOST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thrashed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was damn &lt;em&gt;MALU&lt;/em&gt; you know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;especially being thrashed by a SECONDARY 3 class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha. I think..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I LOST MY BALL SENSE.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not exactly all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;abit of it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha. &lt;s&gt;Abit slow in reaction.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and hey SAMANTHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not always okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's just that particular monday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where the sun shone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;piercing through my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AHHHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA. enough excuses JACINTH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HEY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i still have some innate ball sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is not self praise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IT'S THE FACT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, it's being a really LONG LONG TIME since I've touched a ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a VOLLEYBALL to be exact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha. Just plain lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH YA, it's not plain.. IT'S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;ADORN LAZY. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you get it that's GR8. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you don't, that's JUST TOO BAD for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It may sound &lt;em&gt;CORNY&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT it's my blog, mind you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112305210609783127?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112305210609783127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112305210609783127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112305210609783127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112305210609783127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/ball-sense.html' title='Ball sense.'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112270898304171557</id><published>2005-07-30T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T15:42:09.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know i can.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My final lap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;42 days to Prelims, 101 days to O's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bless me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cos' I know I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I can, only if you believe in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believe in you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you JESUS. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't wait for Festival of Praise! Hellalujahh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112270898304171557?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112270898304171557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112270898304171557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112270898304171557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112270898304171557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-know-i-can.html' title='I know i can.'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112219244649276841</id><published>2005-07-24T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T15:37:23.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orange Gem?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.. checked out more about my name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By the way, It's pronounced as JAE-CYNTH. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or JAY-CINTH -rachel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and not Jas-sin or jasci or what..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHECK THIS OUT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.findyourfate.com/gemology/gemstones/Jacinth.html"&gt;&gt;http://www.findyourfate.com/gemology/gemstones/Jacinth.html&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Orange GEM.&lt;/span&gt; (some sort la!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp; that's my favourite colour. - a gem more nearly &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; in color than a hyacinth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ooh LaLa =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check the web for more JACINTH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it wasn't that uncommon after all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So many people missed out the 'A' while naming there babies. -JACINTHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But hey! Jacinth sounds nicer right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My name appeared twice in the BIBLE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pretty surprising. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only found it when I was in secondary school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; closer to GOD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and he's HOLY WORD.. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*wanna know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;find the verses by yourself. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was pretty interested in GREEK GODS recently..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Indeed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Many were unheard, and many were heard before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many intricate details. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GREEK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aww. It's more profound that I expected it to be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shan't elaborate anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112219244649276841?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112219244649276841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112219244649276841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112219244649276841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112219244649276841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/orange-gem.html' title='Orange Gem?'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112212730921337502</id><published>2005-07-23T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T22:06:42.