<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051</id><updated>2009-02-21T23:35:53.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoopee.</title><subtitle type='html'>where is the love?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-117085739269308472</id><published>2007-02-07T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T22:09:52.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>READ ME.</title><content type='html'>That's right! &lt;strong&gt;Read me! cos i'm UPDATED! FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I kinda feel sorry for my blog, actually. It's been gathering dust since nov last year, being shoved in a corner all neglected and alone while its owner, oh its treacherous owner who was being so mean as to abandon such a nice little blog like this, sat around somewhere on a holiday forgetting all about this dear thing. That's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this isn't just all about that. It's about this! It's about now. It's about me getting to the point. OKAY. The past 3 months i've been gone were really jam-packed. I'll try to summarise.&lt;br /&gt;- went to EUROPE for the hols! that was brilliant. terribly freezingly cold, but brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;- dropped by HK a coupla days after christmas (this was before europe), that was great too! we were 30kg overweight. as in, the suitcases.&lt;br /&gt;- also visited singapore! like i wouldn't. spent christmas and the later part of jan in my fave country, home sweet home. mgs is still as wonderful as ever! i miss you guys LOTS.&lt;br /&gt;- back in perth to start school in AXHS.. didn't know if that was a good or bad thing at first but so far it's been pretty good, i'm not freakily-lonerish or anything. i miss yous in mc. but yeah always looking forward, don't mope too much on the past! that Chrissy message at roar really stuck in my head. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;oh oh gotta go NOW. i'm doomed. mom is scolding. seeya! xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-117085739269308472?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/117085739269308472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=117085739269308472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/117085739269308472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/117085739269308472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2007/02/read-me.html' title='READ ME.'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-116584842493014291</id><published>2006-12-11T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T22:47:04.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh dear.</title><content type='html'>I'm coming back THIS SATURDAY, how thrilling! (:&lt;br /&gt;I never get used to returning-to-singapore euphoria. which is a good thing, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i haven't been keeping up with this darned thing. well here I am!&lt;br /&gt;And i know i can't forgive myself for being absorbed into such mainstream clicheness in joining myspace but it wasn't my fault! Honestly, lisa, you coulda told me before ya made my myspace for me (i didn't even know my own password! for quite a bit of time)! haha. We're going to harbourtown tomorrow aren't we, to get cons, then go for that Roar BBQ thingymabob. How exoiting (say it with me now. Brit accent, guys!). Everyone, download the song Wonderwall by Oasis. One classic no one can or should live without.&lt;br /&gt;(:missyouguys.&lt;br /&gt;ttfn. i'll be back in No Time.&lt;br /&gt;ame xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-116584842493014291?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/116584842493014291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=116584842493014291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/116584842493014291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/116584842493014291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-dear.html' title='oh dear.'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-116110163476928722</id><published>2006-10-17T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T00:13:54.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AT LAST.</title><content type='html'>Wow i'm finally reviving this blog. haha. it's been a while, eh?&lt;br /&gt;Guess no one's actually reading this anymore. but ah well i like rambling on to no one anyway.(:&lt;br /&gt;Math exam today. Yeah, crumminess. but it wasn't actually as bad as i thought it'd be. which was pretty bad, in hindsight. I remember myself freaking out and gripping the math book i had in my lap 10 minutes before it started. Okay i sound like some sort of nerd, but i shall now get over it.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Haha. i think i was overparanoid just 'cos i didn't study much in the holidays, so yeah there you go, a valid reason! (i never usually make valid reasons, so this is a good sign.) I really am talking to myself. Is anyone out there? helloooo           ?&lt;br /&gt;(pause)&lt;br /&gt;okay fine, no echo. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather's wonderful, not sure if i can say the same for s'pore though, i've been hearing rather, er, foggy things about it lately, if you'll excuse the pun. HAZE due to deforestation? haha me and cootsie were talking about this on msn just then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cootsie: yeah it's cos indonesia's burning trees again -- ugh&lt;br /&gt;Me: gosh. what about greenpeace? what are THEY doing?&lt;br /&gt;Cootsie: haha probably sitting around hugging potted plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes that's basically how it went.&lt;br /&gt;Witty conversations are fun to be in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel kinda formal in this post, for some unnatural reason. Probably because i've been away from the blog for so long. oh well there's still time to knit back the homely feeling! (x ich liebe meine blog. Gut, ja? gosh i think my german's dying. this is bad.&lt;br /&gt;Okay i think i'd better go, feel tired... it is 12.03 midnight after all. Sleepy sleepy! I think i'll end every post with a quote from a movie. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;Karen: "You're wearing sweatpants. It's MONDAY."&lt;br /&gt;Regina: "Who cares, those rules aren't real anyway."&lt;br /&gt;Karen: "They were real the day I wore a VEST!"&lt;br /&gt;Regina: "That's cos the vest was disgusting."&lt;br /&gt;Gretchen: "YOUCAN'TSITWITHUS!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..i just thought that was amusing. haha. there's so much from the mean girls movie you can quote from. (: ttfn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-116110163476928722?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/116110163476928722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=116110163476928722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/116110163476928722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/116110163476928722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2006/10/at-last.html' title='AT LAST.'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-114830574042436019</id><published>2006-05-22T21:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T21:49:00.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>toothpastefordinner?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4942/496/1600/lets-go-skiing.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4942/496/320/lets-go-skiing.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-114830574042436019?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/114830574042436019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=114830574042436019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/114830574042436019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/114830574042436019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2006/05/toothpastefordinner_22.html' title='toothpastefordinner?'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-114830422941158618</id><published>2006-05-22T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T21:23:50.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>g u t e n         t a g .</title><content type='html'>bleahgh. midyears = this thurs! math. ugh. discrete is hard.. too many formulae, it makes my head spin. econs is alright, but i've got 0% interest in that. jap is great.(: drama's fine (realism's really getting along though it's kinda hard trying to act like you've got cancer in front of the class and attempting to make yourself cry.)  english's good too, oh speaking of which - i just got back my english assignment, the narrative writing essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My mind was still in a whirl of hazy confusion when I woke up. The smell of uncomfortably overwhelming, and I could hear a flurry of people and machines bustling in activity around me. I felt the warmth of a hand on my arm as my parents exclaimed in relieved ecstasy. I swallowed gingerly and was greeted with the bitter taste of medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But my world was still in darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Terrified, I shrieked and writhed in my bed, flailing my arms and crying out as the doctors tried to pin me down. Later that day my parents sat me down and had a doctor explain everything to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha that was part of my narrative assignment. it's about this girl who was involved in a drunk driving accident and became permanently BLIND. (collective gasp in audience) and on goes the story for three pages (can't be too long for an assessment, can it), and then the character goes through the whole self-realisation development process thing. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. for the upteenth time, just for the record: I MISS SINGAPORE! and the people. of course the people what am i saying sheesh amelyn and now i'm talking to myself which is kinda strange because i'm not using any punctuation either gosh yes okay i'll stop now. (:&lt;br /&gt;rambling's a hobby, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay seeya guys in july, i think. just for a week. ):&lt;br /&gt;miss ya. -ame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-114830422941158618?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/114830422941158618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=114830422941158618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/114830422941158618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/114830422941158618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2006/05/g-u-t-e-n-t-g.html' title='g u t e n         t a g .'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-114587082121196852</id><published>2006-04-24T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T22:36:37.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the blues . (w-ell on the contrary . . .)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is this the new year or just another night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is this the new fear or just another fright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is this a new tear or just another desperation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 'the blues' by switchfoot, courtesy of the nothing is sound album. (: i LOVE it. and the whole album, actually. the lyrics are brilliant. nearly as good as lauren's. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It'll be a day like this one when the world caves in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm singing this one like a broken piece of glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For broken hearts and broken noses in the back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is this the new year or just another desperation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And y'know the funny thing is, i'm actually not sad. I'm happy! except for the homework bit. but yeah. i don't exactly know why i'm playing moody songs like this when i'm actually happy. ah well. i like the tune. that's all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You push until you're shoving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You bend until you break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you stand on the broken fields where your fathers lay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got quite happily surprised the other day by a large brown envelope in my mailbox addressed to me from a bunch of rather brilliant people I know. (; THANKS LOTS PEOPLE! namely mari, minny, je, becky. (tsk you lazy person becky, yours was TYPED. haha.) you guys are truly great. i'll never forget you! hope i'm granted a miracle for me to go back &amp; in july.. and yes, i'm writing your replies! you'll get them soon (i think) (i hope) (yeah you get the point).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAH hols are ending in six days! that's not fair, is it. hmphy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laur you're meant to still be online! where ARE you. hahah. miss ya lots too. i still can't access your blog! it's weird. (don't you think the spelling of the word 'weird' is weird in itself? it is, okay!) send me any songs you've written!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;www.overheardinnewyork.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go there.&lt;br /&gt;my sis has been publicizing it lots the past week. no, it isn't her blog. haha.&lt;br /&gt;okay gotta scram. seeya!&lt;br /&gt;love ame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-114587082121196852?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/114587082121196852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=114587082121196852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/114587082121196852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/114587082121196852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2006/04/blues-w-ell-on-contrary.html' title='the blues . (w-ell on the contrary . . .)'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-114494184886741511</id><published>2006-04-13T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T23:24:08.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't really see much cream.</title><content type='html'>..haha don't worry about the title. it's, er, meant to be some sort of abbreviation. (cough, deb, cough). hahaha. anyway. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bday on sat! haha. mari seems &lt;em&gt;highly&lt;/em&gt; suspicious on msn. apparently i'm going to get some form of surprise in a week but i don't see how the difference in continents might make it easier or actually possible. haha. hms. well actually mari did confirm my address just now on msn so maybe---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is my 'strum hard drum hard' thing on the status bar annoying? haha. If it is, then it's doing its job. heh. i'm using firefox at the moment so i can't see anything unless i go on to the internet explorer default page. (yay.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got this mini taster pack of short black espresso blend coffee for coffee makers. i need to do &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; with it. i don't even have a coffee maker! i got it at the career expo last friday. haha. from the RAC stall, would you believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOSH you wouldn't believe this convo. it's hilarious!!! ((((: courtesy of deb. hahaha it involves her being blatantly outright sarcastic to this other guy on msn and he hasn't a clue. gosh. sorry if that guy comes across it. i didn't mean anything that'd offend, honest! well IF it offends, that is. heh. but yeah this is &lt;em&gt;SOME&lt;/em&gt; stuff you've got there deb. hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;I do hope that she treats me transparent&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah, and i do wish i can get a fairy for my next birthday&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Ok&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;So you are telling me that what i hope for is impossible to happen?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;noooonooo/....i honestly want a fairy&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;I want a new chinese tutor&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;I really want one&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;But my birthday is too far away&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Its in July&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;unless she dies...&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;I'm not proud you know&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;I'll feel bad for my whole life!&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Not worth it&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;hm&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be recarnated into a&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;You know, its like if one kills an ant, one will recarnated into an ant&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;And so if one kills a , one will be recarnated into a&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;hm&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;*um&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Hai...&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should go to church&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;and i've always wanted to ask you&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;why'dya blog the way you blog? like a poem&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;but it has no rhyme or rhythm&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;I've no idea&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;When I started out, I typed in this manner&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;And its just a habit&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;i see&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;YEah&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;How did you get to my blog?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;through aloysius&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;I see&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Ah, my blog is rather scanderlous yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;is it&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;You read the tags?&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, do I look gay?&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;do I look gay?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;um&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;i can't say&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Cos people think I'm gay&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;oka-ayy&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;i don't think gay has a "look"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;it's totally unfair to say someone looks gay and is gay&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;it' would be fairer to just say he IS gay&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Ok&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I am gay?