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So many people's BIRTHDAY this month. Haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;19th -Thiam Siong&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;20th -Serene&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd -Zengwen&lt;br /&gt;24th -Isabelle&lt;br /&gt;25th -JunZhe, Yujie, Cheryl and of cos MEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;26th -ShiPing, Qiming&lt;br /&gt;27th -Allan, Timothy&lt;br /&gt;28th -Jason, Vera&lt;br /&gt;31st -Farah, Cuiwen, Jansher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ZENGWEN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is all I can remember! Sorry to those I forget to write okay? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It won't be the same again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112212730921337502?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112212730921337502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112212730921337502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112212730921337502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112212730921337502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112160311643864758</id><published>2005-07-17T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T20:37:31.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How could this happen to me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suddenly thought about somethings &amp; this song came to my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In case you don't know what song it is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Simple Plan -Untitled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I open my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I try to see but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm blinded by the white light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't remember how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't remember why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm lying here tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I can't stand the pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I can't make it go away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No I can't stand the pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've made my mistakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got no where to run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The night goes on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I'm fading away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sick of this life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just wanna scream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everybody's screaming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I try to make a sound but no one hears me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm slipping off the edge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm hanging by a thread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna start this over again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I can't explain what happened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I can't erase the things that I've done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No I can't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've made my mistakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got no where to run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The night goes on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I'm fading away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sick of this life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just wanna scream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've made my mistakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got no where to run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The night goes on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I'm fading away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sick of this life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just wanna scream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only.. If only.. If only..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really hope to turn the clock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; obviously, that's plain impossible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why can't things be the same as before? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112160311643864758?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112160311643864758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112160311643864758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112160311643864758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112160311643864758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/how-could-this-happen-to-me.html' title='How could this happen to me?'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112150082868371354</id><published>2005-07-16T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T16:14:16.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Racial Harmony Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woohoooo!! =) I love my class more and more each day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://nor.zorpia.com/0/713/4563501.f2df28.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotted me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most were looking gr8! I was looking rather purple! Haha, and this was the only time of the year in school that we could wear heels. esp RACHEL's &amp;amp; FAITH's! They grew SO MUCH taller in one day! Haha. No offence please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Obviously, we wasn't in the mood of studying, or rather we shouldn't have any lessons yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, it was uncomfortable with the costume which we only wear once in our lifetime? Haha, so no STUDYING!&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, we are celebrating it. And I don't expect a celebration to come with STUDYING. grr.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, we must show respect for this celebration, so we shouldn't STUDY! =P&lt;br /&gt;BUT that's not the point. ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. No doubt it was fun, it was disasterous too!&lt;br /&gt;Faith helped me with make-up. I mean hers, I don't own any besides lip gloss? Haha. She put on the foundation, blusher and eyeliner for me, and the MOST disasterous part was THE EYELINER. I think she applied it well BUT yours truly rubbed my eyes and obviously smudged it, making a whole mess on my own face.