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;it's too soon to tell&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;sorry&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Ok&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;You can ans that question maybe at the end of the year&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaaha&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;okay, look,i won't ever tell you anyway&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Ya, how did you end up at Alloy's blog?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;gee whiz. i don't know&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;You're so random&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;haha. its my middle name&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Random is your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Thats interesting&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah, incredible isn't it&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Its so cool&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of giving myself a russian name&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;what's stopped you/&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Nothing stopped me&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't find one which sounded appropriate&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Appropriate= Nice sounding + Meaningful&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;randomly run searches&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;and did you know my friend has a pony in the far corner of the universe?&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Oh really?&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Thats so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;and i feed it smarties&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Why smarties?&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;High in carbo&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Low in fats?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;i dnt know&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;but it can actually whinny "smarties: or maybe i'm imagining things&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;Its so cute!&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;It must be hungry!&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy Being Blocked says:&lt;br /&gt;When did you last feed it?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;dunno&lt;br /&gt;&amp;//deb: -supercalifrangalisticexpliaclious-//&amp;amp;{love affair with cheese} says:&lt;br /&gt;okay, change the topic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAHHAA. ok yeah moving on. hahaha i should go now.. happy days people! (: and happy hols, that is. and easter. and good friday, of course. got a morning service in church tmr (x yay. seeya peoples! ~ame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-114494184886741511?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/114494184886741511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=114494184886741511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/114494184886741511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/114494184886741511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2006/04/dont-really-see-much-cream.html' title='don&apos;t really see much cream.'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-114440651388857969</id><published>2006-04-07T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T18:41:53.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>greetings, my fellow people.</title><content type='html'>Notice the new layout? Thought you might. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes and for those who didn't get the previous post.. It was a story! an unfinished one, at that. but yeah. I have heaps of unfinished stories I need to put an end to. Oh yeah, remember to go up to shrimoyee and read her writings! They're a work of art. Pure poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, glad you people still read my blog! I'm all touched and everything. Sob. And I miss you guys more then ever, now.&lt;br /&gt;...school's good, by the way. Got level 6 for my sose test on wed. (((:&lt;br /&gt;The teachers here mark papers really fast.&lt;br /&gt;Like, really.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I'd reinforce that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm free the whole of tonight, the usual Roar's not on. It's gonna be Record Night, from 7 to 7 (yes, 12 hours), where we all get on a bus and go around doing fun stuff in the middle of the night like quza (this laser shooting thing, i think that's how it's spelt anyway),  rock climbing, watching a movie, paintballing? I don't know, heaps of other stuff and making pancakes in the morning! BUT BUT BUT guess what.&lt;br /&gt;I can't go.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah 'cos I've got chinese class tomorrow on sat! I don't believe it. It's the last chinese lesson (assembly) so i'm not supposed to miss it. Groan. I've been missing all the lessons this whole term except for 3, so far. Amazing, eh. Nearly sets a record, it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Laila's LEAVING for NZ soon! Today was her last day at school. Awww ): I'll miss her lots. Hear that, Laila? Heh. Wait I don't even think she knows my blog. Or if I have one. (laughs) Ah well no matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, did you notice my punctuation and capitals and everything are all in order for this whole post? Amazing, eh. Except for the odd colloqual term here and there, that is. Like 'gonna', and 'cos'. It's a natural thing, almost becoming. But yeah, even all my 'i's are CAPITAL! Haha. I just felt like being all Prim and Proper. In a very odd, obscure way. Bet if I didn't point that out, you'd never have noticed. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; rambling again.&lt;br /&gt;Better get on with life and other constructive activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you folks! (:&lt;br /&gt;(Man, I'm starting to sound like our principal. Gosh.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-114440651388857969?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/114440651388857969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=114440651388857969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/114440651388857969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/114440651388857969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2006/04/greetings-my-fellow-people.html' title='greetings, my fellow people.'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-114363547194150724</id><published>2006-03-29T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T20:31:12.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a story.</title><content type='html'>It is dark. The night has swallowed the sky, leaving several telltale pinpricks of light behind. The window is dry but I feel like it's raining. Lying back on my pillow, I grant myself the small favour of allowing a few tears to escape. Shutting my eyes, I feel them going down the sides of my temples, leaving a bit of themselves behind like a wet trail. A wet trail of blood. Those words seemed like images, sharp and daunting, still fresh in my mind. Failing to soften any part of my pain, I get up and creep to the window, running my fingers along the creaky birch pane. Pushing it ever so slightly open, I slip out of the house like a vanished shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Bare feet on the bitumen, well-worn and warm from the passing cars on a Tuesday night. My oversized black Salvation Army shirt flaps in the wind. The clothing I own is understated and second-hand, all from various charity organisations that were sympathetic enough to donate them; most of them still packed away neatly in my suitcase. Ignoring the horns and the&lt;br /&gt;lights, I cross Colt Street and go straight down the road. Breaking into a sprint, I reach the fringe of town, the crossroad where civilisation meets nature. Running into the open arms of darkness, I lose myself in the folds of the forest.&lt;br /&gt;Sinking down to my knees, I close my eyes again, willing peace to flood me, to find the serenity I was shut away from back in the apartment, Number 2 Blackmore Drive. Here in the depths of the night, I feel the breeze caress my cheek, and taste the rare treat of freedom. For a moment I let myself be released of those flashing scenes, the tormenting pictures that flicked so fast like a film before my eyes; the pictures that tortured me every day of my life since the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lie incredibly still and hear the howling wind call.&lt;br /&gt;I consciously start to inhale, then exhale, my breath getting shallower with every second.&lt;br /&gt;I keep my eyes open, vaguely wondering how the world looks like without breath. 17.. 18.. 19...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The stars are ablaze tonight, hazy.&lt;/span&gt; 25..26..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The distant thumping pulses around me, dancing before my eyes, enclosing me..&lt;/span&gt; 32...33..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The stars start to extinguish, one by one, then the sky suddenly seems bright again, glaring, even. &lt;/span&gt;35..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Piercing and penetrating, almost unearthly.&lt;/span&gt; 39... 40..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Falling. &lt;/span&gt;The earth beneath me caves in, and i hold on to my consciousness.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;46.. 47..&lt;br /&gt;Pain, ever so slight, so faint that when it comes hard I am unprepared for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..I gasp, the sweeping, saturated air saving my withering lungs. Sitting up, I watch and feel everything shake and whirl in all its haphazard technicolour. My mind drifts; my gaze unfocuses. And I stay sitting there for a long time, as long as the world can hold me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-114363547194150724?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/114363547194150724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=114363547194150724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/114363547194150724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/114363547194150724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2006/03/story.html' title='a story.'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-114303392054123566</id><published>2006-03-22T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T21:25:20.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha wow i haven't been on here for AGES. it's quite funny actually.&lt;br /&gt;how's everything-slash-everyone-slash-etc? (:&lt;br /&gt;it's AUTUMN here now. wheeeee. too bad the leaves aren't dropping yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i wanna do:&lt;br /&gt;1. Watch prisonbreak / LOST if i have time (i have no idea what the plots are about but yeah.)&lt;br /&gt;2. start up drum lessons again!&lt;br /&gt;3. watch memoirs of a geisha on dvd.&lt;br /&gt;4. sleep.&lt;br /&gt;5. go back to s'pore in july (though that's virtually impossible cos i have 40h of drama rehearsals in the hols and i signed that contract thing. bleh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i'm gonna do:&lt;br /&gt;1. finish that carton of vanilla yoghurt in the fridge later when watching tv with sis.&lt;br /&gt;2. hoping that vanilla yoghurt wasn't expired cos honestly, i've seen in in the fridge for an awfully long time now.&lt;br /&gt;3. the english essay next week on the teen documentary.&lt;br /&gt;4. go to PTA in week 11 ): , order of mom.&lt;br /&gt;5. have april HOLS and my bday!! wheee.&lt;br /&gt;6. go down to busselton or however you spell it (3h drive away!) to this resort thing with kaylah &amp; alessia for four whole days! yay.(:&lt;br /&gt;7. go back to (sob) school in term2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah that's basically the rundown of what's going on. i guess. haha. sigh i wish i could call you people. i'll attempt to tomorrow okays? miss ya heaps.. tag me! no matter how much you think this is a dead blog. haha.(;&lt;br /&gt;---ame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-114303392054123566?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/114303392054123566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=114303392054123566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/114303392054123566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/114303392054123566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2006/03/haha-wow-i-havent-been-on-here-for.html' title=''/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-114094209873045343</id><published>2006-02-26T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T16:21:38.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>helloooo peoples.</title><content type='html'>Heyy(:&lt;br /&gt;haha yes i haven't blogged in awhile, i know i know i know.&lt;br /&gt;(not that you guys have actually been reading much of this but yeah anyway if you happen to stumble upon this then yay ok tag me too!)&lt;br /&gt;sigh doing my sose hw now, how dreadful. "Explain how the fact that Japan is an archipelago impacts the climate of Japan. Use specific examples."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh and i have six pages to go. pfft. anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;It's been so excruciatingly busy these days ):, or rather these few weeks, since i came back. got this kids church camp that i'm helping out in next week (sat, sun, mon)- we're staying over somewhere at some camp location far far away but i don't mind and it sounds fun but the thing is i'll have heaps of hw to do after i return! and the next day is a school day--tues!! &amp; i won't be missing any school on mon cos it's a public hol. bleh. Ahwell.&lt;br /&gt;Rivercruise = next wed! that's fast. have i given in my form? ... ok yes i have. haha. it's kinda like a big deal for everyone, this river cruise, and everyone's buying new clothes and stuff for it but i don't think it's that much of a big thing so i'm just gonna wear whatever i can find in my closet lah. LAH. (: hehhh. the good ol' days where you could speak singlish and people would actually understand you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does the Sea of Japan influence Japan's climate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nevermind. haha.&lt;br /&gt;aah did i mention i've been real busy? i feel irked. i need a big 10 hour sleep sometime next week. and it's so hot now! i need the fan perpetually.. eh it's outside, i'll hafta bring it into the room so i won't die of possible heatstroke. ok seeya! ~ame xxx&lt;br /&gt;..always missing ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-114094209873045343?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/114094209873045343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=114094209873045343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/114094209873045343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/114094209873045343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2006/02/helloooo-peoples.html' title='helloooo peoples.'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-113755439487197322</id><published>2006-01-18T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T13:52:17.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>My grandfather had a stroke today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunty called this morning.&lt;br /&gt;He's in SGH now.&lt;br /&gt;My mom says he doesn't like hospitals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday before I left singapore, I told my grandfather I wanted to be a doctor. It kinda felt like a spur-of-the-moment thing but I just felt I'd like being a doctor. My mom disapproved because it took around 7 years to complete a course, my grandmother approved and said then I could give her free checkups, and my grandfather said, 'Saving lives is what matters, not the money. If you have that mindset, I'll be supporting you all the way.' I understood, and I knew then what I wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the last thing he said to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope he gets well.&lt;br /&gt;All that it takes&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;a little&lt;br /&gt;faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-113755439487197322?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/113755439487197322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=113755439487197322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/113755439487197322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/113755439487197322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2006/01/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-113808138025362966</id><published>2006-01-24T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T13:43:00.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My grandfather's out of the hospital, he's back at home. THANKYOUGOD! (:&lt;br /&gt;How's you people?&lt;br /&gt;Je; how's things? .sigh really hope your dad will allow you to go to BLC. :/ i'll be praying! and happy bday in advance, i'll give you your present when i get back (x&lt;br /&gt;Lk; heyy how's training + MEP + HATONO? haha. (: ok enough of that. be free in july yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Cootsie; sigh we didn't get to go out in dec! i'll be back in july.. till then, i'm still the UNcootsie, mind you. heh. miss your drawings too.&lt;br /&gt;Laur; hope school isn't too gah right now.. i've done 2 posts on the other blog, read it! don't let your troubles glug you away ok? write it down in the form of your highly-anticipated songs. (;&lt;br /&gt;Deb; haha i still have your church animals script in my email inbox.. how's JC life? not too tough i hope. i still have presents to wrap before school starts, too bad i'm not at your house now. :/&lt;br /&gt;CCMC; how's the OC? is the blog still updating itself? maybe i'll go tag later.&lt;br /&gt;Southcity; planetshakers was AWESOME! (: glad i was lugged along for ushering, that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Nadia; school's starting!! gosh. you're probably in singapore now aye.. have fun yeah! i'll be seeing you on wed.. haha it's amusing that we have identical timetables.&lt;br /&gt;Alessia; haha i don't think you read this but yeah anyway. THE BEACH! hehe. i need some sand and sun before summer's over..&lt;br /&gt;Kaylah; (: it was great seeing ya on mon! gah i'm broke now. hehe. time for a JOB! ..hope the cousin of yours is, er, better now, haha. it must be pretty ): if she's staying in your room, hey.&lt;br /&gt;.. God bless all of you peoples, missing ya truckloads and DWBH! (don't worry be happy, in case it's that hard to decipher). hahah. now kindly head to the tagboard and please leave your message (after the tone).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i think i gotta go now.. seeyas!&lt;br /&gt;ame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;download: Majesty by Planetshakers, Arise album. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-113808138025362966?