(I looked as if I was boxed or something)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU KNOW WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that smudged eyeliner, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOOKED LIKE A BITCH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AArrrhh, but I can only blame myself. (itchy hands)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amos said I look gothic with it, and that i looked more like EVANESCENCE! -Anyway, it was a compliment, so thank you! =P Haha.(Too bad I don't have any pic to show the GOTHICness)-only in the class picture on top, but it's not obvious from afar. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I think it would be much better without the eyeliner or just abit of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I washed it away, but the eyeliner is still visible. HEY. I took a whole 10-15 minutes to wash it okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://nor.zorpia.com/0/713/4563500.ec89dd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Anastasia! JAP VS INDIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://nor.zorpia.com/0/713/4563499.172096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My! With Qashrul. ARABIAN VS INDIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures to come! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112150082868371354?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112150082868371354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112150082868371354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112150082868371354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112150082868371354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/racial-harmony-day.html' title='Racial Harmony Day!'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112124164501139592</id><published>2005-07-13T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T20:19:45.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Period.</title><content type='html'>Woohooo. Guess what? I got 1st for solving maths puzzles. Haha, was abit puzzled when I got the lil prize lah. Cause didn't really expect it, it was dated pretty long ago(on inno fest) Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*TO THIAMSIONG: Take care &amp; rest well! (: I'll pray for your tooth! Haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, had to stay back for History supplementary. Sigh at first, but it was all right after all! Cause I don't have to copy chapters or what. Haha, it's been a long time since I copied.(&amp;amp; I don't miss copying!) I remembered copying around 4-5 chapters in March.(Thanks to the MANY SOULS who helped me, I completed them!) GOSH it's SOOOOOO much okay?( Try copying &amp; you'll understand, I'm serious!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Oh ya after school saw Aaron Wee &amp;amp; Weiming fighting outside class. ~_~ GROW UP KIDS! Aiyo, hate people who use violence okay? So hot tempered. -Total turn off- (Not unless there's a good reason la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Oh ya, some people just love flaunting their vouchers eh? Haha. &amp; guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY GOT A CHAPTER TO COPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT they deserve it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Moral of the story: Don't flaunt your wealth, be it vouchers or $$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's wearing ETHENIC COSTUME on Friday! (: EXCEPT BEN TAN. Everyone's is trying to persuade him, and there he goes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4A: Ben, wear lehhh. Don't be such a spoilsport!&lt;br /&gt;Ben: Don't want lah. I don't want to wear, cannot ah?&lt;br /&gt;4A: Wa lau, Amos can bring the chinese costume for you, sure can fit you.&lt;br /&gt;Ben: Don't want lah. (shakes head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WA LAU. Everyone's wearing okay, even Ah pek(we bugged him for a long long time). &amp;amp; there Ben goes say NONONO, wasting our efforts. It's like OUR last year already, just wear for a few hours will DIE ah? If will die, I think die a few years ago. Last year wear, this year cannot wear? ~_~ Nothing but excuses. We want to win okay, everyone's like bugging him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually winning's not the main thing. Most importantly is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;UNITY.&lt;/span&gt; Heard before "Tuan jie shi li liang" not? We could take photos on that day! &amp;amp; hey won't it be weird if he's wearing a school uniform and take with the different costumes. It wouldn't turn out nice okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;SUCH A SPOILSPORT. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112124164501139592?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112124164501139592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112124164501139592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112124164501139592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112124164501139592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/period.html' title='Period.'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112116042057827043</id><published>2005-07-12T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T17:50:24.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Purple Friday!</title><content type='html'>Tried on this &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;PURPLE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;indian clothing!! I look so so so purple-this friday! OH MY! Haha. Thanks BHAVNA for this piece of costume. Haha. It's easy to wear anyway, but the scarfs so long! The top's abit difficult to squeeze in lah, but overall it's quite fitting. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I really enjoy every minute of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&amp; I hate commitments. =( That's not a good thing yea. BUT WHO CARES? I just do what I like, &amp;amp; of cause not at the expense of other's feelings. Well, I don't know lah. Maybe cheerful, but just like to hide negative emotions, cause I just don't wanna people to know, I guess? Cause I WANNA BE HAPPY. &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANNA BE THE HAPPIEST GIRL ON EARTH! (&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Hmm. Seriously, I just got to know myself better this year. &amp; can you believe it? IT'S BEEN 16 YEARS...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm sorry to those I've hurt. It wasn't on purpose &amp;amp; sometimes my mouth just can't yakking and prolly something flew out of it and inflicted pain on someone. I'm blunt &amp; that's inborn so I can't help it! SO SORRY PEOPLE! (only if I've hurt you lah!) Haha.&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait wait wait wait wait. OMG. 13 more days &amp;amp; I can watched NC16 without sneaking in anymore. Remembered the times when I nearly got caught okay. Haha, thank GOD I didn't! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the sad thing is I have not save enough money for my Adidas Jacket. Hai. =( So depressing right? Cause I spend ALOT OF $$ on food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WISH IT COULD DROP FROM THE SKY. BLESS ME WITH AN ADIDAS JACKET! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112116042057827043?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112116042057827043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112116042057827043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112116042057827043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112116042057827043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/purple-friday.html' title='Purple Friday!'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112107488050294371</id><published>2005-07-11T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T17:34:04.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate LIQUID PAPER!</title><content type='html'>All thanks to HweeKoon(HuiJun) &amp; Samantha.. AHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's permanent, you know? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I mean the one on my bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice trick HUH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. actually wasn't really angry when they did that to me. Haha.. AIYA, I should have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;ROARRRRED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;out loud at them. Hmm.. wasted, should have used it to counter attack them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NVM, you two are forgiven! I'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;magnanimous&lt;/span&gt; okay! =) Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA, THANK YOU NICHOLAS FOR TELLING ME HOW TO GET RID OF IT! =)&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, this is so TRUE about me. Not exactly 100%, but around 95%? Haha..(I know there's alot of words, but it's fun to know about yourself!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personality Test~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENFP - The ChampionYou scored 90% I to E, 21% N to S, 28% F to T, and 73% J to P! Your type is known as the Champion type, which is part of the larger group called idealists. Nothing occurs that does not have some deep and ethical significance in your eyes. You see life as an exciting drama. You are very charismatic, yet tend to be too harsh on yourself for not being as genuine as you think you should be. 3% of the population shares your type.As a romantic partner, you need to talk about what is going on in your life. You are a strong supporter for your partner's efforts to grow and change and be happy. You need to feel that same support from your partner. Expressive, optimistic, and curious, you are eager to enjoy new experiences with your partner, whom you wish to be your confidant and soul mate, as well as play mate. You are uncomfortable sharing negative emotion, though, and tend to withdraw from confrontation and process your feelings privately. You feel most loved when your partner appreciates your creativity, accepts your uniqueness, and sees you as the compassionate person you are. You need to hear your partner tell you how much you mean to them and would love if they did thoughtful spontaneous things to demonstrate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. Did you know that it's quite difficult to find people you know with the same personality. Haha. Guess what? I did! =) Ai Ping have the same personality as me! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm off. Haha, didn't regret coming online! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;MISS ME&lt;/span&gt; people! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*14 more days!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112107488050294371?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112107488050294371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112107488050294371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112107488050294371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112107488050294371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-hate-liquid-paper.html' title='I hate LIQUID PAPER!'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112086977180076606</id><published>2005-07-09T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T12:09:36.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waste</title><content type='html'>Watched Initial D and Alot like Love this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/686/4390872.f9fd7b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both aint very nice la. I feel like I'm wasting my money. Haha. Alot like love LOOKS nice, but the ending's rather cliche. It's damn retarded, and I mean literally retarded.. Haha.. Intial D is just looking at HUNKS, and I mean EDISON CHEN. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I'm waiting for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHARLIE &amp; THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY!&lt;/span&gt;It's coming out soon. Haha..(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/688/4403642.4e5dda.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a plus factor! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;JOHNNY DEPP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Can't wait!*&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhhhh.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;ONE TREE HILL&lt;/span&gt;'s nice too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/686/4390874.bac69a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;CHAD MICHAEL MURRAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/688/4403787.7e46d5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agree with me that he's a hunk! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually this show is SO-SO only. It's just that Chad Michael Murray's inside. Haha..Not that fantastic la, the typical YET unrealistic high school show. I think that The OC's nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/688/4403786.83d301.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end off here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*16 more days*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112086977180076606?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112086977180076606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112086977180076606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112086977180076606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112086977180076606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/waste.html' title='Waste'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112064396453314326</id><published>2005-07-06T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T12:09:56.