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/113808138025362966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=113808138025362966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/113808138025362966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/113808138025362966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-grandfathers-out-of-hospital-hes.html' title=''/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-113570295649950628</id><published>2005-12-28T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T01:02:36.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas is over.</title><content type='html'>Christmas is over (it says so up there too).&lt;br /&gt;I should've posted on christmas day! ah well. haha. It was hectic but fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;I went for lauren's 2 family parties, her cousins are all very nice. (x Stayed up till LATE. had christmas lunch with family, and christmas dinner with grands from both sides. Hope they come to church this sat.&lt;br /&gt;We had church camp last week from sun to wed, it was alright. i got really dirty! haha. GB camp site is rather.. er.. .let's just say we did a skit on the reactions of people who saw the campsite. No further comments.&lt;br /&gt;[ok it wasn't as bad as it sounds, i'm exaggerating. (: ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foxtrot uniform charlie kilo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh that's the best song ever. ((: get it NOW. it's extremely random though, mind you. it's by the bloodhound gang, but no it's far from any heavy metal music. no siree. check out the lyrics, they're amusingly amusing. And my sis thought for an age that 'my intent though' was 'my nintendo'! haha. thanks to my older sis who notifies me on great songs like these. (x&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, alessia's coming over to singapore!! yay. for five days. ((: that's awesome aye. it'd be fun to show her around. wheee. and i'll be visiting mgs in the first week of school. rachel (cousin) is entering P1 in MGS next year! so cute. haha.&lt;br /&gt;GAH it's late.12:57am in the morning. don't know what the blog clock says but that's the time now.. fatigue is kicking in. i'm very anti-coffee, so i think i'll just head off to sleepland. (:&lt;br /&gt;ok seeya people in the morning.. nah i doubt i'll be doing blogging in the morning. i'd be checking out the new maplewoods gym with mom. I MISS MAPLEWOODS. returning on the 16th.&lt;br /&gt;~ame xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-113570295649950628?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/113570295649950628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=113570295649950628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/113570295649950628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/113570295649950628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-is-over.html' title='christmas is over.'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-113465205591553912</id><published>2005-12-15T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T21:12:24.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wheee</title><content type='html'>Hahaha at laur's house now. (((: we took loony photos yesterday and stayed up till three thirty in the morning. ich liebe laur!! haha and i went out with je today (: and we scoured far east and other random places for my sister's bday present (and we didn't find it in the end, hahah). BUT it's been incredibly fun from the day i stepped into singapore. wheee. and alessia's coming on the sixth or the ninth or something, it's gonna be awesome. I STILL HAVEN'T finished eating everything delectable in singapore that's worthy of my stomach space (which is technically everything). &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well yeah here's the photos of me and laur! hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"ohwillyoumarryme"&lt;br /&gt;"hah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4942/496/200/DSC00242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;reeeachhhing for the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4942/496/200/DSC00236.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;us looking wary of random things in the middle of the Bugis MRT station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4942/496/200/DSC00213.jpg" border="0" /&gt; i need to buy christmas presents, lotssss of them! before christmas day.&lt;br /&gt;..alright seeyas!&lt;br /&gt;---ame xxxx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-113465205591553912?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/113465205591553912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=113465205591553912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/113465205591553912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/113465205591553912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2005/12/wheee.html' title='wheee'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-113335892065297890</id><published>2005-11-30T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T22:00:25.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jump around! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Everybody jump around in the house of God&lt;br /&gt;HEY HEY jump around&lt;br /&gt;Everybody jump around in the house of God&lt;br /&gt;Everybodyyy&lt;br /&gt;Everybody jump around in the house&lt;br /&gt;Somebody get your praise on!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh that song's addictive. (: i highly reccommend yous to download Jump Around by planetshakers! whee. we're singing that in church now, it's good. Oh and download Love Them Like Jesus by Casting Crowns, courtesy of laur (((:.. gahh laur sorry i can't call cos MY SISTER is using the phone!! gah. see once we get our credit, everyone rushes for the phone. blagh. anyway. it's around eight thirty now, she should get off by nine. hopefully. (:&lt;br /&gt;AGH i need to practise piano! really badly!! firstly cos my sight-reading is still as horrible as ever and i have to play for carols in the quad tomorrow. i'm doomed. i've got to sight-read a gazillion pages of christmas carols right there in front of an audience. how fun. bleghh. :/&lt;br /&gt;..But looking back on everything (all the turbulence from the start of this year right through till now), I think i've come a long way. And now life is pretty smooth.&lt;br /&gt;Life will be, for those who believe..&lt;br /&gt;+ playing Fix You by Coldplay +&lt;br /&gt;..I'm in a quiet mood now. A serene, tranquil veil hovering over this house. Don't mind my sudden lack of colloquialism. (x that's just me i guess, prone to sudden changes in writing style because of mood. Odd.&lt;br /&gt;Alright i think i should go now, my sister's got off the phone. I think. I'll update again soon.&lt;br /&gt;Coming back in 12 days! yay. today's the last day of november, i've just realised. the 30th. It seems like Jan 19 was only yesterday or something. Yes, time whisks by faster than what life can catch up with. And my life's probably currently still somewhere back in March or something. ...well ok not really. Today's one of the rare days I feel exceptionally different perspective-wise. I'm putting Fix You on repeat now. haha. and I've said earlier i think i should go, so i think i should. Well miss you guys heaps, can't wait for church camp from 18th to 21st (:, and my glorious ONE MONTH stay in singapore. :D that should be fun, especially when everyone's (finally) got the same holiday in december..&lt;br /&gt;--ame xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-113335892065297890?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/113335892065297890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=113335892065297890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/113335892065297890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/113335892065297890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2005/11/jump-around.html' title='jump around! (:'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-113317977765534702</id><published>2005-11-28T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T20:09:40.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update! (:</title><content type='html'>I've got one word to describe life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is.. there's only six school days left (not counting weekends) till freedom, and only 14 days till 12th december.. (: i'll be in singapore before you can say "iwanttoeatallthefood". Which i will say, sooner or later. (probably sooner.)&lt;br /&gt;I've got to organise myself. Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;To-do list:&lt;br /&gt;1. Do german hw.&lt;br /&gt;2. Finish e-portfolio &amp; save on disk/thumb drive by friday!&lt;br /&gt;3. SOSE play (period 1+2) this wed at lecture theatre.&lt;br /&gt;4. Buy year 10 books from lynette.&lt;br /&gt;5. Reply emails.&lt;br /&gt;6. Practise guitar for church christmas carols.&lt;br /&gt;7. Practise piano for school christmas carols.&lt;br /&gt;8. Get ready for band recording next monday.&lt;br /&gt;9. Do german hw.&lt;br /&gt;...no wait i've said that.&lt;br /&gt;9. Finish reading library books.&lt;br /&gt;10. TIDY ROOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha yes. I'll &lt;em&gt;try&lt;/em&gt; to stick to that. Too bad it's not listed by priority; i should do that next time. If i have time. haha. Agh my msn just died on me. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;Well i hope you guys are having nice hols, deb i hope you get good results for your O's (:, laur i'll be ringing as soon as my credit magically appears, je how could you lose the bottle! haha jk (thanks in advance for the present(s) you're gonna give me heheh), lk missing ya loads too, have fun in hawaii and don't forget to reply my email, cootsie i've downloaded coney island by death cab for cutie -- gd song!, lisa (english) danke fur die deutsch email (x, happy bday felicity, kaylah last night's dance concert was great!, to everyone (in s'pore) that i haven't mentioned: i miss you guys alot alot and don't forget me alright! (: haha. i shalt be seeing yous soon.