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Buff</title><content type='html'>Hey people reading my blog, there's a problem with the tagboard. BUT It's gonna be a while only. =) ___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read several books during the holidays. Really love them to bits. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 of which are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dan Brown's&lt;/span&gt; famous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/686/4390866.2b29e4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is very thrilling &amp;amp; facinating. When I start reading it, I can't stop. Museums, historical monuments and stuff. However once the mystery is solved, I don't really feel like reading any furthur. But good book overall. I guess he's probably anti-christ? Or is he skeptical about what the bible preaches?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/686/4390870.45dfd8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is written earlier than The DaVinci Code, but known later. I feel that this book's better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarity of the 2 Dan Brown's books I've read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it feels the same. The involvement with mathematical stuff. A lil bit of it is all right, but too much will make you feel&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "JILAT"&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Slang)&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 3 books I've read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;SHOPAHOLIC!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/686/4390869.e94ed1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book's gr8!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/686/4390873.c0115c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this book's better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/686/4390871.96a16e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this book's the BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopaholic. Sounds nice eh? I mean when you think of shopaholic, doesn't it makes you think of a girl. I mean the linkage. Haha. Quite bimbotic, but it's funny. I think it's more suitable for leisure. Quite realistic too. As in, don't we girls fancy nice things, eg clothes, shoes, material desires etc. I mean, we all have material desires, don't we? Haha.. It's just how extreme only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I'm trying to get hold on the other books too. If you happen to read this post, and happen to have the other books by Sophie Kinsella, how about lending them to me? Pretty please? Thanks! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112064396453314326?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112064396453314326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112064396453314326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112064396453314326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112064396453314326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/book-buff.html' title='Book Buff'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112046001904397956</id><published>2005-07-04T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T12:48:21.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the FLAMES of hell BURN you.</title><content type='html'>To whoever that guy is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;GO TO HELL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thanks for burning my hand with that CIGARETTE of yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Jacinth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! (Right click please!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a meanie..uhhh whatever. But, he deserves it okay? I don't smoke and I don't see why i should be burn. It's like the 3rd or 4th time being burned already? Worst of all, he gave me that fucked up look as if I was the one swinging that stinky stick and burning him. A SORRY didn't even come from his mouth. I feel like giving him a PUNCH on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arbish~ x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/670/4293453.02bb7b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;AHHHHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been taking in second-hand smoke for 16 years already. Almost there la. AND DO YOU KNOW THAT SECOND-HAND SMOKE IS EVEN MORE LETHAL. This world is damn unfair. I don't understand why should we(non-smokers) suffer the REPERCUSSIONS OF SMOKING? It's killing me softly, even when I'm dead, no one will realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway smoking causes lung cancer and since second-hand smoke is more lethal than smoking, I conclude that, that's the reason why smokers don't wanna stop! DAMN, they rather not get killed by other people's second-hand smoke and continue smoking. Cos of what? Less chances of getting lung cancer la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;SELFISH BARBARIANS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Okay, so let's all get killed together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*no offence to those who smokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Initial D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cars suck, BUT the actors are cool. =) So, It wasn't that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EDISON'S HOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, many people agree too okay? Haha. Shawn Yue's quite cute. EH. Jay can't smile ~_~&lt;br /&gt;Can't stand his cool-ness. Okay, but out of the 3 of them, Edison's the best! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he comes!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lrg.zorpia.com/0/670/4293265.85b793.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;See him "AH AH AH"?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*21 more days!* (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I flapped my wings like an angel; and waved goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112046001904397956?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112046001904397956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112046001904397956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112046001904397956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112046001904397956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/let-flames-of-hell-burn-you.html' title='Let the FLAMES of hell BURN you.'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112039046890664079</id><published>2005-07-03T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T12:11:38.