&lt;br /&gt;--ame. 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(:'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-113275525031408161</id><published>2005-11-23T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T22:14:10.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moveable shadows</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Help. I'm drowning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;No not really, actually. Injured, maybe. not physically. you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;..do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Those words hit and hurt me so much that the tears wouldn't stop coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;In fact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;They still are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Maybe that's why I'm drowning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;...Who am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Someone tell me that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-113275525031408161?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/113275525031408161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=113275525031408161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/113275525031408161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/113275525031408161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2005/11/moveable-shadows.html' title='moveable shadows'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-113125494712010847</id><published>2005-11-06T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T13:29:07.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry seems to be the hardest word</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today is Sunday the 6th of November, 2005, at exactly 12.49 noon in Applecross, Perth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just thought you might like to know that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyhow. Loads of things have been happening! Fuel on tues was awesome, it was great seeing so many rushing up to register. There's auditions for the drama production 06 on tues (in 2 days!) and guess what, i haven't started memorising my lines yet. haha. And i've gotta sing a 70's song as well! Gah. Hence the title of this post. I think i'll be singing that song. I mean really, I can't sing anything else on that list they gave. 'I will survive' is way too high for those who know me &amp; my vocal range. cough. And come on, 'hot stuff' isn't gonna work all too well isn't it. haha. AHWELL. yeah so that's happening on tues, and friday is lisa's bday ((:, yet's have a 2-people celebration at Roar on fri heheh... Sigh i didn't go yesterday, so yeah I want to come next week. ..but then i suddenly realised this morning that the Darkly Beautiful showcase is on fri as well!! Aah! Both at 7.30pm. And i think this really brings me to that Roar talk on choices we had last last fri, it really makes sense to me now that i'm facing one of those situations. I'll be looking around for people who want to buy my Darkly Beautiful ticket tomorrow.. SORRY nadia / annielyn / ETC who are in the showcase!! i'll give you my love and good luck's on fri in school yeah. (; you guys will be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Haha church was great today, pastor Ken made a really good sermon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(the topic was money &amp; giving for the works of God)&lt;br /&gt;"Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth... But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven... for where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." [Matt 6:19] We should place value in the people and the purposes, not the possessions. And another thing I found true is that no one can serve two masters (matt 6:24). Either he will hate one and love the other, or he will be devoted to one and despise the other. you can't serve both God and $. (See how it says that you can't &lt;em&gt;serve&lt;/em&gt;, not can't &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt;. The problem doesn't lie in the money itself but in peoples' love for money. $&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; was created for God's works, it is the &lt;strong&gt;provision for the vision&lt;/strong&gt;. The money serves us (for kingdom works) but we serve God. People who are bound to money serve money, which means they don't serve God because our heart's got not enough room for two masters, especially if one of them's God. So I guess the sermon was trying to say that we should place our $ where God wants his purposes to be fulfilled, for that is where our heart will be. AHH i love scc! hahah. it's an incredible church that will do such great things, i can sense it already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To-Do list:&lt;br /&gt;1. Read up on eng hw to prepare for in-class essay next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. Math applications!!! Bleagh it's too tedious for words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. Remember lines for audition (both Kathy and Jane parts).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. Audition ractice @ arisa's (Kardinya) in 3 hours' time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. Memorise lines for SOSE play on fri!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6. Download the songs written down on the piece of paper somewhere under my table.&lt;br /&gt;7. Sell Darkly Beautiful ticket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8. Get Lisa a present (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;9. Call laur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;10. Write (and post) letters to laur, jia en, lian, nadia, cootsie, etc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;11. Oh yeah, study for science test (it keeps getting postponed! haha).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;12. Pray for deb's O's! &amp; the SaveTheHumans thing. &amp;amp; everyone doing their TEE on mon, poor people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;13. Tidy up room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;14. Memorise lyrics for Sorry Seems to be the Hardest Word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;15. QT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;16. Go jogging / cycling! I'm feeling more and more unhealthy by the minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;17. Practise piano pieces &amp; aural (sight reading = a lost cause.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;18. Water the blasted green beans out in the back (science project, don't ask).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;19. Remind myself that there's Roar understudy for the music team on tuesdays at 7pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;20. Take my antibiotics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Haha wow that's a lot, hey. (x Haha well then i'd better get cracking. You guys enjoy your hols alright? don't forget meeee! haha. seeya in dec!&lt;br /&gt;~ame. xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still I'm singing Spirit take me up in arms with You&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not who I thought I was twenty four hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- 24 by Switchfoot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-113125494712010847?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/113125494712010847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=113125494712010847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/113125494712010847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/113125494712010847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2005/11/sorry-seems-to-be-hardest-word.html' title='sorry seems to be the hardest word'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-112937236746593784</id><published>2005-10-15T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T18:32:47.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breakthrough</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You are God&lt;br /&gt;You are God of miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You're the God who makes me whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I will worship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I will worship You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;..Friday night's Roar was &lt;strong&gt;incredible&lt;/strong&gt;. It really blew me away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dave Reardon was doing the talk (it was awesome btw), he's like the state christian youth ministry leader for WA, and it was really fantastic.. it was about wrestling with God as Jacob did in Genesis 32 for blessing ("I will not let you go unless you bless me"), &amp; get beyond just doing the usual scraping-the-surface christian thing and go deeper into where God's at &amp;amp; being the 'BMW' christian.. haha that was funny, his story. (; But yeah i reckon that was one of the &lt;strong&gt;BEST&lt;/strong&gt; preachings i've ever heard and i think God spoke to me that night, as in seriously spoke, and i dunno where the tears came from but they came and i was just overwhelmed.. it was &lt;strong&gt;amazing&lt;/strong&gt;. and now i really feel that &lt;em&gt;we should try to wrestle God and pray as hard as we can for the lost people out there who don't know God, that we should wrestle for our friends, our schools, our unsaved generation.&lt;/em&gt; On friday this whole thing just came upon me and after that i just felt totally changed and renewed like God has cast off all my burdens and is saying, "&lt;em&gt;come wrestle Me for I want you to use your strengths to go forth in this world and spread the love and glory of Heaven and feel the revelation of satisfaction in righteousness&lt;/em&gt;"...  and the worship on friday, the music, was incredible, especially the one to whom the lyrics up there belong to.. AWESOME i tell you. i went on a fast today; i believe this is the breakthrough God has been planning for me. i really really want others to feel how i have felt, and to see what i have seen, and to run the great race with God all the way to the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE ROAR&lt;/strong&gt;, those who wanna come please come! (((: it's a fantastic youth thing, love it to death..(: At the Melville civic centre's 'The Vault' on fridays at 7.45pm to 9.30-ish.. but next friday we're going to go to the melville aquatic centre for games and fun and all that, i reckon it's gonna be brilliant as always... [to lisa~ are you gonna bring anyone to next fri's? i reckon i am, hey. do we have transport? haha reply in the tagboard k, if you're reading this..]&lt;br /&gt;..today i just had church prac at the Fuller house (they have a drumset!) &amp; yeah to practise for the music part of the children's takeover outreach next next sunday.. i bet i'm gonna forget all the drumrolls by tmr.. gotta get to church at 8am tmr to prac some more.. and music auditions! oh yeah. must remember that.&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway with all this talk of church.. one other thing to say is that I STILL LOVE CCMC!! lovelovelove. (: my church for practically a million years &amp;amp; will never forget it as long as i live.. haha. love you laur, deb, pris, sulin, grace, etc etc ((((: go OC.. can't wait for church camp, when's it again? i can come back in time for it now cos they just said that the school term will be ending on the 9th of dec instead of the 16th.. so it's less rushed.. whee. i insist we have an 'over! haha. after the church camp that is. (x&lt;br /&gt;...just found out, we're having the great chinese takeout for dinner (the restaurant is right across the road from our house) so we're ordering from there.. the sweet&amp;amp;sour chicken is spectacular. haha.. and my fast is over now, it was from 9am to 5pm (i originally wanted to do a whole day, but then shortened it down to 12h and then shortened it again to 8h cos my mom was going on about not having enough nutrients).. so i can eat the chicken after all! haha. but it's curious that i wasnt hungry the whole day since i woke up (at eight thirty hehe) without having anything to eat (so many temptations!! namely mee siam, chips and pancakes).. it's God that gave me the power of drive and determination, something i rarely have when it comes to abstaining from food x)...&lt;br /&gt;..oog just remembered, i've got auditions in week 5.. for the drama production next year called Disco Inferno.. hope i get in ('hope' is such a fragile word, isn't it. fragile but powerful!) .. haha if you wanna see the audition pack for fun it's at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mcdrama.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;www.mcdrama.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, under Downloads... i've gotta sing some 70's song like Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word or something, oh dearrrr. why must it have to be a musical?? haha but ah well they say they have acting parts with no singing so i'll go for that i suppose..&lt;br /&gt;hm i'll go set up some prayer list in my templates now. (: seeya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~ame xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-112937236746593784?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/112937236746593784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=112937236746593784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/112937236746593784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/112937236746593784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2005/10/breakthrough.html' title='breakthrough'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-112860275623214032</id><published>2005-10-06T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T20:45:56.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the start of spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So the winds have blown, the rains have swept, the stars have streaked. It's not been an easy ride these few days, even with the lack of exams. But what doesn't kill you makes you stronger (or so I've heard) and yeah, i reckon things will turn out alright. (: They always do, in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ah well. Anyway. The positive side of the hols.&lt;br /&gt;1. last week went really fast! This week is, too. The saturday (24th sept) i landed in singapore (we arrived at 9pm!) i went to laur's to sleepover [or as deb calls it, an 'over. haha.].. proceeded to go out with laur &amp; deb &amp;amp; their corresponding counterparts to plaza sing. the next day (ate @ gelare, watched Cinderella Man and  talked)...then over the next few days i went to watch Brothers Grimm with my sis and (cough) her yr11 friend (coughs again), tour orchard road, meet jiaen at btp and talk ourselves to death, visit mgs at blackmore for recess with them lot (:, meet lk for lunch @ billy bombers, go for an awesome gig with cootsie, play piano at grandfather's bday (eightieth!), stay back after church with laur stranded at the bamboo court cos of the rain with nothing but her guitar and my camera, take loony pictures (correction: LOTS of loony pictures), neoprints galore, watch corpse bride with sisters, have the wackiest time with deb criticising the health foods in the supermarket, have the longest phone convo with je (x, etc etc etc... it's been really fulfilling these few days (minus the weird negative feelings lurking somewhere in the background).. (((: i'll miss all you singaore folks when i leave this sunday.. haha midnight flight! yawwnnn i'm getting tired already. hm what time is it now? nine pm? oh gee. better go do hw (which wll always end up with me going on msn instead) haha... seeya! ~ame xxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-112860275623214032?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/112860275623214032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=112860275623214032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/112860275623214032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/112860275623214032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2005/10/start-of-spring.html' title='the start of spring'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-112697829840814285</id><published>2005-09-18T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T01:31:38.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;...yesterday's Roar was great.. with the whole Save the Humans talk thing, that was great. it made me think about how the world needs saving, how many people have lost souls that are just waiting to be extinguished, if we as christians don't extend the hand that leads them to eternal salvation... sigh it's hard though, eh. ah well trying is never a failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway. did anyone hear of my newfound resolution (though i'm kinda late, if it's for chinese new yr)? i'm gonna be anti-vague! especially in my posts. well for now at least. haha. ((:&lt;br /&gt;..yesterday (fri) was highly slack, as we all know student development days are. Groan. how does a maths workshop, career video and eportfolio-making sound to you? Oh-so-terribly fun, isn't it. *cough* nothing particularly amusing there, apart from the fact that we watched a shakespeare video (taming of the shrew, whee haha) &amp; moved tables from B block to the YDC (yes, all of them) &amp;amp; i got extremely startled by sam's yelling-into-my-ear-to-make-me-freak-out tactic. Yeah, that was basically about it for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;..in the transition of fri to sat (around 12+am) i woke up suddenly and a whole lot of memories of mgs and ccmc and singapore started pouring into my head and yknow, when memories start pouring into your head like that you can't help but lose a few tears. well, more than that actually. sighh. i ended up writing in my diary till about 1-2 am. And here I am, starting to feel it again, to feel the pulse of sadness trickle into the crevices of my heart. Scenes from mgs, my home for seven years, are flashing by at a crazy pace. I've caught glimpses of the sec 1 camp, note-passing, laughing at lame private jokes, getting killed by mrs ong for playing that locking-each-other-out-of-class game, Making The Grade, the P4 elements, the scrabble club (:, canteen nasi briyani, 2 months in clementi, the trusty mg shorts.... AGH i'm gonna self-combust about now. spontaneously.&lt;br /&gt;BOOM.&lt;br /&gt;...but even explosions can't cure emptiness, can it. Not really. That emptiness will start to hang over you like a dead shadow, limp and weary but still clinging on, feeding on the painful memories that lie in fragments like a broken glass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Okay i'm going to stop being / sounding weird now. oh dear it's 1:26pm now, i'm doomed if i don't go to sleep cos there's church tomor--- today.. yawn i'm gonna go to sleep and forget about all this. I hope things in singapore have been well.. i miss singapore. or did i already say that? Oh well you can't really get tired of saying that you miss the very place you've been for your whole darned life, only to leave it to go to perth and still feel occasionally miserable and sad. not that anything's really bad about perth or anything; everything's allright &amp;amp;----&lt;br /&gt;oh crud mom = yelling = i'm dead seeya&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-112697829840814285?