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Away</title><content type='html'>Fucking pissed. I hate to be compared. Yes, especially to my own siblings. Hai. I know my studies aint as good as my sis, nor my english is as good as my brother. But... I am ME. authentic ME. BLEAH. So stop saying all that, cos I rather not be born in this world, It's like as if I wanna be like that eh? That's damn freaking irritating. I don't believe I'm dumb can, I know I'm not. She should have thought about my feelings before saying all that, It's damn hurting can. Hai. I hate people to do things and not think of others feelings. Thanks for reminding me that I'm just an insignifcant person in this world. And please note that, I'm no pushover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S MY LIFE, SO STAY AWAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112039046890664079?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112039046890664079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112039046890664079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112039046890664079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112039046890664079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/stay-away.html' title='Stay Away'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-112019603340162636</id><published>2005-07-01T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T12:12:35.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undecisive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I didn't know that &lt;em&gt;PRIDE &lt;/em&gt;means so much to a guy. I didn't expect it to be &lt;em&gt;SO MUCH&lt;/em&gt; Okay, I've finally understood. Yes, Just yesterday. Anyway, that's not the point what i wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UHH. Chinese oral screwed. =( Guess I have to retake Chinese again at the end of the year! Probably not counting into L1R5. Hai. I really don't want, but Is there a choice? There is la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm still not clear of my goal, till now. ): That's bad news, cos I don't know If I should aim for a JC or Poly. Hai. This is so sick, everyone's discussing about where they wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother encourage me to go to a JC while My sister encourage me to go to a Poly. Ironically, my brother was from a Poly, while my sister was from a JC. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAJC's uniform and NAME is nice! =) (If I'm able to get into that school, It would mean that I'll be 12 years a SAINT!) =P BUT BUT BUT..It's so far, would probably have to wake up real early (I have problem waking up for school even though my house's near school, mind you). Haha.. Oh ya, I have a straight bus to TP and I don't have to wake up so early IF i go there. Chances of getting into Uni is higher if i go to a JC. BUT... If I go to a JC, I'm not confident of doing well for A's and going into Uni. Hai. What if I can't make It? It would mean going back to Poly again! Waste time! Poly have more life &amp;amp; more freedom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and..&lt;br /&gt;using my FANTASTIC mid-year results, I'm too good for a JC. =.=".. but it isn't too bad la, cos I still can qualify for a Poly (consoling myself), only not getting the course I want. Hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANT TO TOUCH CHINESE ANYMORE!! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, the reason why you can only see 1 post is because I limited it, If It has more than 1, the font would be WEIRD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I think I've been weird lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JACINTH!! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU.. (100 words!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*trust my instinct, it's accurate* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-still deciding-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down! *24 more days* =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-112019603340162636?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112019603340162636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=112019603340162636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112019603340162636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/112019603340162636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/undecisive.html' title='Undecisive'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-111994235205129113</id><published>2005-06-28T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T12:13:29.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncontrollable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Was reading my mum's &lt;strong&gt;HERWORLD&lt;/strong&gt; just now; the July issue. Was reading this article of how Men faked their orgasms. Haha.. It was pretty interesting. Of cos la, otherwise how it caught my attention of so many articles. =X Haha.. Many nice clothes appeared on it as usual. Aiya, They all look good. Prob cos it's worn on the models, meaning it only look good on them eh? Haha.. *eye-catching* but It's far UN-affordable. DUH? Haha.. It's like targeted at women who have a HUGE spending power? Haha.. Aiya, let's not think of such materialistic wishes. Oh ya back to the GUY who FAKED his ORGASM. Haha. He didn't want to disappoint his partner. Okay la, as in which guy won't fancy SEX? Like he say: "You can't exactly say no, because what sort of man says NO to sex?" Haha.. He claims that he's just not interested in Sex as much as he used to in his 20s? Haha.. Is it because too much sexual affectionate that's why he's like that? Hmm.. Haha.. I mean like, Is sex so tiring that you will gradually lose interest in it? I don't quite agree with it though, as in those AhPek who's in their late 50s, they are still in search of Sex. Haha.. cos their wifes no longer can satisfy them? Heheh. But it's easy to find out if a guy does not have orgasm when having Sex, like the condom is empty after doing it. Haha..and It's like I finally understood something..&lt;em&gt; No orgasm = No semen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm back again with sexual talks. Aiya, you might think I'm pervertic? Uhh. Think whatever you wish, for I'm saying nothing but FACTS. Aye, we are trying to improve our Biology. If you don't wanna read on, like you feel that I'm gross blah blahh, It's fine with me. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE chatted about Oral Sex again in class. Haha.. spermicides and stuff. Like to take triple precautions to prevent a girl from getting pregnant when having sex. Haha. The solution is Girl: Use diaphragm. Guy: Buy condom and add spermicides in it. This would definitely do the job eh? Haha.. and I found out the formal name for Oral Sex, It's &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fellatio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, from Latin &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;felare&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; Anyways, It's good to expand one's general knowledge. Learn more from Keefe and ThiamSiong, was probably influenced by them. Haha.. I'm just curious la. Anyway, we like to chat on such stuffs. But some people will EEE. Hmm..I find that it's good to know more. Anyway, I'm just writing about interesting things that I encounter which make me feel like penning down my thoughts, rather than talking about where you went to, what you ate and those stuffs, cause I feel that they are rather cliche? Like everyone's writing it the same old thing/I'm just trying to be different, but not too different though. It's just a comment, so no offence please. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-111994235205129113?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111994235205129113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=111994235205129113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/111994235205129113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/111994235205129113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/uncontrollable.html' title='Uncontrollable'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-111975372398769474</id><published>2005-06-27T05:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T12:14:51.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Whinning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Holidays are over. Should it be a happy thing? Uh.. people are whining. Over not doing finsh their Holiday Homework. Seriously, I haven't too. Haha.. AND PEOPLE, STOP WHINING THAT YOU HAVEN'T DONE FINSH. It's like damn irritating, and I've heard it for like &lt;strong&gt;MORE &lt;/strong&gt;14 times in my secondary school years. (&lt;strong&gt;EVERY&lt;/strong&gt; March, June, September &amp;amp; December) And If you have done finsh already, talk to my hand all right? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays over mean only 1 thing. ---&gt; my O's are nearer. So it is a good thing? Hmm.. This would also mean leaving school, dying hair, working (If i don't go to a JC during the first 3 months) blah blahhhh.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I must start mugging for them already. This would also mean.. Less time with My Blog, Less time Chatting and Gossiping, Less time straining my fingers(typing), Less time glueing my eyes to the Computer and... The list goes on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I can't wait for school tomorrow. Think I'm mad eh? I miss SCHOOL! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finshed reading my &lt;strong&gt;HISTORY&lt;/strong&gt; textbook. (I mean Chapter9 only). Haha.. Had to do notes again (and it's CHINA!), for &lt;strong&gt;TYL&lt;/strong&gt;. *sigh* Geez, i hate studying about China, about MaoZeDong, DengXiaoPing and those idiotic revolutionaries. WTH, that's the only chapter that's DAMN boring. (I'm not saying that the rest isn't) -- i mean as compared to.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, thinking it in a positive way, it's for my own good. That sure makes me feel better. Haha.. So, I'll be good and do it &lt;strong&gt;with all my HEART and SOUL.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;-China's making me puke now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. --- Eleanor Roosevelt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think that I'm trying to be philosophical. EH NOOO!~.......... Hmm, YES! Haha.. at least I didn't deny it. It's inspirational. I believe in my dreams. =) Not literally dreams, but the imagination or prediction of the future (that's what i call it, around there la). Haha. So are we made up of dreams? Hmm.. Haha. Cos our parents believed in us, created us so does this makes part of their future? Okay, It sounding more and more &lt;strong&gt;ridiculous&lt;/strong&gt;. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, my O LEVEL MT oral is on &lt;strong&gt;THURS&lt;/strong&gt;, and it's confirm! Gosh, I'm not prepared.. This is making me DIZZY. Aiya, but dizzy got what use? As if, can get an A1 or what. Haha. Just trying to convince myself that It's not point running away, AND I SHALL NOT COMPLAIN ANYMORE. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In 10 weeks time, PRELIMS. ): Thanks Vivien for reminding me anyway. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944970-111975372398769474?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111975372398769474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=111975372398769474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/111975372398769474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/111975372398769474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/stop-whinning.html' title='Stop Whinning.'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944970.post-111968821985898300</id><published>2005-06-25T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T13:50:49.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My virgin post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Decided to make another blog again. Had one last yr, and.. due to my laziness.. deleted it. (Just don't have the habit) =p Haha. Aiya, actually that's quite usual. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just feeling bored, so don't mind me! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Your Love Number is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When you fall in love, you experience it to the fullest.You are a cheerful, joyful soul - and you attract people easily.While you fall for people quickly, you also fall out of love quickly.It takes a dynamic, exciting lover to keep your attention long term!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Is Your Love Number?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Actually, I did many of this. I'm just trying to pass time! Haha.. But i like this particular one, so it's here. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Anyway, It's my &lt;strong&gt;one of&lt;/strong&gt; my FAVOURITE NUMBER. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Shall end here, and BYE to my virgin post. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-Ho&lt;/span&gt;meworkTime-&lt;/em&gt;&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/13944970-111968821985898300?l=my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111968821985898300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944970&amp;postID=111968821985898300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/111968821985898300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944970/posts/default/111968821985898300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-surrealisticworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-virgin-post.html' title='My virgin post.'/><author><name>jacinth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13246138689974047838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