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/112697829840814285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=112697829840814285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/112697829840814285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/112697829840814285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2005/09/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-112686821303971529</id><published>2005-09-16T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T18:56:53.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>explicit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;..i don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;..i still don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;the key?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;unlock the gate with the key&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ring the bell with the voice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;open the door with the hand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;peer inside with the eye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no one home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;back outside in the rain;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;square 1,try again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..and that's all i want to say.&lt;br /&gt;for now.&lt;br /&gt;sorry if this post has disturbed you in a weird, minimalistic way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-112686821303971529?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/112686821303971529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=112686821303971529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/112686821303971529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/112686821303971529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2005/09/explicit.html' title='explicit'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-112662852025858969</id><published>2005-09-14T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T00:22:02.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be my escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;..that's a song by Relient K, by the way. Be My Escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a weird mood today. You can sort of tell, by the way I'm using this font, when I usually use those crisp simple fonts. Well i'll tell you, I'm feeling complicated today. Hence the Times New Romans.&lt;br /&gt;...This will not be a humorous post. It is going to be a dark, gloomy, vague sort of post, with no frivolous spelling mistakes, colloquial language, and the like. For once in my life, I am going to be SERIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;By the way, those people out there having intensely queer sort of moods, please listen to:&lt;br /&gt;1. the abovementioned song, Be My Escape.&lt;br /&gt;2. 24 by Jem. [love the violin]&lt;br /&gt;3. Clarity by John Meyer. [the best easy-listening song alive]&lt;br /&gt;4. Gifts and Curses by Yellowcard (spiderman 2 soundtrack).&lt;br /&gt;5. Fly Away by Corrine May.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The road we're all heading, it all leads somewhere, does it not. No road is a dead end. Well not a real dead end anyway. Some thorny bushes or smog or something, hindering the way, but it's just a matter of getting through it. Yes, simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;..then here I am wondering why life doesn't feel as easy as it sounds. How odd is that. Very, I should say. But I shan't get into that whole conscience talk again (refer to previous post). Anyhow. My road is covered in quite a bit of debris that mainly consists of homework, school, matters of the mind, matters of the heart, matters of the stomach,thoughts of singapore, tragic reminiscence, etcetera etcetera. You get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;...sigh folks I think i'm going to sleep now, it's 12 plus and it's in the middle of the week (tues to be exact) (no it's wed now, since it's past midnight). Sorry if i've inflicted any emotional anguish of any sort on the reader of this post, I know it sounds dreadfully blagh and very unlike me. Hm actually I'm not that &lt;insert&gt; now, it always helps to talk about problems. Even if it's on a blog. And even if i'm being very very vague about it. Well whoever catches my drift, catches my drift, and whoever doesn't, well try to. No on the other hand, don't try to. Really.&lt;br /&gt;Ok i'm going to drop dead now due to lack of sleep so yeah, seeya.&lt;br /&gt;~ ame .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-112662852025858969?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/112662852025858969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=112662852025858969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/112662852025858969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/112662852025858969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2005/09/be-my-escape.html' title='be my escape'/><author><name>don'tbestupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08056239703678564113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07061717708678610083'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785051.post-112645228555247066</id><published>2005-09-11T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T23:24:47.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at lasttttt, a post. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha hey folks. Yesyes, long time no blog, we all know that don't we. haha. I couldn't access ANYTHING for blogger since, oh i don't know, the stone age, maybe. Ah well all that's a thing of the past since i'm here now and that's all that counts. (:&lt;br /&gt;SO. it's been a month! haha and today is sept. 11, so i'll just give my regards to America for one solemn minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...k haha so how's everyone been going along with their own lives? (; i miss you guys a lot a lot a lot. Lots, in fact. haha... coming back on the 24th!&lt;br /&gt;...ack, lots of things have been happening, haven't they.. especially in church!! haha everything only starts happening when i'm gone, it's quite depressing. x) ah well, keep me updated, ain't wanna live in the pasttt!&lt;br /&gt;(listening to Corrine May's songs now &gt;&gt; yes je they're nice songs! haha i still can't access her site though, you need the darned flash thing and i haven't exactly any time to download it) ..things here have been allright so far, though there have been some anticipated disappointments and tragic moments. Coughhhh, to people who actually comprehend what i'm talking about.. should i try to salvage the situation or leave it? sigh. it's not a 'why' question, it's a 'how' question. haha don't mind me, i'm getting into one of those metaphorical rubbishy moods now, someone give me panadol or something (like that helps anyway). aaaaaaaaaaagggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (releases tension)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHH i've just committed one of the worst mistakes in my life. ah well. it's bound to be disastrous anyway. hm ok now it's not that bad. i hope not. haha. don't mind my rambling, whoever's reading this, i'm just going on and on about weird things that don't make sense half the time. If anyone wants to waste 10 minutes reading someone's absurdly vague train of thought, come to my blog. haha.. hey it's not cold now. amazing. it was pretty much freezing yesterday, though winter's supposed to be ending and spring's supposed to be coming out nowww. COME OUT, SPRING.&lt;br /&gt;(pause)&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it needs more time.&lt;br /&gt;haha. so yeah i hope the darned pollen will stay away from me and don't get me into sneezing fits or whatever you get when pollen comes afloating past your nose. haatchooo.. or is it hachoo? or ha---ha----ha----CHOOO--OOOPS I JUST REMEMBERED I GOT HOMEWORK. that's (unfortunately) due tomorrow. how sad is that. (very sad) (ok that's my conscience talking) (hi conscience) (hi) (oh heavens i have a feeling i'm going high) (yes that's right) (you agree with me, conscience?) (yes I do) (oh ok) (ok) (uh conscience?) (yes) (i think you have to go now cos i wanna finish up this post) (aw well whoever's reading this, hi i'm amelyn's conscience) (er) (ok ok i'm going) (ok me too then) (ok see ya folks!) (yeah seeya! let's go, conscience.) (ok) (ok)&lt;br /&gt;*end of weird weird talking-to-conscience conversation*&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;note: none of ame's brain cells were atually killed by any form of mental disease in the making of this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7785051-112645228555247066?l=blogsareuseless.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/feeds/112645228555247066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7785051&amp;postID=112645228555247066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/112645228555247066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7785051/posts/default/112645228555247066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsareuseless.blogspot.com/2005/09/at-lasttttt-post.html' title='at lasttttt, a post. 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